Anime Guy Kiss Novels & Stories

Not wanting to unplug anything, I sit down and hold her hand. I just sit there for a few minutes not knowing what to do and then I remembered a movie where someone was in a coma and their true love kissed them on the lips. After they did that and called their name, the love interest woke up. Thinking it corny at first, I decided not to do it, but then realizing that the nurse was due to come in any minute to kick me out, I stand up and give it a shot.

I swear, his tongue was laced with an aphrodisiac because I latched on to it and immediately moved closer, needing more. He fisted my hair in both his hands and backed me toward the sofa. When the backs of my knees hit the cushions, I began to lower myself, and he came with me most of the way until suddenly, he broke the kiss to pull back and study me. The moment my spine hit the couch with my hair splaying around my face, he grinned and set a knee between mine while burying one of his hands in my hair. He began to lower himself on top of me before stopping a few inches from contact. His gaze fell to my mouth. “What’s your favorite movie?”

"Let me do this. Let me prove I can do one thing on my own." "You're coming back in a few days. A week, maximum," he says sternly. "And I'll be one call away, to come get you whenever you need. Got it?" "Okay Kastriv, I got it." He stares at me, breathing heavily, contemplating something. I go to pull away, but he yanks me against his torso, and kisses me. The force of the kiss nearly knocks me off my feet, his grip on my waist painfully tight. I gasp against his mouth, gripping his shirt to keep myself standing.

His words startled and excited me, but before my brain could analyze and process them, his hand was around the back of my neck and his lips were on mine. His mouth was hot and insistent as he pressed it against mine. I fought for a moment, but his grip was too strong and his kiss too sweet. It was a kiss I had craved for two years and had tried to convince myself I could do without. I wanted to give in to him completely, but I was still too angry to budge even an inch. Instead, I just stood there like a statue as he kissed me. I was furious and turned on beyond anything I could imagine. After a moment, he pulled back and searched my face.

And he has a Chinese writing tattoo on the side of his neck. He is still wearing the same vest from morning and the dark jeans. Wait, he looks like Ethan. Yes, I remember now, that’s exactly who it is. Ethan Guvaski, my first kiss and middle school crush. How is he here though? He was the one from this morning too, but his head was bowed in the morning so I couldn’t recognize him. He has changed a lot. It’s been so many years. I stopped being friends with him after those girls scratched my face in middle school. I felt really stupid for doing that right now.

The Lizzy he knew was very good at kissing, and they would have a hot kiss. "Kiss me back," asked Asher. Cerise's heart raced. All the blood seemed to run under her feet. She covered her eyes as Asher sucked her lower lip and sucked her tongue. It was disgusting at first, but Cerise tried to move. She took turns sucking Asher's tongue. The man smiled. Even though she was amateur and stiff, Asher felt like he was reunited with Lizzy. Asher pushed Lizzy's body against the wall and squeezed the girl's hair, and it was like he was teaching Lizzy how to kiss.

says Ayame and holds Akihiko by his collar. “Um… I thought you were gonna wait for 3 more minutes?” asks Yasuhiro hesitatingly. Ayame looks at him with a demonic face and says- “Well, let’s just say my patience has run out.” “It’s been seconds though…” “Special move: Slap flux!” she says while constantly slapping and whacking his face left and right getting him to wake up. He finally wakes up with a pufferfish like face and says with determination, “Whitsu wan! WI’m Wedy!”

I pulled out my phone to reduce the awkwardness when I saw a new message from the anonymous chat “Guess the new girl can't stay away from taken boys” and then a blurry photo of Max and I kissing”.

"Quickly put on your gown and get off me!" "My phone?" Anne reiterated, demanding the item she had been requesting. "Tsk!" Kaivan grumbled. With a sigh of frustration, he retrieved his phone from his pants pocket and handed it over to Anne. "Don't you want to have some fun with me first?" Anne continued to tease the muscular man. "No way! I've already told you, you're not my type," Kaivan flatly refused. "So, hurry up and get off!" Anne laughed, thoroughly satisfied that her actions had rendered the man helpless. Slowly, Anne put her gown back on. However, before it was fully adjusted, with a bold move, she leaned down and planted a sudden kiss on Kaivan's lips, shocking him even further.

He saw the way my bright, glowing face dimmed. He saw the way I shrank beneath Annaida’s smirk. He noticed Alex’s hand on my shoulder. And something shifted in him. He took a step back from Annaida, nodded politely to the chief guest — a legendary boxer who’d come to present the official title belt — and thanked him quickly. Then he turned. Walked straight toward me. And kissed me. Right there, in front of everyone. His kiss was firm. Warm. Claiming. Yet it felt like a subtle slap from Damon to Annaida for hurting me.