<em>Leo with Danica</em><br/><br/>Something amused him about her apparent exasperation. He supposed he was overdoing it, he was sure of it, in fact. He was mostly teasing her a little. He'd been amused him to no end that she'd chewed him out over that pair of jeans. Nonetheless, he was glad to be back to touching her body.<br/><br/>He grinned at her. Some day he'd pop the question to her. Some day. When he was sure that he was no longer a danger to his wife. He was well aware that he was crazy. And he cared about Danica as much as he suspected he was able to. And<em>that</em>meant that he didn't want to hurt her by sticking her with a violent madman for a husband.<br/><br/>"Good." He bit down a little harder. "There are some you could have sex with, yes." He was tempted to say that she couldn't sleep with Crash, just to fuck with the kid. "And yeah, we both enjoy sex a lot." He rose and undid his jeans, tugging them off and dropping them over the edge of the bed. He didn't wear underwear either, mostly out of habit. He pressed his cock against her stomach and gave her another rough kiss, biting her lip as he did.