Adrien And Marinette Kiss In Bed Novels & Stories

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.

"But how do we... “By cell phone, of course, silly. Adrian's words came out slurred. - So what are you waiting for? - A kiss. he muttered shamelessly. I pressed my lips to Adrian's cheek as he took another picture, and we sent it to Pierre. His response was almost instantaneous. What the hell is going on? I smiled as I took Adrian's cell phone to answer. I like Adrian. His answer was funny. What? Adrian smiled as he took his cell back and answered. I love Adrian. He is incredible The device almost fell out of his hands when he suddenly touched it. Pierre's name appeared on the screen. — Pierre! “Adrian and I said it together. "What the fuck is this?" He looked upset. “What the hell are you g

I still don't look up, making him sigh. "Fine!" He says after just a minute passes with me sitting quietly. Then he leans forward, grabs my chin and tilts my face, quickly pecking my lips. "Satisfied?" He asks pulling away and staring at my eyes as I smile at him. I shake my head and once again press my lips on his. "Now satisfied," I mumble, enjoying the sight of his bright red cheeks. Adrien was so immersed in the game that he didn't see anything. After he finishes his game, I take the seat in front of the computer and start playing. A few minutes later, I hear the door click open followed by a high-pitched squeal.

He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist. "Damn, I am addicted now with you, not only to your kiss but also to your smiles and personality." He whispered and it was also the moment where I got addicted to something that I never thought I would like in my whole life.

He grabbed Susan's hand suddenly, and from the way he looked at her, she knew what he wanted. In less than a minute, he pressed his lips against hers and hugged her body to the wall, caressing as many parts of her as he could get his hands on, she didn't draw back, in fact she held on to him, and pressed her body to his even more. She sucked on his lips as he did hers, not giving him room to even catch his breath, he finally drew back and smiling sheepishly watched as Susan began to strip herself of her clothes, but he hardly saw anything before it all went dark, after a steel gun hit the back of his head.

Her arms came up around my neck, her gaze trapping mine, and I let myself take her in properly—her lashes, the slight part of her lips, the way her chest rose and fell just a little too fast. She was nervous and trying not to show it — and it was wrecking me. "How about some music?" Madison's voice cut in from somewhere behind us. "Let's make it a little more entertaining." Fuck Madison. My eyes didn't move from Adriana's. "Time starts now. Music." The opening notes of Chris Brown's “Under The Influence,” came through the speakers, slow and sensual, his voice filling the room like it was made for exactly this moment, and Adriana held my gaze for one long second before she started moving.

They lay there for a moment, basking in the warmth of each other's presence. Slowly, Adriel's eyes opened, his gaze burning with intensity. Emma's heart skipped a beat as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, gentle kiss. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own little bubble of love. As they deepened the kiss, Emma's arms wrapped around Adriel's neck, pulling him closer. A sudden knock came at the door, interrupting their good moment. Adriel's lips reluctantly left Emma's, his eyes never leaving hers as he slowly got out of bed. He wrapped himself in a robe, his movements fluid and graceful.