Draco And Harry Kiss Novels & Stories

I gasped and swallowed several times and I was a bit alarmed when Draco stood up and approached me. It knelt in front of me and I looked at it. "Why can't I bear seeing you like this?" This is a poor promise to me. His eyes are full of emotion, and pain, and somewhat he looks like he is longing. He held my bound left hand with his right hand. "I missed you..." he whispered to me, and all the hair on my body would stand on end. "So damn much." And I was just surprised when he crossed the distance between the two of us, his lips landed on mine. I couldn't move because of the shock. But a whirlwind came down rushing through my chest. His kiss struck me. This is impossible. This is way impossibl

A forehead kiss from Harry. What the hell does that even mean?

, Harry said and leaned in closer. Harry's eyes were filled with sincerity as he leaned in closer, his breath warm and sweet. He gently cupped Anastasia's face, his fingers tracing the delicate lines of her jaw. Time seemed to stand still as he closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. It was soft and slow, full of unspoken emotions and promises. Harry's kiss conveyed his deep affection and longing, every touch a testament to the love he professed. Anastasia felt her heart melt as she responded, the world around them fading away, leaving just the two of them in a moment of pure, undeniable connection.

“I’ve been trying my best to keep up with your complicated life. You’re rude, so rude, and you have no regard for anyone.” My words poured out like venom. “I asked you to stop, but you wouldn’t listen to me. You wanted to prove what? What, Mr. Draco Fester?” His eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, time froze. Then, in a swift motion, his lips plunged into mine. The kiss was intense, passionate, and unexpected. I felt my resistance melt away, replaced by a spark of attraction. As we broke apart for air, I whispered, “What are we doing, Mr. Draco?”

I must be crazy to have gotten attracted to these two. Draco's eyes gleamed with excitement. “That's what I thought.” He closed the gap between us and kissed me gently. When I parted my lips on instinct, he deepened the kiss, his tongue slid against mine in lazy strokes. Marius’s hands settled on my hips, his thumbs brushed my skin, sending shivers up my spine. I whimpered into Draco's mouth the second Marius’s hot lips touched my neck. He slowly opened his mouth and gently bit down, not enough to hurt, just enough to make my knees tremble.

Draco commanded with fierce fire burning in his eyes… simultaneously Jasmine felt her dagger Rune which was encircled with a dragon around it in spiral on her chest glowing bright Jasmine was stunned seeing Draco such aggressive look… “Dr… Drac….” Jasmine parted her lips and tried to speak however before she had any opportunity Draco quickly pulled back his hand from her chin in flash second he slammed his wet warm lips on her cold ones…. and started kissing her intensely…. Jasmine didn’t resisted him and later what happened between them lasted for couple of hours until Draco and Jasmine both slept together cuddling each other….

Draco looks at her again with a nonchalant gaze and he picks up the glass that had slipped from his hand, about to stand up when the lady beside him throws her leg across him and gently pushes down on his chest, “Oh no you don’t, you’re all mine tonight sweetie. The little bird can have you later and why’s she even calling you that name?” She sits across him on his legs and straddles him and the sound of them kissing shatters what is left of Raven’s heart. She gasps softly, her heart ceases to beat and she stops struggling with Mouse. If she ever pictured a world where she met Draco again, it never involved him kissing another woman in front of her. Draco breaks the kiss and presses the lady

“Do you remember the anagrams in the pinball machine? Words are traps for ideas. I don’t need to say them because you already know.” “How will I know if you don’t say them?” “Because it’s our hearts that are speaking to each other.” “I see…” Sasha blushed. Normally timid, this time he bent down slightly to kiss Aki on the forehead. Aki closed her eyes at the gentle, cold touch of his lips. “You tell me this now?” she whispered. Afterwards, they both walked out of the antechamber into separate rooms and their shy glances over their shoulders were the last they ever saw of each other.

His chest tightened, his breath caught, and for a heartbeat the world fell away. He didn’t hesitate. His hands cupped Davina’s face, trembling with reverence, and he pulled her close. Their lips met in a kiss that was not just passion, but a vow sealed in fire and forgiveness. It was raw, consuming, tender, and fierce all at once — a kiss that spoke of battles fought, scars carried, and love reborn. It was twelve years of longing, of battles fought, of wounds healed. The hall erupted in applause, but Damon heard nothing. All he felt was Davina — her tears mingling with his, her smile breaking against his lips, her heart beating in rhythm with his own.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.