That was her first kiss...

Was all Marinette could think about that night as she relived that crazy Valentine's Day.

It was supposed to be saved for her beloved, not for her partner in crime.

It was so wrong that her lips still tingle at the thought of that rushed feverish kiss.

It was so wrong that her heart ached every time she reminded herself that Chat didn't remember a single bit of it.

It was wrong that her body yearned for his touch.

But...

Why did it feel so right?

LNIL/N

Don't even ask it was an idea.

Not a very good idea but I wanted to rip some hearts out so....

Did I achieve that?