Batman Kissing Novels & Stories

Damien was kissing her. Slowly, Damien pulled away and chuckled seeing the other's flabbergasted expression. Mystique blinked, she blinked again trying to apprehend what just took place as she could still feel the other's lips, sending a tingling sensation through her body. "Don't stare too much" Damien whispered beside Zhan's ear, biting her earlobe. Mystique body shivers in delight. Bending, he swept her off her feet, carrying her in bridal style. Damien winked down at his cute bunny who shyly buried her face in his chest.

Vermilion specks began crowding his emeralds and I knew he wasn’t playing. I nodded with a smile to ease him, sliding my palms up and down his pectorals. “Watch out for those bats.” “Whatever you say, my Queen.” He chuckled, giving me one last lingering kiss before teleporting, leaving me kissing air with my tongue sticking out. -

“Are you sur-“He started, but I closed my hand gently around his neck and dove into a famished kiss. The nervousness of kissing Carter was all gone. We kissed so much these last few weeks, our lips felt almost foreign without each other. Carter sighed and returned my gesture with as much hunger, our tongues wrestling sweetly in a combat of dominance. Dominance that I wilfully yielded when Carter’s hands travelled down my backside. Carter had a weird obsession with my butt. He would rest his head on it while he played on his PS5 or he would slap it every given chance, commenting how jiggly it was. Whenever we kissed in bed, he’d like to lift my leg over his waist in order to have more access

gesturing to me for Damon. Damon didn't hesitate either, taking my face in his hands and pressing his lips to mine. My fingers wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. His hands slowly traveled down my body, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake and stopping just on my waist, gripping them tightly. I heard cheering and claps and some wolf whistles in the background but didn't pay much attention as I was too engulfed in this mind-blowing kiss to react.

After explaining, Xyla Quest started chuckled in a low voice. “Like this…” Stanley Batton said calmly. After that, he rolled over with a satisfied look on his face. He held Xyla tightly in his arms. Xyla couldn’t resist chuckling a little. “Do you know what you look like now?” “What?” Stanley asked. “You look like a giant pot of jealousy… The kind that’s filled to the brim… Mmph…” Before Xyla could finish her sentence, a passionate kiss silenced her.

She had a smile as if she wasn’t feeling devastated earlier. “It’s not something like that,” he corrected her immediately before she could think of a deeper meaning of the kiss. “He’s just thankful, and he paid back through a kiss.” “People don’t do that when they’re thankful. It occurs to people who are close to each other. But when it’s about Yric, I think he likes you.” She even pointed her finger and drew a heart shape in the air that only annoyed him more. “Do you know that you’re not helping?”

“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?”

I shook my head while fidgeting nervously with my fingers, "No, he didn't." She forcefully pulled out a chair, slammed the small white bottle onto the table, and then produced a pair of handcuffs. With a sharp click, she fastened them around my wrists.

On the day, male and female Slayers exchanged hand-drawn greeting cards, Siam tulips (Artic parrayas in the case of the North) and chocolates. “Kokuhaku… my God.” Aki blushed and covered her mouth because she didn’t want to smile in embarrassment and unintentionally offend Sasha. Temujin also squirmed where he sat because he had never experienced making a romantic proposal, obviously because there were very few opportunities in the mines. He could only imagine how nervous Sasha must’ve felt putting his ego in the line like that, vulnerable to being crushed by a rejection. “Exactly,” Sasha said, guessing what the other two were thinking. “I also had to learn how to make honmei choco.”

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.