To say Leon was stunned would be a slight understatement. He didn’t care about the guy who was supposed to be his boyfriend. They had been over a long time ago when it was clear the other just wanted money from Leon’s art fame. That’s why he decided to see other guys behind the other’s back, and Henry had become someone he saw frequently. He liked him a lot, but he didn’t expect much. The sex was incredible, better than anything Leon’s supposed boyfriend could offer. He jumped up when the other man came through the door and started yelling at them, but to be honest Leon wasn’t all that fazed. “You know what, you suck. You’re horrible, that’s why I started seeing other guys,” Leon shouted back, then turned to Henry, “Henry, don’t move. Don’t you fucking put your clothes back on, because we’re gonna fuck the minute I’m done with him!”
Henry looked between Leon and his boyfriend. Henry had known Leon was still in a relationship but he had thought that it was more open or more over then it seemed to be. Henry probably should have left but something about the muscle man he’d just been in bed with kept drawing him back. “You bastard, and you” he turned on Henry. “You little whore stole my man, He was gonna take me to Hawaii” Henry smirked and stepped forward. If he had felt bad for the other man that went when the thing he cared about was a holiday. “1 you have no idea who I am, so don’t make judgments you tiny little speck.” Henry took another step forward not covering up anything now. “2 If you think I’m intimidated by you you’ve got another thing” He new idea he took another step forward “& 3 I didn’t steal your man you lost your bank by not seeing Leon as a person but as a cash box.” he said “I would say you can leave or you can watch but I don’t like the idea of blowing my load over Leon’s face while there's a piece of shit in the room.” He said turning back.