Hermione Kissing Novels & Stories

Omni's POV "Marcus." Hermia purred, swinging her waist as she catwalked, stopping in front of me. She slipped her arms around me, locking our lips in a hot kiss. I grinned, holding her waist firm. Hermia was one of my favourite sluts and I was glad she knew what I wanted. "You…. I've missed you." She whined, taking a hold of my dick as she fondled my dick cap. I groaned, grabbing her hair.

As I spoke, the door swung open, revealing Artemis standing before me. I feel her gaze fixed solely on me, her eyes unwavering and intense. As I saw Nathan, his lips curled into a sly smirk before he strolled away. Nathan did it for a purpose. My mind is blank, and my tongue feels heavy, leaving me at a loss for words. Hermione's fingers firmly grasped my chin, pulling me towards her as she pressed her lips against mine in a passionate kiss.

[Ayu's POV] My head was lowered while walking towards the class. Some people noticed me, not as usual. I thought, is there something wrong with my appearance today? I felt a hand wrapped around my waist, suddenly made me turn to the side and suddenly a man gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Morning, my girlfriend" said the man. I rolled my eyes in embarrassment. I pushed his shoulders, to get away from me. I'm afraid there are teachers who see our romantic scene. If caught, really embarrassing, right?

"hey, she said shyly. "Hey baby." She smiled shyly at me. Don't ask me but, I started to call her that sometime back and I like her reaction. I pulled her to me and lowered my lips to hers. I deepened the kiss until I felt her push me away for some air. "Why are you blushing as if its the first time we are kissing?" "Oh stop it." She said as she pushed me away playfully. We pulled away when we heard someone clear their throat. We saw Maria near the kitchen door. "Here's your basket sir."

Her back was extremely sensitive. She shivered uncontrollably which resulted in Shedim pulling back from the kiss with a smirk. He had never expected to find her weak spot so quickly. “W..wh.. I- I’m sure th..the case doesn’t require kissing for so long.” She muttered incoherently as she immediately got up from his lap and backed away. Shedim could feel the resistance in his hands, wanting to pull her back close again. She was petite and her waist seemed to fit with his arms quite nicely.

She had a smile as if she wasn’t feeling devastated earlier. “It’s not something like that,” he corrected her immediately before she could think of a deeper meaning of the kiss. “He’s just thankful, and he paid back through a kiss.” “People don’t do that when they’re thankful. It occurs to people who are close to each other. But when it’s about Yric, I think he likes you.” She even pointed her finger and drew a heart shape in the air that only annoyed him more. “Do you know that you’re not helping?”

I should have been the aggressive one, not her. "All right then," Changing our positions, I smiled at her and leaned in closer to her face. The distance between our faces was already a quarter of an inch before I requested her to close her eyes. "Close my eyes?" She clarified. "Of course. I believed that the sweetness of one's kiss can be felt if your eyes were closed...," Before I could finish my statement, Natasha closed her eyes without asking for further questions, excitement was carved on her face.

The air around us seems charged with electricity and I begin to think, will he kiss me here, in front of everyone? “What is going on here?” I hear Ms. Azizen thunder as she marches into the room in a very un-ballerina-like manner. Our adoring audience scuffles into position but Adam holds my hand and raises it to his lips. Before I can let out a yelp of protest, he presses his lips to the back of my hand and staring deep into my eyes, he says, “You humble me, Gigi.” I open my mouth and close it again. I am giddy with euphoria and dizzy with love for this endearing boy standing in front of me. I wonder what he sees when he looks at me.

He was gorgeous. "Hermione," he breathed, green eyes raking over me hungrily. "You came." "I told you I would," I replied, voice husky with desire. "May I come in?" Harry stepped aside, allowing me to enter. The room was filled with plush couches and flickering candles, creating an intimate atmosphere. Soft music played in the background. As soon as the door closed behind me, Harry pulled me into his arms. His lips crashed against mine in a searing kiss, tongue delving into my mouth.

His mouth moved against mine, with deeper and hungrier. My back arched as his hand pressed against the small of it, holding me close, while his other hand tangled into my hair. The way our breaths mixed in between desperate kisses. My fingers dug into his chest, while his knee brushed against my thigh, making me lose all balance. His lips claimed mine harder, and i felt my body melted. "Don't you feel like you're doing something wrong, Helena?" he asked.