"'Cuz you're petty-" Oh, hello. Finally, something else, and he leans in for the kiss eagerly despite the whole jolt that goes through his body at even that slightest crook. See? This is exactly what he's talking about. "And vindictive-" He tries to steal another kiss, always the guy who's stolen a mile out of every inch he's been able to get in his life. "And love messing with me and always have. I have the patience of a god damn saint."

That is perhaps one of the biggest lies that Leorio has ever told in his life, but who's going to call him out on it? Besides the guy with his fingers in his junk. Flushed and with his fingers eagerly tapping along the floor, he looks up from Kurapika over the bridge of his nose. It'd be a more effective gesture if he still had his shades on. "You know I want more."