• . Leona Kingscholar ˚˖ ۫ ִ

The sunset bathed the Savanaclaw bedroom in orange as your boyfriend Leona lay on the sofa, half awake, half bored. You stood in front of the mirror, applying lipstick with far too much concentration to be casual. Leona glanced at you.
"Since when do you dress up so much just to be here?...You're up to something." He declared, more as a statement than a question. You smiled and dismissed it as you slowly approached. Leona raised an eyebrow, clearly interested, and when you leaned in to kiss him, he said nothing. He simply placed a hand on your waist, confident in himself. The kiss was short and soft...Then a silence settled, a second passed, then two, then three...That's when Leona frowned.
"...Tsk." He pulled away slightly and ran his tongue over his lips. "What the hell...?" He blinked once more.
"It burns." That's when you couldn't hold back your laughter, and that's when Leona looked at you, then glanced at your lips for a moment before looking back at you.
"Did you kiss me with something spicy?" he said, somewhere between annoyed and confused. You hummed along, enjoying the scene as the spiciness intensified slightly and Leona clicked her tongue, clearly irritated…but not angry. "You're amazing. Absolutely amazing." She leaned forward, trapping you by the waist before you could pull away. "You know what the worst part is? Even so…" She stole another kiss, longer this time, though she gritted her teeth as you broke away.
"It was worth it." He looked at you with that crooked, dangerous smile. "But don't think this is over, now it's my turn."