Batman Kissing Superman Novels & Stories

At first, Viktor was taken aback by the suddenness of the gesture, but he quickly melted into the kiss, responding with equal fervor. Their lips moved together in a dance of passion and grief, seeking solace and comfort in each other's embrace. Viktor's arms wrapped around Kamala, pulling her close to him, and Kamala melted into his touch, her body craving his warmth. The kiss deepened, and their tongues tangled in a dance of longing and desire. Kamala's grief momentarily faded as she lost herself in the moment, feeling a raw, intense connection with Viktor that transcended words. Their hands explored each other's bodies, seeking solace and comfort in the intimacy they shared. Viktor's touch

The man's tears increased which calmed the woman. "Chaos. I-I don't mean I'm going away, I-we can't talk anymore. We can still be friends--" "Friend?" The man laughed simply "So you treat me as a friend? Just a friend?" His gaze deepened on the woman. "Chaos, listen--" The woman's eyes widened when the man suddenly kissed her. It touched both of her cheeks and even more covered her entire lip. Khione had her eyes open, while Hades continue to savor the moment. He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it.

Arka crashed his lips onto Bima’s. This wasn't a kiss for a game. This wasn't acting. The second their lips met, Bima felt his entire world crumble. Arka didn't just press his lips against his; he devoured them with a pure, primal hunger. The kiss was wild, deep, and filled with a lethal declaration of ownership. It was as if Arka wanted to prove to everyone in the room that the lips they had seen laughing earlier were his territory alone.

he chuckled and my half of my lips grinned at him. "Well, and this..." I leaned forward to kiss him and I felt his hands pushing me more to him. I was impressed that he never tried to moved his hands to try touching me, he was a gentleman not like other guy s who just wanted to touch my body and didn't hesitate to do it on public, but this guy was indeed kissing me back but he has respect to my body. "Damn it! Zoren!" a man shouted and this guy immediately broke the kiss and stared at the man behind me. He looked surprised but he just winked.

Of all the impossible things I imagined could happen, being kissed by Atlas Lawson himself was not one of them. He gently pulls me closer, and my heart drops as his scent hits me. His eyes lock onto mine, steady and unyielding, making my pulse race wildly. “Pretend this never happened,” he whispers, his breath hot against my skin as his massive hands cradle my face. “Suppress your powers.” I nod, gulping hard. I feel him suppressing his own powers as his lips brush mine in soft, deliberate, and sensual kiss. The touch sends a chill racing down my spine. I almost forget I’m alive when his tongue meets mine, deepening the kiss.

There were a sudden pause in our part as if we forgot this part of the ceremony. Randall leaned in, his touch gentle yet firm as he cupped my face. His kiss was unexpectedly tender, with a faint smell of musk, it was warm, powdery, and sweet. It was a brief moment, but in that stolen breath, a connection sparked, a promise whispered.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

Kendrick grasps my breast in his hand and kisses me lovingly as I moan into his mouth. I feel myself climb higher as Cyrus continues thrusting his finger, adding another just as Samson bites down on the bud of my nipple. A whimper escapes my lips as I come undone, hitting my climax, feeling myself leak juice that Cyrus laps up, not missing a single drop. Samson releases my nipple and kisses my cheek, sliding under me where Duron is. I feel Samson’s erection poking my back, and my cheeks flush. Cyrus comes up and kisses me passionately with his hand on my cheek.

“Every day, Damian. And I’ve never been more certain about anything in my life.” Moments stretched into silence, heavy with significance. Damian’s lips hovered near hers, hesitant yet undeniable in their pull. Slowly, they closed the distance, sharing a kiss that was both a promise and a confession. It was a kiss that carried months of tension, whispered fears, and unspoken devotion. Each second reinforced the bond they had forged—unbreakable, undeniable, and deeply human.

“If I could take away all your hurt, I would do that in a heartbeat, Superstar. You need to know how much you mean to me. You mean everything.” A tear drops to my cheek. Calum’s lips press to mine, but we don’t kiss. Going again, he teases me with his lips, taking my bottom lip between his. His tongue runs over my lip, he slides it into my mouth and I open up for him. I’m consumed by his taste. Mint. Smoke. Donuts. My hands loop around his neck, and I accept all he has to offer. We break away to catch our breath, but that second with our lips apart feels too long, and he leans in to continue the kiss. His hands drop to my chest. A squeeze of my boob and I moan into his mouth. I shiver at the