Adrien Kissing Novels & Stories

Slowly, he leans in until I can feel his warm breath fanning my skin. I’d regret it later, but right now, I just want to live in this moment. Before I can stop myself, I press my lips to his. Without hesitation, he cuffs my neck with his large palm, weakening me completely. The kiss is rough, hungry, as if we had been waiting to do this for a very long time. I could never get enough of him. Every nerve in my body wants more. “Mommy?” Adrien’s tiny voice sounds, and we quickly jerk away from the kiss.

His closeness… It sucked the air from me completely, every damn time. The thoughts disappeared when he leaned close and pressed his lips to my cheek, his eyes on Adrien the whole time. “I'm the only one allowed to hurt her, Adrien. In whatever way I please.” He began a torturous shower of kisses down my neck, his hands slowly moving up and down my arm. What was he doing? My inner thighs wasted no second getting slick with heat. “Do we have an understanding?” Adrien grinned, the sight devilishly charming. “I guess we'll see about that. I mean, if humans were as soft as your wife, then I'd eat them everyday. I'd paint my face with their juices.”

Adrien, meanwhile, brings his mouth close to hers, waiting for her to make a choice. Louise opens her eyes. Her gaze is feverish. Then she gives in. With a simple movement, she clings to Adrien and kisses him with an uncontrollable hunger. Adrien Her kiss is brutal, almost desperate. Our tongues mingle with burning urgency, and her nails cling to my t-shirt, as if she's afraid I'll disappear. Noah is there too, his breath ragged. His hands slide over her hips, her stomach, brush against the too-thin fabric still separating us.

I lock it. Adrian stares at me. His chest rises once, hard. “Celeste.” “Stop saying my name like that,” I whisper. “Just—” I push him back against the wall and kiss him. The effect is instant. His mouth crashes into mine, rough, hungry. My lip gloss smears across his lips. His hands grip my waist, pulling me closer until my chest presses into him. I gasp against his mouth. “Fuck—Adrian—” “You think I haven’t wanted this?” His teeth drag my lower lip. His hand fists in my hair. “I’ve been holding back for months.”

He struggled to hold back his own groans from the sheer heat of it. He drove in and out of her, her core fitting him to perfection. He kissed her lips again as he pumped rhythmically. Her passage was slick and pooling with their heated desire. He sped up his strokes, and as Adeline bit her lip, his mouth traveled down to her neck, kissing, sucking, and lightly nipping at her skin.

[Ayu's POV] My head was lowered while walking towards the class. Some people noticed me, not as usual. I thought, is there something wrong with my appearance today? I felt a hand wrapped around my waist, suddenly made me turn to the side and suddenly a man gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Morning, my girlfriend" said the man. I rolled my eyes in embarrassment. I pushed his shoulders, to get away from me. I'm afraid there are teachers who see our romantic scene. If caught, really embarrassing, right?

Nathan’s lips curved into a playful smirk, and that expression was the final push Shaun needed. Without thinking, Shaun grabbed the front of Nathan’s shirt and smashed his lips against his. The kiss was rough, violent, and fueled entirely by anger. Shaun kissed him deliberately, teeth scraping against Nathan’s lip as a harsh sound escaped his throat. He bit him before pulling away, laughter spilling from his mouth. “How does that feel?” Shaun mocked. “Disgusting, right? You just kissed a guy. You probably feel like throwing up. That’s what you get for messing with me.”

The intensity between us grew, a spark that started in my chest, as it had before for him, only this time it grew with each long look and his gentle fingers pressed against my wrists. He leaned in and kissed my nose. He hovered there and I didn't move. He tilted his head, kissing my lips. I remained still, kissing him back. It was a light kiss, but he kept it going soft and steady. His tongue teased my lips and I welcomed it. He made a delightful noise and leaned into me, tongue darting into my mouth. I leaned far back trying not to fall. My hand searched for something to hold to, I grabbed hold of his shoulder and then the back of his neck.

“Do you want it to be?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn’t hungry. It wasn’t desperate. It was deliberate. It said everything he couldn’t say in words. I kissed back slowly, letting the question melt. When we broke apart, neither of us moved. He was the first to speak. “That felt... right.” I nodded. “It did.” He bit his lip. “So?” “So?” I echoed. He leaned back, tucking his head under moonlight. “So... what is this then? Casual, serious, somewhere in between?”

He kissed the tip of my nose and reached into his pocket. "I want to make sure it doesn't hurt," he whispered to me, and then kissed me again. I nodded at him to say okay. I could not see what he was doing, but I heard the pop of a tube and then it closing shut. Then Todd turned back to me and kissed me gently. His fingers moved under my dress again and gently headed to my core, teasing as gently as he had been doing, and my inconsistent breaths came back as though they had never left.