Gon X Killua Kiss Novels & Stories

I stepped forward, slightly grabbing his shirt before looking up to meet his soft, emotionless expression. "Because I can't give you what you want, Adriana. Even if I wanted to." He finally turned to his right, avoiding my gaze. "Right." I decided to give up trying with him. "Okay then." "You didn't answer my question," His voice stopped me from walking towards my bed. "The kiss. How far did you two go?" I can sense the anger radiating off from him as he suddenly appeared in front of me. "We went far enough. Don't worry about that." I hissed, ready to push past him when he grabbed my wrists.

Dora sat in a small bedroom on the yatch, she sat in front of the mirror looking at herself, she began to trace her lips remembering how it felt when she kissed Ryan, it was better than anything she had felt before. She suddenly felt the urge to do it again, she had never thought she would have her first kiss today especially with a man she was supposed to kill. She looked at her wrist watch and checked the time, Ryan had been out for almost 10 hours, the drug wasn't supposed to last that long so she went to check up on him.

Lucien announced, his voice cold as death. Elias's face lit up. “Ah, there they are. Our final witnesses.” Father appeared then, bloodied but unbowed, hurling himself at Lucien with a shout that rang with defiance. Lucien barely flinched. He caught Father by the throat and lifted him effortlessly, like a rag doll. “Say goodbye,” Elias whispered. And then—he sank his teeth into Dad’s neck. I heard a sick, awful snap. Blood sprayed everywhere. And just like that, Dad fell.

It was a slow, passionate kiss as both explored each other's mouths, enjoying this new feeling. Cruella's fangs elongated in between their kisses, and she pulled away immediately. Kyle smiled at her, bringing her face to his neck while his other hand roamed her upper back, reassuring her that it was okay to bite him there. Cruella gave in this time around; her fangs slowly sinking into his neck. Kyle made a low grunt but held her head in place to stop her from pulling away.

“Stop playing with me. I’m going to kill you.” “You should have seen your face.” He continued to laugh. As I kept glaring at him, he said “Oh, don’t be sad, if you want you can kiss me.” “Not kiss… I’m going to kill you.” I hit him with my elbow. Then we became silent and kept enjoying the view. As I looked at the water in front of me, I started to have a weird imagination of going on an Ocean trip that made me wonder if Hayden ever traveled by sea.

His movements were fast, he was in a hurry so I moved away from his kisses. "Easy, babe. Relax!" I laughed and then stroked his arm to calm him down. He also laughed to himself. "I want you." He said huskily. Lust and hunger is visible in his eyes. I smiled at him and pulled him by his nape for a hot kiss. His hand crawled on my chest again and the other on my buttocks. Our kiss was interrupted when my phone rang. I pushed him to see who was calling. It's Gina, my best friend and my classmate.

He was the same as a child; he had always wanted what was mine. He kissed the top of her head gently, then he turned her into his arms and kissed her properly, desire sparking at her core. She had been close to orgasm when Killian had torn Eros off her. Now, her true mate's kisses set her blood on fire, and she saw his eyes turn golden, ‘Fuck Tegan.’

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

She reached out, took the phone from his hand, pressed the power button until the screen went completely black, and dropped it onto the wide wooden mantle behind her. "Today," Gia said, her voice turning soft, clear, and unshakeable, "I don't care about Singapore." Leo’s face softened completely, a warm, genuine smile breaking across his features. He reached out, his long fingers cupping her jawline, his thumb gently smoothing the skin of her cheek. "Are you sure, Gia?" he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life," she whispered. Leo drew her into his arms, his mouth coming down to cover hers in a deep, slow, breathtaking kiss that swept away

She saw him casually withdraw his gaze and, after landing on her face, lean close to her ear and whisper, "Want a grape?" Sheila was surprised. "Mm." Killian's slender fingers pinched a grape and fed it to her mouth, then spoke intimately in her ear, his fragrant breath brushing against her skin. "Sweet?" Sheila: "Sweet. Want to try?" "Mm." Killian, completely disregarding their surroundings, leaned in and kissed her. "..." Sheila was stunned by his action, her cheeks burning red as she swallowed the grape whole. Where had Ford's supposed germophobia gone?