“One… two… three~”

Leon counts, as he kisses your face all over. You couldn’t help laughing, feeling his lips press on different parts of your face. He had his arms wrapped around your waist, his stubble tickling you as he kept giving you smooches all over your face.

Leon called them “birthday kiss”. He said he would give you as many kisses for how old you were turning, and he had no intention of stopping, no matter how much your squirmed about. He was getting a kick out of it, giving you loud and obnoxious kisses.

“Honey~” Leon teases, holding you tighter to him as he plants another kiss on your forehead. “If you keep squirming, I’ll draw these kisses out so you’re trap for longer. Is that what you want, to spend your birthday in my arms?”