Kiss You From One Direction Novels & Stories

"How many lips have you tasted?'' Sia asked after Dei had settled for T instead. When Dei didn't answer immediately I started to get agitated. I inhaled sharply when I saw her smug look. I held her eyes, pleading silently. For what, I didn't know. Just, please. She looked away with the smug look still and I sighed defeatedly. Maybe it was selfish of me to want her to answer to be 'one'. Yes, it is. I decided it didn't matter how many, me been her first kiss was more than enough for me. And I'll be her last. I smiled secretly at the memory of our first kiss, although she didn't know it was me. She didn't know I was her first kiss— as she was mine. It had been a mask charity gala hosted by he

But right now, all those distant memories faded from her mind, making her feel like she was experiencing the first kiss of her entire life. At that very moment, Riley lost all sense of rationality. Her whole mind was filled with nothing but Eash. The rich, fresh scent of his cologne flooded her lungs. The taste of him, something mixed with the flavour of the soju they had drunk at the Korean restaurant, along with a unique taste that was unmistakably Eash, made her dizzy. For Riley, this was not just a kiss but a non-verbal confession of his love, a silent declaration, "You are mine!"

Perfect. He leaned in for a kiss. I saw it coming, a predictable maneuver. Operation Kiss: Initiate. I met him halfway, angling my head, offering my cheek. Brief. Controlled. A tactical acknowledgment. His lips were warm, dry. I felt the pressure, registered the contact, noted the duration, sufficient for affection, insufficient for passion. Check.

[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?

"It's the smile of a woman in love." Katelyn tried to hide it behind a sip of juice. It didn't work. Gina gasped dramatically. Gina has always been the number one shipper of her and Kevin and she has never hidden it. "Oh my goodness. Look at you blushing." "I'm not blushing." Katelyn denied vehemently despite the reddening of her cheeks. "You absolutely are." Gina prodded. She leaned closer, “It’s fine, I won’t tell the director that I saw you two kissing in the break room.”

"TEN…MILLIONNNN." "I heard you the first time." I sat up and reached for my laptop on the nightstand, squinting against the light. Across the room Kyrian was already up, moving back and forth between his bed and the wardrobe, opening drawers, closing them, opening them again, looking for something that's probably between him and God. I opened my laptop. The first thing that loaded was a compilation someone had made—seventeen seconds, looping. Me crossing the room, leaning in to kiss Kyrian on the cheek and the one second I stayed, paused and stretched into many seconds.

Winnie glanced at Ethan, her expression shy and demure. "Ethan, you choose." But Ethan's gaze drifted involuntarily toward me across the circle. I was swirling my champagne glass lazily, looking completely unbothered, as if none of this concerned me in the slightest. A sudden, desperate urge to prove something, to break through my indifference, flared hot inside him. "Dare." His voice was rough, edged with reckless determination. "Hell yes!" the HR director clapped. "Then—kiss each other. A proper French kiss. Right here, right now."

"Just one short one, before we get home. Kiss me." Dom didn't hesitate. He reached one massive hand back, wrapping his fingers around the nape of my neck to hold me still. He pressed his lips hard against mine. The kiss was hot, deep, and devastating. He didn't let it linger too long because of the road, but he used his tongue to claim my mouth for a few brief, frantic seconds. A soft, helpless moan escaped my throat, melting into his lips. The friction of his mouth against mine felt incredible — a short taste of the power he held over me.

Manuela complained, causing Uno to scoff before quickly moving towards her. "...couldn't you just tell me where we're going this morning—hmmmmp…" Manuela's eyes widened as she felt Uno's soft lips on hers. Manuela couldn't move. She touched Uno's arm as she felt his lips move, teasing hers, causing her to close her eyes. She unconsciously parted her lips, giving Uno the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Manuela was helpless; she didn't know how to react. Uno continued kissing her until he broke the kiss, leaving Manuela staring at him.

Kurt gently lifted Dirk's chin, capturing his quivering lips in a tender kiss. Dirk moaned, surrendering to the kiss, letting go of everything else as he focused solely on the sensation of their lips on his. Kurt withdrew, and without pause, Tricc took his place, their lips meeting seamlessly, evoking a whimper from Dirk, a stray tear tracing his cheek as Tricc pulled back. In a seamless transition, Seth took his turn. When they finally parted, Dirk's lips were swollen, a rosy hue tinting his pale cheeks. His eyes sparkled with happiness as he smiled, unable to contain his joy.