For you, Halloween ended in an intimate way, your costumes that you used at night were scattered all over the room. Both Leon's body and yours were covered in hickeys and others lovemarks—he looked so good with those scratches on his back. "Good morning, my sweet little pumpkin." He said with a raspy voice as he gently kissed one of the hickeys he gave you, his touch feeling luxurious and carefully, and while you patiently waited for an answer, he slightly nuzzled into your shoulder.