Kenichi X Miu 소설 & 이야기

No gorgeous chest to lose my mind over. In my best haughty tone, I yell back, “Are you talking to me?” The smile grows, which has me gnashing my teeth together painfully because that was so not the response I was going for. “Ah, she speaks.” This has my face coloring. “My name isn’t coffee girl,” I finally ground out. Revealing bright white teeth, he leisurely pushes away from the brick wall he was leaning against. That’s when I notice him turn towards the thick crowd surrounding him.

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.

Nivea's POV: Me and Keenan were dancing, enjoying the sparks that stayed on our arms when Abigail walked up and stoped us. "Hey Ni! I've been looking for you everywhere. where have you been? who's your new friend?" she asked the questions quick like she might die if she didn't. "Well I've been outside where I ran into.... " I started to say but was cut off by Keenan. "My name is Keenan and we found out that we are mates. That is, if you'll have me?" He asked and looked at me with those dazzling eyes. I was so shocked by his sudden question that I was lost for words for a second.

Riggs bows in the traditional Japanese manner, "It is an honor to finally meet you, Mrs. McKaine. I have heard so much about you." "We already met," I scowl, reminding him that I had previously introduced myself back at the hotel. "Yes," he agrees giving me a little half smile, "But now you are meeting my true self." As Kenji and I got better acquainted, Micah whipped up some eggs and grits, singing to himself again as he filled orders. As soon as the food is done and he has taken care of all of the customers, Kenji, Micah, and I take our plates upstairs to continue talking.

I growl again, knowing that Raina is helping Brooke remove my marks from her body. When I feel air blast me backwards, I snarl. Yeah, she knows I’m here. However, before I can do anything, I’m hit in the back of the head with a fireball. I turn, ready to fight, when I see Kenna on the ground, holding another fireball in her hand. “What are you doing, Iniko? Eavesdropping is beneath dragons,” she growls. “Maybe I was trying to find the truth that no one was willing to give me before, Kenna,” I snarl.

The rain hammered against the windows, the sound filling the dimly lit apartment. The city outside was drowning in a downpour, but inside, the silence between them was thick. Mona sat on the couch, her fingers tracing the ink on his forearm, her touch featherlight yet lingering. "I've never done that before," she whispered. Kane's blue eyes flicked to hers, searching. "You've never kissed anyone?" She hesitated, then gave a small, nervous smile. "If you count the one with a boy on the playground when I was five..."

Jet bedroom reeked sex musk promise, ties discarded drawer like shed skins. Penthouse screens flickered alive mid-flight resume—Lena's hack icons pulsing green, Talia's sass-texts victory-laced. But Kenji's obsidian pulled focus, pouring coffee black as his soul, extended with an intimate half-smirk. "Alliance, Nia. Not Eiko's cage—ours." Sip burned awakening, my contralto low promise. "Prove it in Tokyo, stalker. I've got philosophies to shatter." Storm passed, but ours brewed eternal—dark, intense, theirs to devour or build.

As soon as his head sank between her pink lips, Kenji reached around Miss Miyagi's legs and palmed her full breasts. He played with her puffy nipples as his shaft sank to its limit. Learning from how his friends had done, Kenji started nice and slow as he worked his full length in before just as slowly pulling it back. However, the longer he went, the faster he thrust his hips, and he also now knew the pleasure of Misao Aika’s soft kitty.

“Unlike others, I’ve never really believed that you were dead, Kitagawa. In my line, you can never be too certain of an individual’s death.” Ryuou narrowed his eyes slightly at Kenji. His words from earlier…there was an underlying meaning to it. “So you knew that I was still alive, did you, Ani[2]?” “Don’t call me that.” Kenji hissed, sounding like an angry snake. “You’ve lost your right to call me that a long time ago.” He glared at Ryuou with a look that is enough to send any sane person running as fast as they could in the opposite direction. But unfortunately or fortunately, depending on how one tends to look at it, Ryuou Kitagawa isn’t just anyone. “You are no brother of mine, Kami!”

This made me become wary to my surrounding as we were only alone here in this room, but I felt a little safer when the door was still open. My celebration was cut short when Kenji stepped inside and instantly closed the door, making my eyes widen in horror. "Hey... What are you going to do?" My hands were ready to punch him if he would do inappropriate actions on me. I knew how to protect myself so he must prepare himself for a blow he wouldn't forget. Kenji shoved his hands on the pockets of his trousers, his expression changing into an earnest one. "The Miyoshi Clan has been in disarray for the past few months because of your revelation you did in the Adamantine Volcano," he started.