Hugs And Kisses Novels & Stories

Our faces were dangerously close, and the temptation was overwhelming. Then, I looked around and saw Caleb dancing with a human woman. Their lips were softly touching. A wave of confusion coursed through my body. “What are they doing, Hunter?” Hunter looked in Caleb and the woman's direction, his eyes filled with understanding. “That's a kiss, Fierce. Humans often do it during a dance.” I furrowed my brow, trying to understand. “A kiss? But what is a kiss?” Hunter sighed gently, as if considering how to explain it to me. “A kiss is a gesture of affection and tenderness. It usually involves touching your lips to someone else's lips.”

His tone sounded mocking at first, but then it suddenly warmed, and I could tell he realized that he actually liked that idea. I propped myself up using the armrests and jumped off his lap, thankfully landing on my feet despite my usual clumsiness. I brushed off all the hurt I had been feeling over the past few days, and plastered a wide smile on my face. "Come on, I believe you are in need of some serious HAK." I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear as I extended my hand out to him. "HAK?" he asked innocently. "Hugs And Kisses," I clarified as if this might have rang some sort of bell to him but to my dismay, he still looked confused.

This is the dawn of a new day and the start of our new life together. Bastian squeezes my hand tighter in his and I can't stop smiling. My face already hurts from smiling so hard, but I know I won't be able to stop. I don't want to stop. I'm happier than I ever could have imagined. Bastian leans forward and kisses me again. This time it is just for the two of us, a sunrise kiss that promises a lifetime of joy. I kiss him back, knowing that we have a lifetime of sunrise kisses before us.

I want to kiss him again, and because we are now married, I can. I kiss him, tasting the effervescent champagne still on his lips. We share our champagne kisses, knowing we will have many more. I kiss him, feeling my heart soar in my chest, remembering our first champagne kiss. It took twenty years, but Dean and I are finally together. Everything is perfect.

Nathaniel stepped closer to me. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” “Um you have an eyelash on your cheek.” He pulled it off. “See? Make a wish.” “I wish this conversation would end.” I blew in his face. “You wish is my command. Let’s hug.” For the first time in my life, Nathaniel hugged me. It felt so weird. Though I had to admit, he did give nice hugs. “Oh I get it now,” I said as he pulled away. “You’re doing this weird, nice routine to throw me off my game. Well it won’t work.”

The next thing I know he’s hugging me and I am hugging him, and I can’t breathe as relief like nothing I’ve felt before rushes over me. His hug is tight, filled with need and possession, just like mine. It’s warm and desperate, and so damn sweet, and when our lips find their way back to each other, I feel like I am flying. This is right, this is what I’d been missing, like in the short time since I’ve known him I somehow got addicted to his kisses and my life almost fell apart without them. It’s a dangerous thing to even entertain this idea, but I am not hiding away from what I feel, I’ve never done it, I won’t start now.

Going through vaginas like I go through toothpaste. So the kiss isn’t soft. It isn’t gentle. It isn’t anything that can be confused with comfort. It is goodbye.

My hand moves to the wrist of the hand that's cupping my cheek, holding tightly whether to push him away or pull him closer to me, even I don't know. His other hand snakes around to the small of my back to guide me closer to him, keep me there. Pressed up against him. I melt into the kiss, letting myself enjoy what I've been craving for weeks and finally kiss him back. We kiss hard, as if we're drowning in our responsibilities, and struggles, and the only breath of fresh air is this moment here. In this super expensive hotel apartment. Our breaths are coming in sharp exhales and sighs as we kiss.

"Am I allowed to get a hug at least?" "Yes." He walks up to me slowly and pulls me closer to him, wrapping his arms around me. He surrounds me in a warm embrace, and I can feel the world around me melt away as he squeezed me tight, neither of us wanting the moment to end. I feel him nestle his face into my neck, smelling the sweet honey shampoo on my hair. For the last time, I take in the smell of his spicy cologne, wishing I could taste the whiskey on his lips. He pulls me even tighter, placing a single kiss on my temple.

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