[He manages to ask it with a smirk, even panting as he is. Leo trails his fingers along Peter's sides to grip at his hips and hold him steady. He can feel his husband clenching around him now; he squeezes Peter's hips tight, hoping to maybe leave some bruises for a few minutes before they heal up.]
Because you can-can't make a thhhhhh-threat like that and not. Not follow through.
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[He manages to ask it with a smirk, even panting as he is. Leo trails his fingers along Peter's sides to grip at his hips and hold him steady. He can feel his husband clenching around him now; he squeezes Peter's hips tight, hoping to maybe leave some bruises for a few minutes before they heal up.]
Because you can-can't make a thhhhhh-threat like that and not. Not follow through.