Ladybug Miraculous Kiss นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The air was charged with electricity, the promise of what was to come hanging between us like a delicate promise. Once inside, Lobo turned to me, his eyes smoldering with desire. The space was bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains, creating an ethereal backdrop for our intimacy. He took a step closer, his fingers tracing the outline of my jaw before tangling in my hair. The kiss that followed was a slow, sweet exploration, a meeting of lips that spoke of longing and connection.

"Do it." The moon before us gleamed a blinding white. The head crept further out of the creature's mouth and closer to my face. Her breath left moisture on my cheeks before she slowly planted a kiss onto them. "You have my grace Lydia De'crescent."

The whole time I smell the sweet fragrance of her perfume, and it serves to fuel me on further. She moans and then tightens even more, before she cries out and moans louder when her juices flow. Feeling her tighten, she milks me for all I am worth, until I can’t take it anymore. I kiss her back softly and then feel my own orgasm come crashing down hard around me. Throwing my head back, I close my eyes and yell, “Lillian, I love you. Fuck, you feel so good.” As I slap her butt hard and when I open my eyes and look down, there is a red handprint with my name on it. When the orgasm finally subsides, I collapse next to her on the bed. Then we snuggle up under the covers and go to sleep. Ev

One of his elbow was resting on the sofa’s arm rest while his other hand lay on his lap, tapping his fingers on them impatiently for some reason, not to mention his jawlines locked with a hard expression on his face. “See, simple. Now let’s play again.” Lianna finally broke the ice and motioned me to get back in the circle and I did as I was told, slightly wiping her spit away from my neck. Ugh, now I had to take a bath in holy water for the next two months. “Dare.” Raymond grinned confidently. “Kiss Edward,” one of the girls said and my eyes widened in shock as I looked at Edward and Raymond look at each other in disgust. “On the lips.”

The moon was starting to rise, casting a magical glow across the white sand. I flinched as a purple and gold top went flying past my head, followed by a giggle. Looking down over the couch, I could see arms and legs of two people, along with the tattoo that we had heard Jenny admire. Color rushed into my cheeks. I backed away slowly, and Jenny and Matt never even noticed me, but I still couldn't get the blush off my face. I made my way into the kitchen where Dean grabbed my hand and hurried me to the foot the stairs. Moans of pleasure started to come from the couch, and the two of us giggled as we sneaked up the stairs. The dark seemed warm and inviting, caressing the two of us like clandest

His face turned pale, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, but his body started to turn red. "Damn you, Kiran!" Lady Meiji cursed him angrily. "Kiran, why did you kiss that old witch?" Jenny asked, her face showing both jealousy and anger. Lady Meiji was even more furious. She had been kissed and was now being called an old witch! She prided herself on her beauty and being insulted this way was unbearable. Kiran said nothing, merely waving his hand as he quickly adjusted his breathing. As he did, his energy began to stabilize, and he grew stronger. Jenny watched in astonishment, not expecting Kiran to become more powerful after kissing Lady Meiji.

I said and turned to go to my room. Since the night that I gave her a kiss by her door, we have been having our meals together and when no one is looking I steal a few kisses from her. Oh so I thought until I saw Maria catch us one day. She has been over the moon but, the sweetest part is Mika sometimes pulls me back for a longer kiss. That girl has me feeling and doing some strange things I never saw or thought I would do.

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.

"That I've been playing Victoria and Adrian and Dimitri like pieces on a board. That every single choice any of you made has been exactly what I wanted you to make." The tunnel wall opened. Just like that. Like the stone itself was becoming malleable. Like the very architecture of the underground was shifting to accommodate Magdalena's will. And standing in the opening was a woman who looked exactly like Dimitri. Same bone structure. Same eyes. Same particular way of holding herself like she owned the space around her. But there was something else. Something that suggested this woman had spent the last four decades perfecting what Dimitri had only ever attempted. "My name is Magdalena Volkov

What a tiny fox. “Of course!” the brunette suddenly chimes in. “Didn’t you know that if you kiss the sore spot, the pain goes away immediately?” she says seriously, hiding a smile. You witches teamed up on me. Fine. I bend down and kiss the little rascal’s knee. Instantly, a smile spreads across the princess’s doll-like face, and she springs off the bench like nothing ever happened. “Thank you again,” I tell the stranger, handing back the wipes. “I really can be pretty absent-minded…”