Adrien And Marinette Kiss In Bed Novels & Stories

Serena pov Adrian leaned in far too close, his scorching breath brushing my ear like a silent tease. In the past, my body would have melted at that alone. But this time, nothing. Worse—I felt a wave of nausea. I reached out to push him back. My palm had barely touched his chest when he tilted his head and claimed my lips. It caught me completely off guard. I couldn't dodge in time, and the kiss landed full and firm. I used to love kissing Adrian—craved it, even. He was so disciplined: no smoking, no drinking. Kissing him felt like sinking into cool mint morning mist, addictive and intoxicating. This time, though, I turned my head before he could take more. He didn't notice my resistance. His

MERET The door had barely latched behind us before Adrian’s hands were on me, shoving me back against the smooth mahogany paneling as his mouth claimed mine. The kiss was filthy, demanding, and utterly devoid of patience. My brain short-circuited. For a moment, nothing else existed. The hotel, the staff, the risk, the life I'd left behind. I didn't care about any of it. All I could feel was the bruising weight of his body pressed against mine.

Before she had time to react, Ralius leaned down and kissed Marin lightly on the lips, as if he was a little displeased, he bit her lip and then reluctantly pulled away. In her heart of terror, she lay motionless, not daring to open her eyes, reassuring herself that perhaps this was a dream. Because Marin was wearing a halter top, Tu Phong's hand moved down, skimming his nose, chin, neck to collarbone, he stopped, he couldn't help but sucked on the soft bare shoulder, leaving a red silver mark.

I gulped down the fruity beverage with one sip and almost choked at the end. Mr Arrogant patted my backside until I felt good enough and then he came to my view, still smiling like he won a war. He came close and whispered in my ear "You know, you look absolutely hot when you are angry and well I am "Ethan Maxwell" not "Mr Arrogant." Saying this with an amusing expression, he kissed my cheek like no one was watching and dropped my hand from his gentle grasp. Ethan walked to the spot where Elle, Mrs Maxwell, Victoria were chatting.

I pressed my lips then hard against his wanting to show my gratitude for him giving in to me and prayed that I could figure out a way to help Jessica get away with it, not looking like I helped her or that she fled. Damon once again pulled from the kiss and said, “I think I need to talk to this doctor to see what he meant by taking it easy.” I began to giggle as he then moved to kiss my neck making me giggle even harder. “Damon!” I said through the giggles. “What?” Damon said as he continues to tickle my neck. Before I could protest, I heard someone clear their throat and Damon and I both turned in the direction it came from. My face instantly began to blush when I saw Marvin standing there

“I’m going to shower, really fast.” Damien’s grin was dangerously charming. His eyes, usually so calm, held a playful spark, a hint of something deeper. “Yes, I did forget something, Adrian. I forgot to take my rewards.” Before I could even react, before I could utter another word, he was right there. His hand cupped my jaw, his thumb stroking my cheek as he tilted my head just so. Then, his lips crashed onto mine. It wasn’t a gentle kiss; it was wild, fierce, hungry. A devouring kiss that stole the air from my lungs and sent a rush of heat through my entire body.

It seemed like Adrien wasn't being affected by this kiss at all, it also seemed like he forgot we were in the boy's bathroom. After a few seconds past, Adrien detached his lips from my own and I felt like I could breathe again. He then pulled the back of my hair harshly, causing my head to pull back as well; a small quick groan escaped my lips from the sudden slightly painful pull. He attached his lips onto my jaw and started trailing small continuous kisses down my jawline and neck. He stopped right next to my Adam's apple and began to lick the small area, a small groan echoed throughout the bathroom's walls. After licking that area for a few seconds, he started to harshly suck on the bare

His gaze dropped to my lips, intense and unblinking. "Just like old times," I whispered, my heart beginning to hammer against my ribs. "Better than old times," Adrian corrected, his voice dropping into that dark, velvety register. "Because this time, nobody is coming to knock on the door." He leaned down and kissed me. The kiss was deep, wet, and heavy with a desperate, crushing passion. The buoyancy of the water made everything feel weightless, yet his grip on me was unyielding, anchoring me to his chest. I tangled my fingers in his wet hair, pulling him closer, tasting the clean water and the fierce, possessive hunger that always consumed him whenever he held me. He groaned low in his thro

Flipping it open, he retrieves a condom. Marco holds the condom in his hand, his gaze never leaving Sade’s. Slowly, he steps closer to her, the space between them disappearing. He cups her face gently, tilting it upward, and leans in to give her a deep, romantic kiss. It’s soft yet firm, a kiss filled with both tenderness and intent. When the kiss ends, their foreheads rest against each other for a brief moment, their breaths mingling. Without a word, Marco takes her hand and guides her to the bed. They sit down together, the quiet anticipation filling the room.

Adrian whispered, his voice vibrating against her lips just a second before his mouth closed over hers. The kiss wasn't like the hurried, desperate embraces they had shared during the dark days of the Sterling threat. This kiss was deep, slow, and saturated with a profound, mutual victory. Adrian’s lips were firm, commanding yet unbelievably tender as he tasted her, his tongue tracing the seam of her mouth until she opened for him with a soft moan. He drank her in, his hands moving up to cup her face, his thumbs wiping away the residual tension from her jawline.