Mikasa Eren Kiss 소설 & 이야기

But Kline’s sweet kiss helped her to relax strangely. When Seren was all the way in, Kieran didn't wait. She positioned her core at Lalisa’s lips, which were just freed from Kline’s kiss. “Open your mouth,” Kieran commanded in a deep voice. Lalisa hesitated for a moment, but when she met those powerful grey eyes, she obeyed and opened her mouth. Kieran’s hot core pushed into her warm mouth until it was completely full. It was a feeling that was both shameful and thrilling at the same time.

She was crying now, trying to hide it. I kissed her. “I love you,” I said. “Then come back to me,” she said, voice cracking. I turned and walked into the cold morning air. Every step felt heavier than the last. The train station was at the edge of the village. It looked like both freedom and danger. I didn’t look back. Five hours later, the train pulled in with a loud hiss and the sound of steam. I stepped out onto the platform and looked up. There it was.

“You sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

“They don’t kiss or anything.” Everyone was now looking at us. “Well, what are you waiting for, son?” Mark asked. “Kiss the woman you love.” Levi put his hand on the back of my neck and kissed me hard. I gasped slightly as his tongue slipped in my mouth like the last time we kissed. There were a lot of emotions in this kiss and I was confused about where they were coming from. I gently pulled away after a few moments. “Sorry,” Levi whispered, though he didn’t exactly look it.

I said in a sad tone that didn't feel anything when I saw her beautiful body. "Hahaha come here!" Erin crouched down which made her hairless pink groin split open. He held my cheek with both hands and brought his face closer to mine. "Erin!" I tried to struggle, but what could I do, it was obvious that I was outmatched by my small body. His lips landed on mine and he gently crushed them. She was the second girl after the quadruplets to kiss me on the lips. Ehh wait a second, second!? Second only to quadruplets? Ahh the fifth after the quadruplets.

What we see might not be true. Though I kept telling it myself, my brain and my heart already accepted the fact that Eric was kissing someone else; a girl, who looked so classy and elegant. Why did he raise my hopes when he wanted another girl? Or did we all were mistaken about his feelings for me? Many questions started to revolve in my head, for which, I had no answers. Suddenly, the girl pulled herself from him and slapped him which startled me. I hid behind the tree to hear their conversation, which was audible enough. She shouted, “Why did you kiss me?”

He was the one in control and she loved the way he took control. Kimberly pulled away when she saw that he wasn't about to, "that was," she looked at him, "as I can remember."2 Chris laughed shaking his head, "You talk as if yesterday on my wedding day we weren't making out in a restroom."7 Kimberly blushed at his words. That was the most daring thing she has ever done in her life. Make out with a just wed man and for that matter in the restroom.1 "Who followed who?" she looked at his hazel eyes.

I manage to whisper, my voice barely audible above the rustling leaves blown by the winds around us. “Please, what?” When I don’t answer, Eris chuckles darkly before dipping his head to the side, kissing me with such passion it could send me into the afterlife. I want more of his lips, but the kiss ends with his eyes meeting mine. “Such a sweet girl,” he smirks before his gaze travels down, fixating on my exposed pussy, his eyes aflame with desire and possessiveness as he kneels before me. “Eris? Wh-what are you doing?”

Pushing my tongue past her lips to taste her. She moaned into the kiss, placing her hands firmly on my chest before pushing me away. “How dare you?!” Lisa yelled angrily. I smirked at her flushed cheeks. “You can’t deny the connection we have,” I boasted. Lisa glared at me with irritation on her face. “What we have is Lust. You love the fact that you can get away with sleeping with me and my mother. But I’m done with your bullshit, Erin,” Her words sliced through my heart like a knife but I kept calm.

The silence of the Moretti mansion weighed heavily than chains. Emilia sat rigid in her suite, the velvet chair beneath her no comfort at all. Her lips still tingled with the memory of his kiss from dinner—slow, deliberate, burning. She pressed her fingers against them, desperate to scrub the sensation away, but it clung to her like smoke. She had told herself it meant nothing. Just another game, another cruel reminder of his control. But her body betrayed her in the quiet. Every heartbeat drummed with the shameful truth: part of her had kissed him back.