Gon X Killua Kiss Novels & Stories

To admit his flaws, to give explanations for his wrongdoings, in front of so many influential people — it was on another level. My heart melted. Tears escaped my eyes before I could stop them. Ryan came to me, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me. Not a peck, not a staged kiss for the cameras, but deep, passionate, consuming. His lips pressed against mine with urgency, with desperation, with a rawness that spoke of regret and longing. It was as though we poured all our emotions into that kiss — the years of silence, the pain, the love we had buried. For a moment, I believed there was hope. That maybe, just maybe, we could give ourselves another chance.

The way he touched Norio was everything masculine, and made me think of Colt. But that could never happen between us, as there was zero desire from both ends. So when I had to force him off myself, pushing him away and hitting his chest, I was not acting anymore. It was all real. Dean’s kiss was the most disgusting thing I’d ever have to endure. Even the teen boys I had made out with in the past kissed better. The monster! My struggle excited him, and he ended up licking off all the elixir from my lips.

As I leaned in and softly kissed Knox, I felt a spark of attraction, a different kind of tension from what I had experienced with Kael. It wasn't as passionate, but it was undeniable. Kael's reaction to the kiss was visceral. A primal, almost pained growl ripped from his throat, a sound that seemed to tear through his very being. He abruptly stood up from his kneeling position, stumbling and landing heavily on his back on the floor with a thud.

This kiss blew that kiss out of the water. This was a waterfall kiss. His lips were firm and confident, his tongue tasting and caressing like he couldn't get enough of my taste. I moaned softly, whimpering at his sensual touch that was driving me wild. I'd never been kissed like this before. Finally, I was getting to kiss Leo. My Leo, the man I had loved for years. And here was the proof that he cared for me right back. My hand caressed his jaw, feeling the end of day stubble that rasped against my lips. I loved how masculine and strong he was.

"You smell so fucking good, Rain." I try to pull myself away now that I can still think for myself. He bend's his head and kisses my neck. I find myself moving my neck to give him access. Gosh, I'm so weak. "Please," Xavier whispers as his trails kisses from my neck to my lips. He kisses me and I kiss him back. The bat falls out of my hand as Xavier lifts me and I cross my hands on his neck. He deepens the kiss and I moan into his lips.

He growls again, the sound vibrating against me as his tongue drags over my clit with a slow, punishing stroke that has my vision going black at the edges. “Answer me,” she snaps. “Aurora.” I break. “Yes,” I whisper, breathless and wrecked. “Yes, he is.” There’s silence on the other end. Then the line goes dead. I let the phone fall from my fingers as my body locks tight with the force of what’s coming. Killian doesn’t stop. He doubles down, mouth and fingers working in brutal sync until all I can do is hold onto the desk and fall apart for him.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

Cain said before closing the door. “Your beast does things to me,” Calypso purred. “Just my beast?” Killian asked, both he and his beast speaking at once. “The both of you. You drive me wild,” she said, biting her lip. They both growled in approval before leaning in to kiss her. Killian took her there and then, and she didn’t care if she could be heard or not. Not only was she in heaven, but she knew that her mate needed to relieve his pent up stress.

"Come on, Tyler. Quit playing around." He tapped his hand on his cheek. "A kiss on the cheek. That's all I ask." I looked at him for a long while, weighing my options. It was just a kiss on the cheek right? I think I could do that. Finally, releasing a heavy breath, I said. "Fine." I leaned toward him and kissed him on the cheek. Just then, Tyler move my phone in front of us, while I kissed his cheek. By the time I looked at the phone to see what he did, he moved the phone from my reach again and began to type something on my phone.

I laugh softly, a laugh that resonates in the stall. — You're incorrigible… — And you, you're irresistible, he replies, placing a wet kiss on my collarbone. We soap each other while teasing, and his fingers draw foamy arabesques on my skin, as if he were painting an invisible work. My hands, for my part, glide deliberately over his ribs, seeking to trigger that rare and deep laugh that I love so much. Sometimes we stop just to kiss, the water enveloping us, isolating the outside world.