Raising an eyebrow-like tuft at the noises that were escaping the sleeping male, Strelein glanced down at him. Then he started snickering at Leroy. It sounded like a freaking sex dream! Strel clamped a hand over his lips to keep the laughter from bursting through. Despite his efforts, a couple of snorts, here and there, poked through. Somehow he'd managed to stumble on something that was actually pretty funny.
He leaned over and lightly jabbed at Leroy, hoping to not wake him up. As funny as it was, though, it was also kind of awkward. He was just standing there and this guy is having a pretty stimulating dream. Then, a grin lighting up his face, he sat in the grass, hoping sand wouldn't end up rising up into the shorts he was wearing. He rested his head on the rock, near Leroy's ears.
"Oooh Leeeroy," he whispered, hoping his tone was even remotely seductive. He wouldn't know; he'd never seduced anyone. Hell, no one tried to seduce him. Pros and cons, pros and cons.