Daniel took a step closer as Leon tugged at his belt loops and leaned down to brush his lips against Leon's again. They were both going to be late for Latin at this point, he thought. Maybe they should just skip. "I don't think I want you strapped to a chair for the rest of the year," he said. "I might get bored."
He skimmed a hand over Leon's shoulder and smiled a little. "It happens that I'm pretty good at plans, though, and know some people who are good at distractions."