Kakashi Kiss Novels & Stories

I scolded him. He opened his eyes. Our eyes locked together. His gaze went down to my lips. "I want to kiss you, Akira," he told me in a whispering tone. His gaze almost melts me. Before I could say anything, he was already in front of me. He caressed my cheek with his thumb and lowered his head to kiss me. I was shocked by his sudden action. His lips moved against mine, slowly and softly. I placed my palms on his chest to push him away but he was too aggressive. Soon, I got intoxicated with his sweet kisses and I kissed back. I felt him smiling in between our kisses. We were both panting when we stopped. He smiled at me with his dreamy eyes.

It is about us. Zane stepped forward and kissed her, his lips soft and gentle. It was not a kiss of passion, but of comfort, a promise of a new, different love. Kai leaned forward and kissed her other cheek, his lips a silent promise of loyalty. Blaze leaned forward and kissed her forehead with a proper kiss, a sign of his fierce protection. Ash entered and kissed her, a heart-breaking kiss that was the culmination of all the repressed emotions all the years. It was a kiss of forgiveness. It was a kiss of love. It was a kiss of acceptance.

Their gazes locked on one another, communicating a hunger so intense it seemed almost tangible. "Are you ready?" Kade asked softly, his voice a low growl. Lily nodded, her breath coming faster as she leaned up to kiss him. Their lips met, and a spark ignited between them. She tasted passion and desire in his kiss, which only made her hunger for more. As their tongues danced, she reached up and removed his t-shirt, revealing his toned torso. The sight of his muscular form sent shivers down her spine, and she moaned softly, unable to resist the urge to feel his skin.

Her guard was down. She kissed him like it meant something. Because it did. It wasn’t about sex. It wasn’t even about survival. It was about feeling, and the bond, and choosing to stay when she could’ve run. He kissed her back like it was the only thing keeping him alive. His hands were everywhere, slow, reverent. She climbed into his lap, careful of his ribs, and felt him tremble beneath her. Not with weakness. With restraint. “Let go,” she whispered.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

For heavier items she couldn't carry, she hurled them onto the floor, smashing them while continuing her tirade. I waited until she shattered an imported piece of dishware. Then, calmly, I walked into the kitchen and picked up a knife. She froze, her bravado faltering as she stammered, "Ivy, you lunatic! What… What are you doing?" I smiled at her and said in a low and steady voice, "You've already accused me of killing Chester. So, tell me, what do you think I'm about to do now?" With the knife in one hand, I raised the other and slapped her across the face—twice. The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger.

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.

Kain tilted his head. “Well? Are you going to kiss me?” Luca’s eyes widened. “Y-you were s-s-serious?” Kain didn’t answer, just stood there, drink in hand, waiting. Luca stepped closer, not because he wanted to, but because the door was behind Kain, and beyond it was air that didn’t smell like power and incense. He hesitantly reached up, unsure of where to touch or if he even could. Kain leaned down a little, allowing him to. Luca kissed him, their lips just brushing together, like someone might kiss a loaded gun and hope it doesn’t go off.

she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “I’m yours,” I replied, leaning down to kiss her again. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate and consuming with every second. Scarlett’s hands slid down, finding the towel tied around my waist, loosening it effortlessly. I let it fall away, my focus entirely on her as my fingers moved to the straps of her lingerie.

The kiss is deep, passionate—sudden enough to catch her completely off guard. Her breath hitches against his lips; her hands come up instinctively, one gripping the front of his hoodie, the other finding his wrist like an anchor. Inside the house, through the kitchen window, Keiko freezes mid-wipe of a plate. Takeshi glances over her shoulder, eyebrows lifting, then a slow, knowing smile spreads across his face. Keiko whispers, amused: **Keiko:** “Well… that’s one way to say goodbye.” Takeshi chuckles softly.