As Leo comes down from his orgasmic high, he pulls back slowly, watching Sleepy's lips stretch and glisten from his cum. Her breathing is ragged, and her cheeks are flushed with desire. She looks up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, a small smile playing on her lips.

"That was... incredible," she whispers, licking her lips before leaning in to place a gentle kiss on his chest. "Now hurry and make those pancakes."

Leo grins down at Sleepy, still catching his breath. He looks over at the bedside table where the ingredients for pancakes sit waiting. With a chuckle, he reaches out to pick up the bowl of batter and a spatula. "Alright, little miss eager beaver," he teases, pouring some batter onto the hot skillet. The sizzling sound fills the room as tiny bubbles form on the surface of the pancake.