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It's easier to focus on what he gets out of the bargain than on what he gives - what he holds back, or dismisses altogether, for the sake of a hot kiss, a shaky moan, from lips he'd bet his next score haven't given it up for anyone else since this whole thing started. Probably before.
Sensing that's probably part of his problem - Leonard's always been a little territorial. This feud with the Flash began because he wouldn't let some do-gooding kid run him out of his city, interfere with his affairs.
And here he is... selecting his targets with twice the discretion, selecting his 'associates' even more carefully, all to keep that same kid happy.
Or, if not happy, willing enough to keep coming back to him for more - more reasons to breathe those sweet moans into Leonard's neck; more chances to part his ready lips for whatever Leonard might have in store for them.
If Leonard thinks about it that way, like he's buying what he wants with what he can do without - rather than being bought by a tight ass and a pretty face - he doesn't feel the need to test his boundaries so badly. When he explains, again, 'No casualties... we go in quiet, we come out clean...', Mick's questioning smirk doesn't chafe.
Leonard doesn't want to rough the kid up so much anymore - to punish him for accepting an offer Leonard made, just to see if the kid would bite, honestly, at least in the beginning.
Now he needs the dignity a bargain infers. There's no shame in an even trade, but Leonard's never felt the same about addictions - junkies are weak; he knows because he's used them on occasion, for small jobs when he's needed someone disposable, and this constant craving he feels for the Flash now is an addiction as surely as any he's ever seen.
Little things stick in Leonard's mind, and he thinks about them to the point of distraction whenever the Flash isn't near. He spends moments just breathing in the kid's scent when they're together, pressing his face into Flash's soft skin, his hair, and lets the kid roam his body as he pleases. He sucks marks into the kid's flesh - like a goddamned teenager - then sucks them again, out of defiance as the kid's quick healing wipes them away, because he's hungry for the kid's taste.
Leonard gives Flash a lot more freedom during their hook-ups than he ever has a lover. He lets the kid work them both out of their clothes - steps back sometimes with a smirk and lets the kid take the reigns on what they do and how they do it - just so he can watch the kid move.
Leonard doesn't even mind thinking of how Mick would tease him if the truth came out. It's better to concentrate on how much Leonard enjoys this. If he thought too much about what he has yet to give for it (and would, if he had to) just to keep getting it... Leonard might go fucking crazy.
Sensing that's probably part of his problem - Leonard's always been a little territorial. This feud with the Flash began because he wouldn't let some do-gooding kid run him out of his city, interfere with his affairs.
And here he is... selecting his targets with twice the discretion, selecting his 'associates' even more carefully, all to keep that same kid happy.
Or, if not happy, willing enough to keep coming back to him for more - more reasons to breathe those sweet moans into Leonard's neck; more chances to part his ready lips for whatever Leonard might have in store for them.
If Leonard thinks about it that way, like he's buying what he wants with what he can do without - rather than being bought by a tight ass and a pretty face - he doesn't feel the need to test his boundaries so badly. When he explains, again, 'No casualties... we go in quiet, we come out clean...', Mick's questioning smirk doesn't chafe.
Leonard doesn't want to rough the kid up so much anymore - to punish him for accepting an offer Leonard made, just to see if the kid would bite, honestly, at least in the beginning.
Now he needs the dignity a bargain infers. There's no shame in an even trade, but Leonard's never felt the same about addictions - junkies are weak; he knows because he's used them on occasion, for small jobs when he's needed someone disposable, and this constant craving he feels for the Flash now is an addiction as surely as any he's ever seen.
Little things stick in Leonard's mind, and he thinks about them to the point of distraction whenever the Flash isn't near. He spends moments just breathing in the kid's scent when they're together, pressing his face into Flash's soft skin, his hair, and lets the kid roam his body as he pleases. He sucks marks into the kid's flesh - like a goddamned teenager - then sucks them again, out of defiance as the kid's quick healing wipes them away, because he's hungry for the kid's taste.
Leonard gives Flash a lot more freedom during their hook-ups than he ever has a lover. He lets the kid work them both out of their clothes - steps back sometimes with a smirk and lets the kid take the reigns on what they do and how they do it - just so he can watch the kid move.
Leonard doesn't even mind thinking of how Mick would tease him if the truth came out. It's better to concentrate on how much Leonard enjoys this. If he thought too much about what he has yet to give for it (and would, if he had to) just to keep getting it... Leonard might go fucking crazy.
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