Novel & Cerita Falling Into Your Smile Fanfiction

, "That! Your killer smile. Don't smile at me like that. You make me nervous." "What? I just. . . I smiled because I appreciated you cleaning my mouth. Thank you. It would have been embarrassing for me to leave and walk around campus with a coffee creame mustache. So. . . Thank you." He nods and closes his eyes. I smile, rocking back and forth slightly. "Fine! Your welcome. But just so you know, I'm immune to your charm. I see right through you." I say, cocking an eyebrow, looking away, and then smile at him.

I pulled the sheet up over my face so he wouldn't see me smile. L

I lean down, wiping the tears with my tongue. Salty. I love it. "I want to eat you." I move further, her fingers digging into my back. "All of you." She exhale deeply, holding my stare. "Eat you up. Then spit you right out." "Then eat you up again." I groan. "I want to slab right into you until you lose everything. All but my name." I wait for her to adjust to my full form before pushing further. "Just like I do when you smile. When you frown. Bit on your lip."

Or should I prioritize being a good friend? I caught a glimpse of Dylan’s radiant smile, his high cheekbones reaching up to his sparkling eyes, filled with an enchanting luminosity. It seemed as though his smile emanated from the depths of his soul. I guess I have to go with being a bad friend to Julian to protect this smile, cause somehow i feel Dylan is feeling the same way about me as i feel for him.

– my smile fell, I was being rejected. That little pepper started to smile at my sadness. I was turned towards her and with my head down. She came closer and lifted her body a little to speak in my ear, letting that cleavage practically rub against my face. My cock twitched inside my pants, I wanted to grab those wonderful breasts.

Celeste The moment the darkness swallowed her vision, I smiled—not the soft, polite smile I wore when pretending to be loyal, not the careful servant’s smile meant to earn trust—but something older, deeper, carved from years of waiting and swallowing humiliation. It spread slowly across my lips, deliberate and unhurried, the kind of smile that only comes when something long desired finally begins to unfold exactly as planned. I watched her carefully, savoring the delay between the magic taking hold and her mind catching up to what had just happened. That tiny pause… that fragile second before panic… it was exquisite.

If he pulled me up… He would fall. Our eyes met. For the first time since we’d met… He smiled. Not the guarded smile he wore around strangers. Not the sarcastic one he used to hide his feelings. A real smile. Warm. Certain. “I told you.” His grip tightened. “I’m not letting go.” Then— A loud crack echoed through the tunnel. The slab beneath Damien’s feet gave way. We both fell.

I said. “And his smile— which you are a sucker for,” Hamon added. I punched him in the arm to make him stop teasing me. But he was right; I like guys who smile as bright as day, especially with a very handsome or cute smile. It makes me melt every time. But, I cannot do that as I won’t fall for a trap. I don’t know this person; who knows what his intentions are? But man, he was absolutely handsome.

Instantly that smile falls off. I smile.

Fiona’s POV Bubblegum by Cigarettes after sex starts playing. It’s a haunting melody that fills the hall and the singer croons the lyrics as if making love to the microphone. Well, I never wanted to be with you But I think I'm falling, so what can I do? My savior places his hand on my waist and I smile. “Thank you for doing this,” I whisper. Under the mask, I can’t read the expression on his face but I watch as I see his lips tilt.