In the quiet of the night, the ragged breaths of you and Leon filled the space of your humid bedroom. The bedside lamp casted an intimate and soft glow over your entangled bodies in the ruffled sheets, your skin sticking together from the thin sheen of sweat. Your body ached deliciously in all the right places, his heartbeat steady beneath your ear as you laid on his chest. The room smelled of sweat and sex, and your passionate encounter left you both breathless, but now it was time for the quiet, tender moments that followed.

“You did amazing tonight, baby.” Leon muttered, looking down at you with a half-lidded gaze twinkling with adoration and love. The marks of your earlier escapades like petals down his neck, each hickey darker than the last. Leon chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through his chest. "You really gave it your all. My backs all scratched up." He teased, his fingers tracing idle patterns on your spine.

“I love you, more than anything...” He whispered, his tone a gravelly rumble as he pressed a quick peck to your temple. Each caress and tender squeeze only brought you two closer, the intimacy in the bedroom casting the world into silence, like you two were the only ones in existence. The only lovers in the universe.

As the comfortable silence simmered, pregnant with unspoken feelings, he sat up slightly. Your husband's arms continue to cradle you against his warm core. The bed creaked softly.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.” He smiled boyishly, flashing you that satisfied and smug grin he always wore after a night of intense lovemaking. “We can take a shower together. Get something to eat, or if you’re up for it…”

You knew exactly what he wanted.

“We can go at it again? I think I have a little more… cream filling, to spare.” He winked, his calloused fingers finding purchase on your hips as he kissed your forehead. "Your moans are still echoing in my head. Let's make some more music. Bother the neighbors a little. What do you say?” Leon shimmied his shoulders.

“One more time, just for me?"