Marinette Kisses Adrien Novels & Stories

The kiss started to get more intense as Draven took over, slipping a hand under my shirt from behind before parting his lips and placing wet, hot kisses down my neck, causing me to moan in pleasure. “I can’t do this,” I breathed, pulling away, his breath coming out in a short gasp as our lips parted. “I shouldn’t be kissing you, no.” I turned away before he could even open his mouth to speak and quickly got out of the pool, ignoring Draven as he called my name. “Adriana, wait.” He grabbed my wrist, turning me around.

I wiped a tear that slid down his cheek with my thumb, then tilted my head to tease him. “You know,” I said with a small smile, “I think your tears are more expensive than mermaid tears. You shouldn’t waste them.” Adrian chuckled low, but before I could say anything else, he cupped my face, his lips capturing mine in a deep, soul-searing kiss. He pressed me against the wall, his body heavy and warm against mine, and the kiss turned desperate, almost punishing. I could feel his emotions bleeding through—his pain, his gratitude, and his love—all mingling into that one kiss.

As waves of release crashed over her, she clung to him tightly, her chest heaving, her skin damp with sweat. Finally, Eros broke the long, intense kiss, his slick fingers pulling out of her slowly. As his fingers dripped, he lifted them to her lips, brushing them slightly against them. Adriana, still shuddering, opened her mouth without thinking, tasting herself faintly on his skin. Then he brought the same fingers to his own lips, licking them clean with a smirk that made Adrian's chest tighten. “You taste like candy,” he murmured in a voice low and rough, his eyes deep blue with want. Before Adriana could find her voice or say anything, he lifted her from the table and carried her to her b

“Zoe, you bitch! You ruined everything! You ruined my marriage and my reputation, yet you’re here acting like you own the place?! I wouldn’t be in this state if it weren’t for you!” Her eyes were filled with hatred, as though she wanted to rip me apart. “Even Victor… Even he abandoned me because of you! Do you really think you’ve won?” She rushed at me like a lunatic before completing her sentence, her long nails aimed at my face. Before I could back away, though, someone jumped in front of me. It was that regular customer at the cafe who invited me here, and the heir to this hotel, Luke Wynne. “Please mind your behavior, ma’am.” Luke gripped Summer’s wrist, his voice calm but firm.

"I'm sure. Are you?" I answered by closing the distance between us. Grabbed his shirt and pulled him down until our lips met. This kiss was different from the first one. More certain. More demanding. The bond exploded between us and neither of us tried to contain it. Adrian's hands found my waist. Pulled me closer. I gasped against his mouth and he took advantage, deepening the kiss. "Your ribs," he murmured between kisses. "Are fine. Don't stop." His control snapped. He backed me against the desk, his body pressing against mine. The contact sent fire through the bond. Through every nerve.

I gulped down the fruity beverage with one sip and almost choked at the end. Mr Arrogant patted my backside until I felt good enough and then he came to my view, still smiling like he won a war. He came close and whispered in my ear "You know, you look absolutely hot when you are angry and well I am "Ethan Maxwell" not "Mr Arrogant." Saying this with an amusing expression, he kissed my cheek like no one was watching and dropped my hand from his gentle grasp. Ethan walked to the spot where Elle, Mrs Maxwell, Victoria were chatting.

The taxi driver said as he parked his car and expected payment, mirabel paid him and they both alighted and headed inside the apartment immediately. Cercei searched for the keys for a couple of seconds before she found it, and she opened the door and they got in as soon as the keys got founded. “I’ll ask Tommy to give me details about the Aaron guy on your behalf, you deserve to know the total stranger that you have kissed twice now and who almost all our classmates probably assume is your new man.” Mirabel said sheepishly. “Yes, please do, Thank you my love.” Cercei replied and they both burst out into laughter.

He then whispers even softer, “I’m gonna destroy both Adriano and Francesca. And you gotta help me do it.” Before I can ask how, Marius leans in for a kiss. Our lips dance in the same rhythm, soft moans escaping us. At this moment, it seems like nothing matters, and everything around us fades into oblivion. Until,... A strong hand grabs my arm, then pulls me aggressively. The first thing I see when I open my eyes is Adriano’s furious face. “Let go of Hazel,” Marius demands. The people around us begin to take notice of the brewing tension. Still, it doesn’t stop Adriano from doing the worst - forcing his lips into mine in front of Marius’ blazing glare!

It seemed like Adrien wasn't being affected by this kiss at all, it also seemed like he forgot we were in the boy's bathroom. After a few seconds past, Adrien detached his lips from my own and I felt like I could breathe again. He then pulled the back of my hair harshly, causing my head to pull back as well; a small quick groan escaped my lips from the sudden slightly painful pull. He attached his lips onto my jaw and started trailing small continuous kisses down my jawline and neck. He stopped right next to my Adam's apple and began to lick the small area, a small groan echoed throughout the bathroom's walls. After licking that area for a few seconds, he started to harshly suck on the bare

His broad chest blocked the morning light filtering through the half-open curtains. “Nothing is more important than you right now,” he growled low. “Nothing.” He descended slowly. Kissed Ethan’s forehead first — an almost tender gesture, in stark contrast to the fire in his eyes. Then the tip of his nose. Then his lips, in a slow, deep, possessive kiss. Tongues met in lazy strokes, as if they had all the time in the world. Ethan moaned into his mouth, hands rising to clutch at the wide shoulders. Adrian broke the kiss. Moved lower. Kissed the chin. The curve of the neck — exactly where the imaginary mark still throbbed. He sucked slowly there, leaving a fresh purple bruise. Ethan arched his