Deku And Uraraka Kiss 소설 & 이야기

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.”

Their lips met in a slow, careful kiss—tender and full of unspoken feelings. Suddenly, a small voice broke the moment. “Are you guys, like, kissing?” Derek’s head peeked around the doorframe, eyes wide but not moving. Matteo pulled back with a laugh. “Derek! What are you doing here?” Derek shrugged. “I was drawing, but I guess I’m seeing things now.” Derek rolled his eyes but smiled. “I don’t see anything.” Matteo grinned. “really?" Derek closed his eyes tightly. “I still don’t see anything.”

Vyrelen asked, and his eyes widened with surprise and hope. "Yes, of course I love you," Dika said matter of factly. "If I did not love you at all, do you really think I would do this?" And then without any warning at all, Dika tilted her head forward and pressed her lips against his in a kiss. This action surprised Vyrelen quite a bit and he froze for just a second. But then he returned the kiss eagerly, wrapping his arms around her. As they kissed, his shadows began surrounding them both, swirling around their bodies like black mist. And soon enough the shadows dispersed and faded away, and when they cleared, Dika and Vyrelen were no longer standing in his room anymore. ***

"Well, then, I suppose we'd better make up for lost time." With a wicked glitter in her eye, Yuria kissed Caleb's lips, her tongue slipping past his opened lips in a delectable assault that left him reeling. It was a dizzying, addictive dance, a push and pull of need and dominance that threatened to destroy them both with its ferocious intensity.

The man chuckled, pulled her closer and kissed her gently. That simple touch made Deamaru feel hot. She hugged Aznar tighter and reached for his lips herself. A light laugh was heard. The man's hands slid down the girl's back, washing off the remaining paint, causing a strange feeling of languor and desire. And as if leaving invisible, but sensitive traces. The man leaned over, inhaling the scent of his mate again, rubbed his cheek, and then suddenly bit his earlobe lightly. Deamara flinched as a warm wave pierced her body.

Her chest rose and fell in shallow bursts, eyes dazed, lips trembling. Su walked to her, heels clicking, cum dripping with every step. The chaos around them blurred—moans, screams, thrusts—all meaningless compared to this moment. She knelt down, her shadow falling over Aika. Aika blinked up at her, recognition flickering in her ruined eyes. She pressed her lips to Aika’s. Aika gasped against the kiss, soft, broken, trembling. Her eyes widened, pupils blown. She tasted the cum still on Su’s tongue, the heat, the rawness, and whimpered into her mouth.

He brought out his tongue and did a light flip on her neck. Aeris shut her eyes and her mouth let out a raspy breath deprived moan. That seem to tug at Declan's last string and he kissed her neck deeply. "I need you, Aro'ka aro'lu"

Aurora opened her eyes, confused. "What's wrong?" she asked, looking at him. Derek smiled, placing his hand on her cheek. "My mouth is still bitter from the herb," he said, chuckling. "I wouldn't want you tasting it during the kiss." Aurora rolled her eyes, laughing. "You're such a tease," she said, playfully hitting his arm. Derek grinned, pulling her into a tight embrace. "I'm sorry," he said, kissing the top of her head. "I just want everything to be perfect between us."

Touching the perfect sculpture formed from the routine sports activity. “This is yours.” Saka guided Karina’s hand to touch her stomach even more. “It’s all yours.” Saka pulled Karina's waist, crushing Karina's lips gently. But slowly the kiss became demanding. Saka's hands did not stay still. Karina was made to scream in pleasure. This morning was indeed theirs. Touching, caressing and satisfying each other. After their hot lovemaking, Saka lay down hugging Karina from behind. “Happy birthday,” whispered Saka while kissing Karina’s neck.