Demon Slayer Kissing Novels & Stories

Only to pull away the next second as they stare at each other's eyes. This time Koishi learns in kissing his lips as it slowly turns passionate than before. Playing with the tongue and tugging over the bottom of the lip with their eyes closed. A low growl escapes from the Takeshi throat. “I will be with you Koishu and in return, you just have to be with me to never leave me never Koishi and I will never let you leave me” Koishi slapped himself right across the left side of his cheek making him close his eyes. Rubbing over the spot where he just slapped feeling the stinging sensation over it.

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.

Lana said as I think and look at Demonica. I look at Queen Veronica then to Lana. “Shall I kiss her? I mean… that might be a possibility. Let me just kiss her and try.” I said sounding like a child making them all look at me. I take a deep breath before I lean closely. I slowly press my lips into Demonica’s. Well, I can’t believe that her lips are as soft and taste like honey. Gush I feel like I am becoming a lesbian but then I feel something warm and light coming from my stomach. I close my eyes when suddenly I and Demonica shine. I pull her chin to open her mouth widely as I deepen the kiss. I feel like something warm is passing through my stomach up to my throat. Then I open my eyes and f

He holds out his hands, so I take them, trying not to think about how much larger they are compared to mine. "You should know that I find touching you abhorrent," I mutter. All I can think about is how many people have lost their lives to these hands. "I don't care what you're feeling, as long as it's something," he says. "Now. Try to relax. Concentrate on the connection between us." Releasing a long breath, I let my eyes flutter closed. Being a Demon is unique, it's special. It doesn't matter what most people say, I know that deep down, and through that, it allows me to connect to other's like me. Which is why I don't shy away from the connection between Keo and I.

he murmurs, his voice low and husky. With a sudden burst of passion, Dexter lunged towards her, his lips meeting hers in a searing kiss that left her reeling. The urgency of his embrace caught her off guard, and she found herself gasping for air as his kisses consumed her. It was as if he were trying to devour her, to claim her as his own.

I look up to see Kingsley smirking at me. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say, feigning innocence and as I refill my glass. “Don’t play dumb with me, Damon. I saw what you did,” he looks at me blankly. “What? Kiss my fiancée?” “You must suck at kissing then, because your fiancée clearly didn’t enjoy it,” he says with a smirk that is meant to rile me up and it works. My expression turns sour, “Shut the fuck up, dude!”

She moans and hisses inside my mouth as in this madness of forbidden desires I act harsh onto her soft lips, causing blood to draw from them. In the flow of kissing, actually eating her kiss up I let my hold loose on her while she was fisting on my shirt hem holding me from collar. And taking the advantage of me being drowned in the ecstasy of my forced but pure kiss, she pushes me hard. I stagger five steps behind while she grasps for oxygen and holds her chest. Did I go too harsh?, I ask my subconscious mind and he replies, "Of course you did, Demon." "What the hell was that? Have you lost it?", she barks aloud getting near me with her glaring fierce eyes.

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.

He walked right in front of the sofa where Samil and I were sitting. “Hello, brother dearest,” he chuckled wickedly. “Get out,” Samil hissed giving him the most hateful kind of the glare I had ever seen. “Oh, don't worry…” he smirked, “I'm not here for you, I came to see my lovely friend here, Kassandra,” he suddenly crouched down, grabbed my hand that Samil was previously holding and kissed it. I froze.

Damon’s smirk grew wider, dark and full of hunger. He moved toward Elias fast, slamming him back against the wall with a hard thud. Elias’s back hit the cold surface, and before he could even catch his breath, Damon crashed his lips onto his in a rough, hungry kiss. There was no warning, no softness, just pure need. Damon’s tongue pushed into Elias’s mouth, tasting him deeply, devouring him like he couldn’t get enough. Elias moaned into the kiss, his hands grabbing at Damon’s shoulders. The kiss was wet and aggressive, lips sliding, tongues fighting. Damon’s hands were everywhere — gripping Elias’s waist, pulling their bodies tight together.