Goodnight Kiss Cartoon Novels & Stories

He blushed and nodded towards me. "O-okay.... It's really okay if I kiss you?" He asked, looking unsure still. "Yes," I nodded and looked him over. "I don't mind if you kiss me." He blushed again and then looked towards my lips, giving me another kiss before he purred softly. I leaned in and deepened the kiss, rolling us to where I had him on the bottom. I growled playfully and leaned deeper into the kiss. He gasped as I kissed him, a little shocked by it. I smirked and laid down by him, pulling him close to me. "Let's get some sleep," I whispered softly to him. He looked at me and bit his bottom lip before he nodded.

“Number one business advice. Get rid of T.” Her laughter reverberates in the dark. She presses a kiss to my cheek. “Goodnight, baby.”

“What is it this time?” Tina leaned down and cupped Keith’s cheeks. Then, she kissed him on his forehead. Smooch! Keith was shell-shocked after feeling the kiss on his forehead. “This is a good night kiss. Good night. Sweet dreams.” Tina caressed Keith’s head lovingly before spinning on her heel and leaving his room. Then, she closed the door softly behind her. All Keith could do was sit on his bed silently, as if he was a trance. He couldn’t snap out of his shock for a very long time.

"Well I guess it's time for us to. sleep. Goodnight Dillion and thanks for everything today." He smiles back. Suddenly he leaned closer and kissed my cheek. He chuckles softly against my ear before he slowly pulled himself away from me. He smiles. "I'm sorry if I kissed you.." He says. I shake my head, "It's nothing. It's just a kiss on my cheek." He smile. "Goodnight Tate."

He slowly leans in and places his lips on mine moving it quickly, his hand on my cheek. This kiss is so gross, but I'm tipsy as fuck so I don't care at this point. The kiss lasted for about 10 seconds then I pulled away. I open my eyes to look at him and his cheeks are red. Aw he has a little crush, well he's going to get over it soon because I don't feel the same way. I look over to see Gina smirking, then to see Heaven... mad? Her face looks disgusted and I don't blame her, the kiss was gross.

Then the more he tried to stop, the more she pushed down his head and lips close the nipples. And when she became wet up, George moved into action as the sound of his strokes was loud enough to be heard by the neighbours. “Baby, ride me on…. Baby, you’re so sweet…” She whispered sweetly and he replied “I love you, Nasha. I love you”. Then he hastily drew out his thing from her when the liquid was about to drop and he kissed her forehead and fell out from her body as they gasped for air and finally fell asleep; with their hands clinched on each other.

Hayden presses a loud kiss to her chubby cheek. "Good morning, Squirrel Junior." She immediately grabs his nose. He goes cross-eyed trying to look at her tiny fingers. I laugh so hard my stomach hurts. "Well, we've got good news," I say, leaning over to press a kiss to his head and lightly scratch his scalp. Hayden blinks at me. “Yeah?” “Mhmm. Apart from the fact that you slept through the night.” A shit-eating grin tugs at his lips. "No way."

I can hear my voice bite back at me… say something. Don’t freeze…. “Unexpected,” I said finally, nearly wincing at the knotting of my throat the second the word escaped my lips. The host hums, clearly amused at my answer. “Interesting.” Of course it is……it grossed over a million views in fifteen minutes! Her gaze slides to him. “And you, Adonis?” There’s a long, deliberate pause. Everyone holds their breath, including me. For some reason, I expect him to say something terrible about me. The kiss was a waste of time. I wish I could scour my lips clean… anything to leave me hanging dry.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

“The kiss.” “Yes.” His gaze locked onto hers, unreadable. “Your goodnight kiss.” Her breath caught, fury and fear warring inside her. “You’re insane.” “Perhaps.” He leaned closer, so close she could feel his breath against her skin. “But you agreed.” Her heart pounded violently, yet she refused to let him see her crumble. Slowly, with trembling defiance, she rose on her toes and pressed the lightest, quickest kiss to his cheek. Barely a brush.