Kurapika lifts his hips, just slightly, enough to help Leorio pull his pants down. He doesn't want to move too much, though, to risk breaking what contact he's getting; as nice of a change as this is, between the slow pace and Leorio's comfortable weight over him, the sheer amount of waiting is getting to be just a little bit agonizing, and it's taking some willpower not to let himself lean into Leorio's hands too much.

...That, however, sure is a nice mood-killer. "What?"