Kiss And Makeup Blackpink Novels & Stories

Sabrina asked so suddenly and drank a shot of her drink, smiling in a flirty way at me, and I chuckled, couldn't believe she was still trying to play games with me. "Well, yeah, you should be grateful, you are the luckiest woman in the world cause you are the only one who made me kiss a girl," I asked and her face suddenly painted a confused look, making me think what she was thinking that she was staring at me like that. "Made you kiss a girl? Don't tell me you are gay? Oh-My-Gosh, you kissed me like a pro so you're good because you're actually into men, and what you mean by I made you kiss a girl because you actually kiss men not women?" she said in hurry, she seemed couldn't believe that

The sleeveless black turtleneck showcased her slender arms, and every movement she made seemed to be choreographed, a mesmerising dance of grace and allure. Her makeup was a work of art — the bold red lipstick added a touch of sultriness, the eyeliner framed her eyes with precision, and the mascara enhanced the depth of her gaze. A light pink blush painted her cheeks, bringing out a subtle warmth. The black goggles perched on her face added an element of mystery, accentuating her allure with an enigmatic charm.

"I'm not sure if that's how you use that word, Gemma." "Who cares?" Gemma snorted back. "Try something dark, since I made her makeup dark to cover her deep eyes and, well, temporary flaws," Kira suggested as she smeared some kind of dark-coloured lipstick on my lips. Since I was going for dark, Taffy grinningly took over.

Poor tragic love story. But I'll still fight for Rond! He's mine. My world is such a mess, huhu. "Don't cry, besh! You'll ruin your makeup. It's almost done. Then you can wear your sexy pink dress next," she said cheerfully. Pink dress? "Wait a minute, why a pink dress?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Blackpink in your area, hehe. There wasn't any other available size that would fit you. The party is last-minute, and the invitation is late," Debbie explained.

Kai’s jaw clenched, their rooftop kiss, Gianna’s fierce strength, a flame that burned through his fear of losing her. Gianna Moretti stood beside him, her sleek black dress a disguise, her emerald eyes gleaming with focus, her braid hidden under a sleek updo. Her command of La Rosa Nera, a defiance of tradition, was a spark that ignited Kai, their shared pain—Lorenzo’s and Alessio’s betrayals—binding them closer. She adjusted his tie, her voice low, fierce. “We play this perfect, Kai. No mistakes.” Kai’s hand brushed hers, his voice raw, steady. “With you, Moretti, we’re flawless.”

“I’ll give you my body but you’d better be able to handle it like a man. I want you to fuck me, Theo. I want it hard and for me to scream out. I want you to make me come so hard I won’t recognize myself. Theo’s member reacted in his pants, also he could tell his heart was racing. I can handle anything that you throw at me. Sasha’s eyes were on fire with desire, and she inched in closer, her lips touching his. “Right. Well let’s begin shall we?” He leaned in for a kiss and gave her a deep french kiss, his tongue at play in her mouth. Sasha’s hands were on Theo’s body, her fingers running over the muscles of his chest and abs. She felt his erection against her, the heat from his body and chuck

They wanted beauty too. I stood tall, shoulders relaxed, chin up. I tried to look proud, but not full of myself. The blood I had taken made my skin glow a little, just enough to look more like them. A little smoother, a little more attractive. Marcus was on the other side of the courtyard. His arms were crossed, and he was wearing that annoying smile he always had — part laugh, part insult. I glanced at him, then looked away like he didn’t matter. He didn’t like that.

My hand tightened just slightly at her throat, and she moaned against me, the sound caught somewhere between pain and surrender. Her fingers gripped the sheets as our tongues tangled, messy and breathless, and for a second, nothing existed outside that kiss, except my mind calculating. Behind us, he was eating it up, practically panting, and waiting for his turn. I smirked as I pulled Mia’s face toward him, letting him kiss her. He bit her lip hard. Blood bloomed. She moaned,for his pleasure, not her own. “Pleasure’s more fun when it hurts,” I purred. Then I pulled out a pair of cuffs from his cupboard.

Kissed me good enough that if I had been wearing socks, they would have been knocked off. It felt freeing to kiss him, knowing that everyone already knew and supported us. “Wow,” I said, breathless from his kiss. That man knew how to use his lips in the best possible way. The kiss was short and sweet, but it still made me swoon. We were officially a couple now, especially if we were kissing in front of restaurants. “Blech. Some of us would like to eat,” Gabe said, gently pushing past us to get to the door. “Seriously, get a room.”

I tried to assure him. He pulled himself out of the hug, cupped my cheeks, and asked looking into my eyes “Serena if this is the last moment we have, what do you want to do?” “But this is not the last moment…” “I want to kiss you.” He cut me off. “Can I do it?” he licked his lips while keeping his gaze on mine. The way he said ‘Kiss' was enough to make any girl submit to him. I could not say I was an exception as his words aroused my feelings.