Henry Danger Kissing Novels & Stories

He pulled my head backwards, and our faces inter connected. He kissed my nose, using his lips to wrap around the edges and giving it little bite amarks. He held my waist, bringing the kiss to my eyes and my mouth. The kiss plastered all around my face and i just stood there like a high school girl who was in love. He continued kissing me, our lips soaking up into one another, mesmerising in the moment. “Looks like you two forgot we are having a three some.” Henrey's voice came from behind, making us to flinch up.

His possessive growl only intensified the heat throbbing between my thighs. “See, that’s how you kiss and make up, just like mommy and daddy do,” a little voice says, cutting through the fog in my brain. I yank myself away from the kiss, completely mortified that I’ve gotten lost in the kiss. The moment I do, Henry dances away, as if expecting the punch that I’m on the verge of delivering. He raises his hands, smiling at me. The glow in his eyes lets me know his wolf is forward just like Fallon is.

“You’re mine, Dave. Not his.” Before Dave could respond, Henry’s mouth crashed into his, rough and claiming, teeth grazing his already sensitive lips. Dave moaned, melting into it, his hands gripping Henry’s shoulders as their bodies pressed together, hard and urgent. Henry’s tongue fucked his mouth, a promise of what was coming, and Dave’s knees buckled, his cock straining against his zipper. Henry broke the kiss, spinning Dave around to face the sink, his hands yanking Dave’s jeans down in one swift motion.

And sometimes, I... I remember the way he kissed me that day. In my grandparents' basement. It was short but really good and after that, I've kissed two other boys. It didn't feel as good. "Ah! Holy fuck!" Henry exclaims when he opens his bedroom door and we see his friend Sam in Henry’s bed. The guy is on top of his girlfriend, his ass is out and he’s pumping in between the girl’s open legs while she moans. They're clearly having sex.

How can he be feeling pleasure from something so horrifying? The sound of lips meeting in a frenzied pace soon reaches my ears, causing a gasp to come out muffled into Derrick’s comforting chest. Of course Henry is kissing the woman again. He has no loyalty to me. Even though he demands one hundred percent loyalty from me in the same situation he has found himself in.

Henry moved the microphone away and whispered, "I had no choice. It's a company gimmick, not my own doing." The company had initially planned for a hug, but he decided not to share that with her. The mere thought of kissing Henry sent shivers down Yaslyn’s spine. "It’s still not appropriate," she protested. Henry smiled, leaning closer. "It’s my on-stage first kiss, Yaslyn. Try to enjoy it." Henry's face neared hers as his hands cupped her face. Yaslyn clenched her eyes shut, but the kiss she dreaded never came. Instead, Henry’s lips softly touched her forehead.

His hands found my hips like it was second nature, and he kissed me like there wasn't a hallway full of people watching, like he didn't care if the world burned down around us. And holy hell. He was good at this. Like, dangerously good. I pulled away before I lost all sense of time and space. Victor didn't even blink—just turned back to Henry like I hadn't just thrown a metaphorical grenade into the room. "Are you really still here?" he said, holding me close. Henry's face was flushed, mouth opening and closing like a fish trying to remember how to function. Eventually, he muttered something under his breath and stormed off with all the grace of a kicked trash can.

"My neck will hurt." I leaned into the chair and patted my lap. "Come here." Henry put his book away and sat on my lap while facing me. Resting his hands on my shoulders, his lips were back on mine while I held his waist. The entire house was silent with only the sounds of our breathing filling the room. We took our time with this kiss and I liked it every time Henry would tremble when I ran my hands on the bottom of his back. Pulling out of the kiss, I moved to his neck and sucked the delicate skin there. Henry moaned sexily as he arched his back and unconsciously grinded into me. I smiled at the dark mark that was left on his pale skin.

He smiled against my lips and gave me a quick kiss before letting me go. “I guess you are right, with this kiss not just Renzo but the whole world will know that you are my sugar baby. Now let us eat I’m starving.” The man said licking his lips looking me up and down and I had to take a few deep breaths to calm myself down. Oh fuck Killian is going to be furious when he sees all these pictures that people are taking. Fuck me.

“A—are you—” “Yes.” Henry wiped the blood with the back of his hand. “I can’t hide this any longer. I—” But Henry couldn’t finish his sentence because suddenly Etana pounced on him and kissed him. It was a passionate kiss that felt like forever. “Aren’t you afraid?” Henry asked after their kiss ended. Etana shook her head. “No.” She grabbed his hand and placed it on her chest, right above her heart. “I want you.” They met every night after that first-and-last confession Henry made to a human.