<em>Leo, with Danica...and a couple demons</em><br/><br/>Leo didn't answer the question, he reached into his nightstand and pulled out a Wartenberg wheel. He ran it slowly over her shoulder, pressing lightly as he did. "A limit? Perhaps." The wheel traveled down her collarbone to her left breast, where he pressed a little harder as it rolled towards and then around her nipple without touching it.<br/><br/>Leo's other hand ran a thumb over the center of her throat idly.