˗ˏˋ wrong | leon s. kennedy
꩜ pairing: re9!leon x fem!reader
꩜ rating: 18+ mdni!
꩜ word count: 5.4k
꩜ warnings/contains: smut!, age gap!, best friends “dad”!leon, kinda forbidden relationship trope, dilf!leon, kinda size kink, heavy making out, dry humping, oral(f receiving), fingering, unprotected p in v, creampie, little bit of crying, biting, bit of hair pulling
A/N: reader is best friends with grace in this fic, hence “dad” being in quotes el oh el. also this is proofread to the best of my abilities, definitely missed something but wtv
© to fuckingsexsymbol. no translations/reposts!
it was friday, which meant you, grace and emily were all supposed to be at leon’s house. leon liked to see grace and emily as much as he could, keeping their found-family together, going as far to set up two spare bedrooms in his home for them.
grace had invited you over with her for the first time probably almost a year ago now and you quickly found your way slotted into their dynamic perfectly, never feeling left out or unwanted there.
leon, at first, only liked you because grace and emily did, always trusting his girls’ judgment but even if he never admitted it, he’d grown close to you, enjoying your presence in his home, yours and grace’s laughter filling the kitchen as you cooked together, hushed giggles heard in the night when you slept over, the sound tugging a smile at the corners of his lips more often than he’d like to think about.
today was different than your usual friday routine, usually you would pick emily up from school with grace and head for leon’s but today you insisted you both head there early. the week prior leon had absentmindedly mentioned how messy his office was and how it made working more stressful so you noted it.
leon begged and pleaded you not to help him, that he could do it himself but you insisted you help, telling him it was your way of repaying him for his hospitality, which he couldn’t argue with.
so he caved, watching you and grace tear through that room with a determination he’d never seen. you were much more ruthless than grace when it came to purging his things, if he didn’t need it, it was trash, no “if’s”, “but’s” or “maybe’s”. he knew it’s what was necessary but he couldn’t help but hate watching so much stuff go in the trash.
“shit! i need to go get emily!” grace exclaimed once she saw the time, quickly placing down what she was holding, scrambling to the office door before abruptly turning back.
“you can handle the rest on your own, right?” she asked, clearly anxious to get going.
“of course, go!” you giggled, waving her off as she thanked you entirely too many times before disappearing, the front door all but slamming behind her.
it was only once she was gone you realised, you’d never been alone in leon’s house with him, grace had always been there with you. you felt guilt build in your chest at the thoughts that ran through your mind, the implications of being alone with him.
you felt like an awful friend for the way you thought of leon, i mean, he was basically her dad and all you wanted to do was jump his bones. it’d been that way since you met him, the first time you saw him it almost knocked the wind from your lungs just looking at him, and then he spoke, that deep, husky voice sending shivers up your spine, mind clouded with thoughts of him whispering sweet nothings in your ear as he gripped your waist, his body pressed against-
“hey” you all but jumped out your skin, the abrupt voice and loud knock on the doorframe startling you from your thoughts, perhaps for the better in hindsight.
“you doing okay in here?” he continued, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest, accentuating his muscular arms and toned chest as if he knew it would rile you up, your eyes lingering for a beat too long before you realised you hadn’t answered him.
“oh! uhm yeah, fine, just got a little lost in thought there” you laughed nervously, turning your attention away from him and back to the task at hand.
“you pair have made quick work of it i gotta say” leon spoke as he stepped further into the room, closing the space between you with heavy footsteps.
you turned to smile at him, almost letting a gasp slip past your lips at how close he was to you, a mere foot between you as he looked down at you. you cleared your throat before you spoke, eyes wandering around the room, pretending to admire your work.
“yeah, i can get through a room pretty quickly, grace helped a lot too though” you smiled to yourself as you spoke before you finally looked back at him, the way he smiled down at you making your heart skip a beat, cursing yourself as you felt your cheeks heat up.
“i can handle it from here, you go eat something, you have to need it” leon spoke, stepping to your side to place his hand on your lower back, leaving no room for debate as he guided you out of the room.
even as you stood in the kitchen, his hand long gone from your body, you could still feel the warmth, how large it felt on you, how strong he was just from such a gentle touch, god, you felt pathetic, the way his mere presence made you so intoxicated.
the music you and grace had been listening to while you cleaned still echoed through the house and you couldn’t help but hum along as you made yourself something to eat, finding yourself absentmindedly swaying your hips to the music, your dancing wasn’t good by any means but it didn’t stop you.
you spun on your heels, about to throw your trash away when you let out a guttural screech at the dark figure that stood there, quickly forcing yourself to come to your senses, your eyes focusing on who it was.
“leon!” you yelled, one hand bracing you on the kitchen island as the other clutched your chest, heart hammering against your ribs as you composed yourself. “sorry, i didn’t mean to scare you” leon apologised, clearly stifling a laugh as he watched you in your panicked state.
“why didn’t you warn me you were just standing there?!” you exclaimed, finally standing up straight as you glared at him across the island, embarrassment creeping in as you realised he’d seen you dancing like an idiot, your cheeks flushing red.
“i didn’t wanna interrupt you” he said, and you could’ve sworn you heard an almost teasing undertone to his voice.
“you’re lucky i like you, leon” you scoffed, letting out a breathy chuckle as you positioned your back against the kitchen island, bracing your hands on the surface to hoist yourself up. “shit” you cursed under your breath as your ass slipped off the tall counter once, twice and even a third time, letting out a harsh huff.
“c’mere” leon chuckled, taking a few quick strides towards you, standing right in front of you, his body towering over you as he placed his hands on either side of your waist. you instinctively braced your hands on his forearms before he lifted you up onto the counter, a breathy gasp leaving your lips at the way he expressed zero effort.
leon’s eyes flitted to yours at the sound, quirking a brow as he looked at you, not saying a word. “sorry…i- you- i just didn’t expect that to be so easy” you stammered, heart rate picking up as he continued to stare at you, letting out a lighthearted scoff at your words.
leon watched you fidget under his gaze, eyes avoiding his as he stood in front of you, your nervous nature completely opposite of your usual bubbly ways.
“do i make you nervous?” he asked, low voice cutting through the tense silence. he didn’t mean for the question to come out the way it did, he meant it genuinely but it came across as more of a teasing comment.
“…kinda” you murmured, still avoiding eye contact as he tilted his head at you, his long hair falling over his eyes. “why?” he pressed, taking a short step to your side to lean one hand on the counter beside you, your breath hitching in your throat as you forced yourself to look up at him, his face so painfully close to you.
you drank up every inch of his face, from his piercing eyes to his sparse stubble, his sharp nose, his long, surprisingly thick hair, finally down to his lips, your eyes lingering there long enough for him to notice, not that he hadn’t seen you scanning his entire face, but the way you looked at his lips was different.
“i think i already know why” he hummed, moving to place his other hand on the counter beside you, his body blocking you in as you instinctively backed away from him but there was nowhere to go, his arms trapping you in as he stood between your legs.
“you think i haven’t noticed?” he continued, his tone stable and flat as he spoke, an unreadable expression on his face. you accepted the fact that he was about to yell at you, call you all the things you deserved to be called and tell you never to come back to his house, but it didn’t come.
“if you could…would you?” he asked instead, voice low and husky just how you liked, the sound making you swallow thickly, mind scrambling to respond to his cryptic question.
“would i…what?” your voice was meek and quiet as you spoke, eyes blown wide as you looked at him, mind and body melting under his intimidating gaze.
“fuck me” he replied flatly, his words making you gasp quietly, your whole body heating up as you thought about what he was saying. you couldn’t look at him, turning your face to the side as you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, trying to clamp your thighs together, your knees meeting leon’s hips instead.
he let out a breathy chuckle at your state, he hadn’t done anything and you were already squirming and melting beneath him. leon ran his tongue over his lips, wetting them before leaning in, lips a mere few centimetres from your ear.
“now’s your chance” he whispered, his voice and presence making you keen into him. he didn’t move away from you, instead letting his stubbled cheek brush yours as he dipped his head to the crook of your neck, not doing anything, just staying there.
“leon, grace- she’ll be back s-”
“no, she won’t” he cut you off, his breath fanning over your neck as he spoke. you couldn’t form a coherent thought, mind turning to mush, filled with only him. all you wanted to do was to cling to him, to pull him flush to you, to press your body against his.
“leon, we- …it’s wrong” you spoke, breathless and weak as you kept what tiny little piece of composure you had. god, could you really do this?
“mmh…maybe” he whispered against your neck before pressing the gentlest kiss to your pulse, the way the slightest touch made you preen, a hushed gasp falling from your lips.
“leon-” you mewled, tilting your head back to expose more of your neck to him, your hand moving to hold onto his forearm that still rested at your side, keeping you exactly where he wanted you.
leon hummed against your skin, pressing a few more careful kisses to your neck, laughing breathily at the way you completely submitted to him, already putty in his hands just at a few kisses.
he slowly pulled away from you, his face directly in front of yours, taking in the way you sat there, flushed, chest rising and falling quickly. he leaned back in, slow and careful, stopping just shy of your lips, laughing breathily at the way you closed your eyes and parted your lips expectantly.
“cute” he murmured, watching you keen at the compliment before finally pressing his lips to yours. his movements were gentle and slow, teasing almost, as he kissed you, taking your bottom lip between his.
you moaned against his lips, raising your hands to rest on either side of his neck, gently pulling him closer as you deepened the kiss, your spit mingling with his. leon hummed against your mouth at the way you quickly became more and more needy at his touches, so he gave you more, moving to hold your waist with his large hands, effortlessly pulling you over the smooth surface until you were pressed to him.
you broke the kiss with a quiet mewl. “leon-” you breathed, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and nuzzling your face into his neck, his natural musky smell intoxicating you. leon smoothed his hands up and down your waist, suppressing a groan as you arched your back, pressing yourself as close as possible to him, your boobs pushing against his hard chest.
“please…” you breathed, nuzzling your nose into his neck as you writhed under him. “please what?” he hummed into your hair, placing a chaste kiss to your head.
“…touch me” you whimpered, completely overwhelmed by him, all of your senses completely consumed by nothing but him. leon let out a low groan at your words, he knew you would submit but he didn’t expect it to be so easy.
“i can do that” he hummed, circling his hand around to your lower back, hesitating for a moment before effortlessly shifting you right to edge of the counter to press his clothed cock right where you needed him, a half moan half gasp falling from your lips at you let your head tip back.
leon rolled his hips against you, cock twitching in his pants as he watched your body fall back against the counter, back arching off the surface with a pathetic moan. leon’s hips stuttered at the sound, the movement causing his cock to nudge your clit harshly through your clothes, a mewl echoing through the empty kitchen as you instinctively wrapped your legs around his hips, rolling your crotch into his.
“fuck…” he breathed, finding himself just as needy as you now, the way you continued to rut against him like a bitch in heat just for any kind of friction making him lose his composure, hands gripping your hips tighter as he leaned over you, head resting on your chest, fucking into you desperately.
“oh my- fuck, leon” you whimpered, tears pricking your eyes as your pussy clenched around nothing. “more- need more, leon” your voice came out broken and pathetic as you practically begged for him, your words making him groan against your chest, squeezing his eyes closed to compose himself.
leon wasted no time hiking your legs up onto his waist to lift you off the counter, slipping his fingers into your pants and underwear before swiftly pulling them down over your ass. you quickly got the message, detaching your legs from his waist to allow him to pull them the rest of the way down your legs and over your socked feet.
you watched with hooded eyes as he ran his hands up your inner thighs, pressing his lips together to stifle a moan as you spread your legs for him. he couldn’t help but tease you, running his thumbs up and down your outer lips a few times before spreading you open, a low groan pulled from his lips as he took in the sight of your soaked pussy.
your jaw fell slack as you watched him dip his head down, his unkempt hair tickling your lower stomach as he placed a kiss on your pubic bone, then your inner thigh, then the other, teasing you as you bucked your hips upward towards his face.
if it weren’t for the dull ache in his pants maybe he would’ve teased more until you were begging for him but this was as much for him as it was for you, that fact becoming clear the second he dipped his tongue between your folds, an almost growl-like sound vibrating through you as he tasted you.
you let out a high pitched moan as leon trailed his tongue from your hole to your clit, wrapping his lips around it and sucking gently, his hands gripping your thighs to hold you in place as he moved to push his tongue into your slick hole.
“leon!” you mewled, your legs quickly shifting to rest over his shoulders, thighs pressed against his cheeks as he ate you out, his warm, wet tongue gliding over you. it was clear he knew exactly what he was doing, a sting of jealousy shooting through you at the thought of him pleasing god knows how many other women.
maybe you should thank them, because without them he wouldn’t be expertly fucking his tongue into you right now, vibrations shooting through you as he groaned at the taste of you before wrapping his lips around your clit, sucking and licking harshly, addicted the sounds you made and the way your thighs twitched around his head.
you let out a pathetic whine of protest as he pulled away from you completely, about to complain until you felt a gentle pressure on your entrance, your eyes trailing down to see his large hand between your legs, his eyes looking at you expectantly, waiting for your go-ahead.
you quickly nodded, bracing yourself as he slowly pushed his middle finger into you, the mix of his spit and your own juices making it easy. you instinctively clenched around his finger, any kind of penetration taking a moment to become accustomed to.
leon made it easier for you, gently pulling his finger back out and pushing in again, curling it upward into you. he repeated those same movements until you were rolling your hips into his hand, moans and whines falling freely from your lips. he listened to your body, only pressing a second finger to your hole when he knew you could take it.
he hesitated for a moment, giving you the opportunity to tell him if you weren’t ready but the way you pushed yourself against his fingertips told him everything.
you winced slightly as he pushed both his fingers into you, leon feeling you clench around them uncontrollably. he gently soothed you, stroking his free hand over your thigh, “shh just relax, hm?” his tone was soft and caring, his words making you nod, eyes squeezed shut as you focused on letting your body do what it needed to.
leon only moved once he felt your walls relax around him, not wanting to rush or hurt you. you let out a soft sigh as he began the same motions again, pulling slowly out and pushing back in with his fingers curled, the feeling of his fingertips brushing your g-spot making you mewl out, back arching off the counter.
“that’s it, hm?” he hummed, the smirk obvious in his voice as he curled his fingers deeper into that same spot, watching you gasp and twitch under him, pumping his fingers faster and pressing his thumb to your neglected clit as you moaned out.
leon couldn’t help but palm himself through his pants watching you fuck yourself onto his fingers, letting out a low groan when he felt you twitch around him, pressing his fingertips to your soft spot and massaging in circles, bringing you closer and closer to your realise until you were teetering just on the edge before he abruptly pulled his fingers out of you, dropping down to take your pussy into his mouth, licking and sucking harshly.
your thighs clamped down hard around his head, hands flying to grip his hair, back arching as your head lolled to the side, a few stray tears streaking your face as your body convulsed, white hot pleasure shooting through you as you came all over leon’s face, the sensation of him drinking down your release making you whine pathetically.
your chest heaved as you came down from your high, leon pressing gentle kisses to your thighs, hips and stomach, murmuring sweet nothings into your skin, telling you how well you did, how beautiful you were, anything he could think of, he said, his soft words making you blush, heart swelling.
leon stood straight as you pushed yourself up onto your hands, eyes gazing up at him, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips, you looked like an angel to him.
“so pretty” he murmured mostly to himself, reaching out to tuck your hair behind your ear and place a kiss to your cheek, his gentle touches making you keen into him, leaning your face onto his hand as he held you.
“wanna see you” you mumbled, looking up through your lashes at him, bottom lip jutting out slightly. leon furrowed his brows at you, “i’m right here, baby” he smiled, stroking his thumb over your cheekbone.
“no…wanna see you” you whined, hand pawing at his tight shirt, showing him what you meant.
leon gulped slightly at the implication. he wasn’t exactly insecure, he just wasn’t over the moon about how he’d aged, it made him fear that the reality would shatter whatever image you had in your mind and turn you off from him.
“…please, leon” you whined, batting your eyelashes as him. he couldn’t say no to you, not the way you begged, that irresistible look on your face.
“alright, alright” he chuckled, taking a step back, the way your eyes were glued to him making him nervous. he let out a shaky breath before raising his arms to grip the back of his shirt, pulling it over his head with a low huff and letting it drop to the floor.
he watched as your eyes scanned over him, the unreadable expression on your face making nerves build in his chest, desperately waiting for you to say something, anything. instead, you let your eyes meet his, hands slowly moving to grip the bottom of your shirt, watching as leon’s eyes widened before you pulled it up over your head, discarding it in the same manner he did.
he let out a shaky breath at the sight of you, completely bare in front of him. you couldn’t help but giggle at the way he stood there, entranced by your naked body. you gently shifted yourself off the counter, meeting the hard floor with shaky legs before shuffling closer to him, looking up at him with doe eyes.
you let your eyes fall to his body again, taking in every detail. his broad shoulders, muscular chest and toned stomach, your gaze dropping down to the line of coarse hair that started about an inch below his bellybutton and disappeared past his belt.
you hummed to yourself, swaying on your feet as you reached out to run one finger up his stomach, watching his skin twitch at the gentle touch. “pretty” you murmured, the sound of leon’s breath hitching in his throat drawing your eyes back to his face, a pink tint spread across his cheeks.
he didn’t say anything, not that he knew what to say, never being good at taking compliments or praise. he took a tentative step towards you, raising his hand to gently cup your cheek, smiling as he watched you press your face into his hand again.
“c’mere” he breathed, tilting your head back to press his lips to yours, sighing into your mouth when he felt your warm hands rest on his bare chest. you smiled into him as you smoothed your hands up his chest to hold either side of his neck, feeling him kiss you with more fervour, his tongue swiping across your bottom lip, parting your lips immediately.
the feeling of his tongue against yours pulling a string of whines and moans from you, your hands snaking into his hair, tugging at the roots, a groan leaving his lips at the feeling. leon raised his hands to hold you, gripping your ribs, thumbs resting just below your boobs.
you helped him along, one hand leaving his hair to gently move his hand to cup your boob, smiling against his lips when he moaned. he was gentle, touches soft and sweet as he kneaded the soft fat, letting his thumb brush over your nipple, feeling it harden under his touch.
you eventually pulled away, breathless, your lips plump and smeared with spit, leon’s mirroring the same look. “want you” you breathed, letting your hand trail from the back of his head to his jaw, thumb stroking over the stubble there.
leon didn’t say anything, he just let his hands drop to the back of your thighs, just below your ass, giving you no warning before he lifted you, a sharp gasp leaving you as you quickly gripped his shoulders, legs wrapping around his waist.
he effortlessly carried you over to his sofa, gently setting you down on the arm of it before pressing a soft kiss to your lips, his hands resting on your thighs. when he pulled away he had this almost sad expression on his face. “you’re- you’re sure, right?” he asked, tone hushed and slightly uneven as he spoke.
you gently cupped his cheek, smiling softly at him and pressing a fleeting kiss to his lips before leaning into his ear, “i’ll show you” you whispered, low and sultry. you slowly stood up, pulling him in for a messy kiss that didn’t last nearly as long as he would’ve liked, that ungrateful thought quickly forgotten as he watched you.
you slowly turned around, breath shaking slightly at how brazen you were being. you dropped your hands to the arm of the sofa, smoothing them away from you, further and further until you were completely stretched out, only then letting your back arch, pressing your chest to the soft material before swaying your hips, tilting your head to look back at him.
the look on his face was nothing but pure lust. his pupils blown wide, lips parted, pink tinted cheeks, if you could’ve taken a picture to keep this moment forever you would have.
“fuck” he cursed under his breath, letting his hand rub over your soft ass, up to your hip and back down again, only leaving your body to shakily reach for his belt, the metal rattling as he unbuckled it, his button and zipper quickly following before he pushed his pants and boxers down his hips and thighs, letting them pool as his ankles before stepping out of them, kicking them away.
he took in your body again, enjoying the view as he placed one hand on your hip, wrapping the other around his aching cock, hissing through his teeth at the friction. he pumped his length a few times, coating it in his own precum before tentatively lining his tip up with your entrance, pushing up and down your slit a few times, the feeling of your slick coating his tip making him moan.
you couldn’t help but push back against him, spreading your legs wider, inviting him in. he cursed under his breath at your boldness, hand gripping your hip tighter as he took a shaky breath, finally sinking his tip into you.
you let out a sharp gasp as you felt yourself clenching wildly, forcing your body to relax, to accommodate him as he slowly pushed further into you, your eyes screwing shut at the feeling of being stretched out, your walls desperately trying to clamp down, the feeling making leon let out a low moan, hands moving to hold your waist.
leon was careful, slow and meaningful in his movements, no amount of lust or desperation clouding his mind enough to hurt you. once he bottomed out he remained still, the feeling of you clenching around him telling him you needed to adjust, so he listened, waiting so patiently.
when your walls finally relaxed to the odd flutter leon knew he was safe to move, wasting no time as he pulled out almost completely before pushing back in to the hilt, a moan pulled from your throat at the feeling of him filling you completely.
leon could tell he was a bit out of practice by the way he felt himself twitch inside you far too quickly, his sex life dwindling away the older he got. “shit-” he cursed under his breath, screwing his eyes shut as he pounded into you, using all his willpower to prevent himself from cumming.
you let out a choked moan as you lay in front of him, the way his hips stuttered and hands gripped you tighter making it obvious how much he was struggling. you just couldn’t help but start to rock yourself back onto his length, your ass meeting his skin with a dull slap each time, the sound of him groaning above you egging you on.
you gasped sharply as leon gripped the back of your thigh, lifting your leg until your knee was resting on the arm of the sofa, the new position allowing him to push deeper into you, his tip nudging your cervix with each harsh thrust.
“fuck- leon” you mewled out, jaw falling slack as you practically went limp under him, his hands on your hips keeping you upright. the sounds you let out were downright pornographic, a constant stream of pleas and moans falling from your lips as leon all but fucked your brains out.
leon leaned over your spent body, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing a chaste kiss between your shoulder blades before pulling you up until you were flush against his chest.
you let out a pathetic cry when he pressed his fingers to your over sensitive clit, rubbing tight circles. you gripped his forearm harshly, nails digging into his skin as your other hand gripped the back of his head, your head falling back against his chest, completely pliable under him.
tears welled up along your water line as you felt yourself begin to throb around his cock, his pace never faltering, the friction burning along your walls. leon could tell you were close by the breathless gasps you let out, your whole body twitching and writhing in his arms, your grip on his hair tightening.
“leon i- i’m-”
“i know, baby” he cut off your babbling, voice deep and sultry in your ear as he dropped his head down, forcing himself to hold off for you. you were completely overwhelmed, his whole body consuming you, smothering you underneath him as he fucked you senseless.
you could feel the head of his cock dragging against that soft spot inside you with each harsh thrust, that paired with him massaging circles on your aching clit making you cry out his name along with a string of pleas, babbling nonsense mixed with needy whimpers, practically tasting your release.
your mouth dropped open, no sound coming out as your orgasm wracked your body. tears spilled down your cheeks as you writhed against leon, pussy clenching desperately around him as he continued his movements, your release coating his length, causing an obscene squelching sound that made you cringe.
leon didn’t last much longer, the feeling of you clamping around his already sensitive cock sending him over the edge, his head dropping onto your shoulder, teeth grazing your skin before biting down harshly, the pain making you let out a whimper.
leon fucked himself through his orgasm, snapping his hips into, pushing his cum deep inside you as he breathed heavily, chest heaving against your back as he loosened his grip on you, placing a gentle kiss where his teeth marks dented your skin.
he continued to hold you against him, both your laboured breaths filling the room. you found the feeling of him slowly softening inside you quite pleasant, to you, it was more intimate than anything you’d just done.
after a few moments leon finally began to pull out of you, whispering sweet apologies as you winced, his hands rubbing your waist and hips gently. you immediately felt thick liquid run down your inner thighs but you were too spent to care or to even attempt to stop it, instead letting yourself fall forward, hands bracing you on the couch.
leon leaned over your body to place a kiss to the top of your spine, continuing all the way down your back, whispering sweet praises between each kiss until he reached your lower back, repeating the same motion all the way back up, the way you giggled breathlessly at the feeling making him smile into your skin.
you watched with blurry vision as he rounded the sofa to stand at your side, wordlessly offering his arms to you. you strained as you lifted your body upright, leon bending down slightly so you could wrap your arms around his neck a little easier before pressing his forearm to the back of your knees, lifting you bridal style, his other hand holding your back.
“gonna clean you up, okay?” he murmured, placing a kiss on your forehead as he carried you upstairs. you just hummed in response, nuzzling your face into his neck, your eyes closing and mind blanking, only really getting snippets of him cleaning you off and clothing you, taking in your surroundings as you felt yourself placed on something soft, recognising leon’s bedroom as he pulled the duvet over you, your mind going completely blank as sleep consumed you but not before you felt a gentle kiss placed on your forehead.
