Ao3 Fleur Novels & Stories

Her eyes flash upward, shining with a dark, wet heat, her mouth still wrapped around me. I thrust down gently, guiding her to take more of my aching cock faster as the peak crashes over me, "Fleur, baby, I'm close... I'm going to cum." She looks up at me, her eyes giving permission, and I release inside her throat as she takes every single drop. Pulling her up gently, I hook a finger under her chin, kissing her smiling lips while my thumb traces her swollen mouth, “Now, let me worship you, my Fleur."

After taking Emily's so-called traditional remedy, Adrian had experienced a brief period of apparent improvement, but his condition soon deteriorated drastically. Lydia panicked. She tried to reach out to me, pleading for my return to complete the wedding with her son. She even promised that the Quirrel family would pay any price if I returned, but I refused. I had repaid my debt to the Quirrels in my past life. Under Susan's swift and decisive action, the preparations for my marriage to Charlie progressed at lightning speed. She even invited the most renowned astrologer in the city to select the best day. "Claire, the astrologer says the 26th of this month is the best day for your wedding,"

] He would write on and on. [Once she's gone, we'll spend some time together. Remember that cool place abroad you wanted to check out?] [Holly, you're my number one. Always. This thing with Cecilia? It's just for show, for my parents' sake.] [And hey, you promised not to go to the Ocean Sonata Cup, right? Stick with that. Stay home and we'll have our own time.] [Holly, I love you.] Holly had been on the balcony when she read that. If she had not seen Luke tenderly pick up a flower that slipped into Cecilia's hair and tucked it away like a treasured keepsake, she might have kept fooling herself into believing Luke still cared for her.

“Ms. Jensen, your partner and the kids are amazing. You’re really lucky. “Your arm would have been fine with just some ointment. But they insisted you stay in the hospital and took care of you the whole time.” Moon smiled. Pride shone in her eyes. Julian walked in with the two boys. He handed her the bouquet he was holding, and a warm smile spread across his face. “Your discharge papers are ready. The boys picked these flowers this morning. Congratulations on getting out of the hospital!” Zayden and Yannick leaned in on either side. “Ms. Jensen, look! There are still dewdrops on the flowers!” “Ms. Jensen, these flowers are as pretty as you!”

When I open my mouth, I am even shocked at the immense calm that accompanies my words. “How did you manage for her to slip away from your fingers? In a place where you’ve had her surrounded?” He splays his fingers to gesture. “Like a poof of air…she vanished. I can’t believe you, Je…Jay. They have been messing with that flower for years, you know what it can do.” My hands curl into a tight fist, my fingernails digging crescent ridges into my palm to hold back the scalding heat roaring through my veins.

He's not my boyfriend for crying out loud! After finishing shopping, Alex took us to a tourist spot. Belle coincidentally met her childhood friends there. She got busy with them leaving me with her perverted brother who's busy checking out every girl around us. I silently started appreciating the beauty of the nature that surrounded us. The chirping of birds, the sounds of water, the cool breeze passing by, the laughter of children, the romance of young couples. When I felt a hand on my shoulder, I panicked while turning around to look at the intruder.

I wasn't about to wreck a home. "So dumb." I wipe my eyes on my knees, but the tears don't stop. I look up and can see people making their way through the trees towards me. I sniff and rest my chin on my hands. My eyes trail down, and through my blurry vision, I can see dozens and dozens of flowers blooming around me. I furrow my brow, wiping at my eyes again and moving to sit on my knees and crouch over the flowers. I hadn't wiped my hands on the ground, but they were still blooming. Pink ones, purple, white. Still smaller than a quarter, but slightly bigger than the last ones I made bloom. And there were a lot more of these too. They continued to appear around where I sat as I watched.

He showed him in every way possible that he was his special and precious someone. At the beginning, their life might not have been that lively. But after meeting each other it got more colourful. At first the other lost hope and a heart to love but after tormenting seasons he still found a time to bloom. Like a flower withering in harsh conditions, it picks up after being cared for. For Lui Xian, Feng Shao was his Lotus Flower. THE END

She opened her mouth, but words weren't coming out, and she exhaled. Her eyes rolled onto the bouquet lying beside her, "uh! why did you send me these flowers, Rudra?" She asked with narrowed eyes. His gaze wasn't soft anymore with her question. "I sent those to you because you liked them. If you don't like roses, tell me what you like. I'll give those to you." He said in a rigid tone. "I don't understand the reason for sending these flowers, Rudra" She snapped back. "I like you, Tanvi, so I thought we could have a date and arranged it."

This oil could be handy in future warfare. Of course, I didn't stop. I kept my tongue on her pussy, licking and blowing it. I'm in a trance. Just waiting for Fleur's wave of cum. one after another. I watch her moan and transitioning to hissing from the pain. She had her fourth orgasm. She was already screaming for me to stop. Her voice echoed in the whole room and whoever passes by surely can hear her cries. "Please, Mario, stop it already; it's already burning me, please please, I'll do anything,"-cried Fleur