Disclaimer: I do not own, work on Hex etc. I am merely a fan writing fiction based around the series.
Claimer: I do, however, own this story.
Pairings: Leon/Max
Spoilers: None really, unless you haven't seen the latest episode aired on Sky One on the 23rd October.
AN: This is set when Max was still at Medenham, before he was kicked out for drug abuse.

A Real Man's Tongue

Leon glared up at friend for a few tense moments, wondering why he'd let himself fall into this rather compromising position. Seeing as this was Max, however, he expected it was intended.

Max raised his eyebrows, peering straight into Leon's eyes. "C'mon mate. You're sixteen and never been kissed. You might as well find out what it's like before you get a girlfriend." From his position on the floor, underneath the heavy body of Max, Leon squirmed slightly in a last, desperate attempt to free himself.

"Fuck you Max," he finally said, as Max grabbed his arms, pinning him into place.

"Now, now Leon, that's going a little bit far. I'm talking about kissing here, not the whole nine yards. Now, are you going to be a willing student?" Leon shook his head.

"I'm not kissin' you Max."

"Well then," Max decided. "Be a virgin all of your life, see how much I care."

"You're drunk," Leon stated dumbly, for the first time noticing the smell of stale alcohol on his friend's breath.

"Only a little." Leon shook his head, sighing. "Are you giving in?" Max asked him.

"Not a chance."

"Fair enough." Max gave him no time to react. His lips were upon Leon's, releasing his arms from his grip. At first Leon tried to pull away, disgusted at the idea of kissing another man. But he soon relaxed, as Max's tongue ran over his lip, begging for entrance for his mouth. It was then when Leon managed to pull away.

"Thanks for the warning," Leon said angrily. Max grinned.

"You had plenty of warning. I just chose it best you didn't get another one. Now, you are completely sorted for the next time you decide to take a girl to your bedroom quarters." Leon sighed again. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. "And besides," Max continued. "You enjoyed it."

Max stood up and winked at his friend who still lay stationary on the floor. "Pick yourself up Leon. Next, I think we should try kissing against a wall. That's all rather sexy."

"Next time?" Leon stammered.

"What can I say? I rather enjoy tormenting you." Leon stood up, glaring. "And besides, with a little more training, I should think you'll be a great snog." He soon found Leon's lips upon his a second time, pushing him frantically in the wall. Max moaned into his friend's mouth in surprise.

"There," Leon said, as he pulled away. "There's your bloody wall and you're 'next time'. Have a good night." Max reached out and grabbed Leon's collar as he tried to walk away. He kissed him on the lips softly.

"You want it Leon. You know you do." Leon shook his head angrily, and walked out of the room.

"Oh and by the way!" he called back to Max as he reached the door. "Tomorrow night, eight o' clock. I'm going to show you what a real man can do with his tongue." Max shook his head in disbelief.

"I thought..."

"I'd 'never been kissed'?" Leon finished for him. "Yeah, I know you did. Had to get you somehow." And with that, he left the room, leaving Max to stare in disbelief.