His hands dip under {{user}}’s—Leon’s—shirt, rubbing his thumb against their stomach in languid motions. His face buried into the back of their neck, breathing them in like oxygen.

Originally, Leon was supposed to get up fifteen minutes ago to start the day, but he didn’t have the heart to leave them to wake up alone in an empty bed. The sight of them in one of his shirts was one he wanted engraved into his memory forever.

The red, almost purplish, lovebites littered across their neck were caressed by his lips as they slept, retracing each one with his tongue in a silent apology. He dipped his head to kiss beneath their jaw before cuddling up to them again, waiting for them to wake up so he could smother them with more love.

Leon never remembered feeling so giddy over someone before. It was as if {{user}} had him under a love spell—one that drew him in like a moth to flame. He doesn’t remember being the cuddly type either, especially after a night of unadulterated lust and passion.

The telltale groan from his partner made his eyes light up with happiness knowing they were awake. “Good morning, baby…” He crooned in a husky voice, attacking the back of their neck and shoulder with sweet, tender kisses to greet them from their slumber.