Gumball Kissing Novels & Stories

I don’t know—she looks too at home, too settled, like someone who knows her seat at this table won’t ever be taken from her. She snaps her fingers lightly at the maids to get her a plate. Comfortable. Too comfortable. Maybe she’s his sister? Yeah. Maybe I’m overreacting. Maybe this is totally innocent— “Mummy, Daddy gave me a lot of candy yesterday!” Nope. Nope, I am not overreacting. ‘Mummy’? MUMMY?!!! My brain short-circuits. My eyes dart to Roland, waiting—hoping—to see a flicker of shame or discomfort. Nothing. His face is a slab of marble. Unreadable. Cold. As always.

I extended my thumb, slowly and gently rubbing his lower lip back and forth. As his lips parted slightly, I immediately covered his mouth with mine. I gave him a gentle kiss, and as we separated, a soft, embarrassed "mmph" sound escaped, making him blush. He shyly lowered his head, but I quickly lifted it again, holding his chin. This time, I didn't just give a gentle kiss. I sucked, licked, nibbled, and pressed firmly, thoroughly savoring the moment.

I had felt a million things but I couldn't put them into words and instead of embarrassing myself and Kaden, why not just make it curt? "The first game we'll be playing is called Lipstick and Kisses. You're going to kiss your partner all over the face in a minute, and the person with the lowest amount of kisses gets a penalty while the winner gets a reward. So let's choose, who does the kisses?" The Blondie asked. "The girls!" Everyone answered immediately. "Come closer, girls. Get ready to kiss your guys!" The Blondie announced and my heart fell. What? Was I… was I going to kiss Kaden all over the face?

Billy was standing before us with a bouquet of roses. “Now. Here are the rules, big horny kids,” the funny guy began with a smirk. “I will be showing you a rose. If the color is white, you must kiss the hand of the person on your left. If the rose is yellow, you must pick a place on the body of the player on your left. If I show you a red one, then you must give us a show of a passionate kiss...touching is required. Yeah, you get it...basically, you make out with the person on your left.”

“When was your first kiss?” I opened my mouth, no idea what I was going to say but Knox didn’t give me the chance. “In a Ferris wheel. February fourteenth, Midnight with enough fireworks in the distance,” he said, without a pause. “That’s… oddly specific,” Bobby said. “You two must remember it well.” Knox’s eyes found mine and for a second, I couldn't help but notice the faint scar above his lip. “We do,” he said. And somehow, it sounded both like a promise and a warning.

I stared at his perfect lips, wanting to kiss them, as they formed the words. “Yeah, well, I never said I was a good student.” The fingers of one of Noah’s hands made their way to my chin, moving me into a gentle, yet insistent kiss. The kiss deepened, my lips parting to give him more. His kiss was hot and deep, banishing every unhappy thought from my mind. He tucked his head, breaking the connection and allowing me to replenish the much needed oxygen for my aching body. I took an unsteady breath, keeping my eyes closed, feeling lightheaded and wonderful.

, Darika said as her eyes were down playing with her ornaments, Completely missed how his Adam's apple Bob up and down the moment her dress fell on the floor. "Okay, then kiss me", Arthit said and Darika nodded her head in agreement. Darika pecked on his cheeks and Arthit rolled his eyes at her childishness. "I told you to kiss me, which means you have to kiss me on my lips", Arthit spoke while continuing to stare at her. His words made her puff her cheeks. "This is called Chumma, not a kiss", Darika huffed slightly because according to her kissing on their lips meant Chumma which is why when he asked her to kiss.

Ignoring the gasps coming from Gabe and Hallee, Judah pulled me closer with his arm and deepened the kiss. * RING ! * RING! * RING! * As if right on cue, the next period bell then rang and it drowned the sound of Hallee and Gabe's awkward coughing. "See ya guys later then," Judah said as he pulled away from the kiss, leaving me desperately wanting for more. "And I'll see you later after school," he then turned to me, licking his lip playfully as he spoke. And I could only giggle like a stupid star-struck teenager.

“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.

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.