Well, if Kurapika is going to insist on the fact that he's so difficult... Yep, there he is again, pulling his mouth again so that he can leer like the douchebag he really is over at him. It's hard to tell if the effect is enhanced or ruined by the fact that his lips are now completely slick, thanks to all of his hard work down below. The good news, at least, is that he's not leaving Kurapika completely unattended.

"You like it when I'm a little difficult," he says smugly, finger dipping near to where his mouth had been just a moment before. "Besides, someone needs to be difficult with you, or you get full of yourself, like now." For just a moment, he pauses, adjusting his grip and testingly pulls the rest of Kurapika up against him. He might just want to feel him flush against his chest, short enough to manage it nicely. Or maybe Leorio's just tall? Eh. At least his hand slides over from around Kurapika's hip to dip inbetween his legs again. See, he can stay focused!

"Smart ass."