Hazbin Hotel Kiss Novels & Stories

No charges. I raised my hands to his shoulders, kissing him with all my will, and allowing him to snatch me with equal hunger. Hazz murmured in my mouth, in a deep and hoarse tone that made me moan against the taste of wine still on his lips. The kiss intensified, just like the hands we passed through each other's bodies, recognition and pure instinct.

- HAZEL - I get on my tip toes, deepening the kiss as my eyes shut close, feeling the heat caused by our lips locked against each other. Killian is holding me passionately. Like I’m a fragile piece of glass he doesn’t want to let go of, his arms are all around me and his hands fasten around my body, feeling every inch of me as his tongue devours my mouth. He doesn’t want to let me go. I feel some sort of protection and peace at that.

The girl’s face was flushed and her lips were round and cherry-red at close quarters. Zivon narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed her lips. “This is the deposit. I’ll be looking forward to your performance.” After that, he finally let her go. HowXavia was completely petrified in place and her mind was blank! Was he insane? How could he kiss her?! Xavia’s heart raced wildly when she felt the warm, wet and soft sensation on her lips. Damn it! What did he regard her as? How could he kiss her so casually?!

He didn't need further encouragement; he gently cupped her face and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss began tenderly, a soft meeting of lips, exploring and testing boundaries. But as the seconds ticked by, the intensity grew. The initial gentleness gave way to a fervent hunger. Hazel responded eagerly, matching Francisco's passion, their lips and tongues intertwining in a dance of desire.

My palms crawl up to cup his face as we moan into the kiss together when I give in and start kissing him with the same passion. He tilts his head and his tongue very gently slides past my lips. I let him, sighing as our tongues touch and melt against each other. Zahir, taking the lead, holds the back of my neck as his arm crawls up. He lays me gently and hovers over me. “How does it make you feel, Hoor?” He whispers, breaking the kiss and biting my chin. I mewl, becoming needy. He licks the same spot as if to soothe the ache. Pleasant ache, I must add.

Melanie mirrored my actions, pulling out her phone. Awkwardly, we came to stand even closer to each other. As our tights were pressed, I could feel her warmth reaching my skin through our clothes. My heart was pounding in my chest faster than the beat of the song we were listening to. It wasn’t my first kiss, but it was my first with the same sex. Biting my lower lip, I checked her perfect face. She was wanted by many, but I was going to get a kiss from her tonight.

An electrifying current coursed through her veins as he kissed her passionately pouring all the passion he had stored up inside him for years. It was a moment of pure crushing happiness for both of them. He wrapped his strong arms around her drenched body, pulling her impossible close, and deepened their kiss. Sienna clutched his soaking shirt in her small fists and kissed him back. He growled and started kissing her fervently. Sienna couldn't help but giggle at his impatience. A part of her wanted to torment him some more. She drew back. Azriel growled in a warning and reached forward to connect their lips again. Sienna stepped backward in time and shook her head, mischief in her eyes. Azri

Their conversation flowed like a symphony, their souls intertwining in a harmonious dance. Lost in the throes of passion in his embrace, she whispered, "Kiss me, Sonu, and let's make this moment last forever." Their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss, sealing their commitment and igniting a fire that would burn brightly throughout their journey. "Kiss me here, Sonu." Maria gestured at her cleavage; her voice filled with desire. Sonu's eyes widened as he leaned in, bringing his face into the valley between her breasts and kissing her flesh with a passionate touch. As they pressed closer together, Maria gasped, whispering, "Oh, Sonu, make me yours completely."

She gasps, then giggles, wrapping her arms around my neck as I hold her close. Leaning down, I capture her lips in a kiss. It's like I'm trying to make up for every missed kiss of the past two days and every one I might miss in the future. Hazel responds with a soft breath, her fingers tangling in my hair as the urgency of our embrace grows. I growl into the kiss as I slid my tongue inside her mouth. She welcomes the gesture and moans softly. I move one hand to gently press her boob, pinching her nipple in the process. God, I've missed her. I start to guide us back to the couch, but she stops me suddenly.

His chest tightened, his breath caught, and for a heartbeat the world fell away. He didn’t hesitate. His hands cupped Davina’s face, trembling with reverence, and he pulled her close. Their lips met in a kiss that was not just passion, but a vow sealed in fire and forgiveness. It was raw, consuming, tender, and fierce all at once — a kiss that spoke of battles fought, scars carried, and love reborn. It was twelve years of longing, of battles fought, of wounds healed. The hall erupted in applause, but Damon heard nothing. All he felt was Davina — her tears mingling with his, her smile breaking against his lips, her heart beating in rhythm with his own.