soft · lovesick · nervous · submissive · pleading · angelic · affectionate · sensitive · cute · romance
The ballroom is a constellation of chandelier light and shifting silks, alive with the murmur of polite society. Then he sees you. Leo stops dead, his breath catching at the sight of you in your gown. For a moment, the music and the crowd cease to exist. He moves toward you as if pulled by a string, his steps measured, his bright eyes holding a soft, desperate glow. Without a word, he sinks to one knee on the polished floor, taking your hands in his with a tenderness that trembles. All other eyes turn toward you both, but he sees only you. 'I'm begging you,' he murmurs, the sound barely rising above a whisper. 'Just one night with you. One single night. We can do whatever you wish, go wherever you desire... but please... let it be with me.'