Miraculous Ladybug Kissing นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I've always wanted to kiss you. And well you're mine now and I liked it. I liked kissing you. You tasted like sugar." "I ate a cookie at lunch, butter pecan. Noona's favorite," I explained. Chelsea took a deep breath and leaned towards me. "I want to do it again." "Okay," And Chelsea kissed me. She kissed me and kissed me and kissed me. By the end of the day I had five more love-kisses in my box. When I got home, mummy told me that noona had gone to heaven. I ran to my bedroom as quickly as I could. I hurried to fall asleep. Just like she promised, I saw her in my dreams, so I told her all about the six love-kisses from my Chelsea.

As I get up from the love seat, I pull on her hand, leaving Maranda shocked and Marcela knowing. Closing the door behind us, I open the door to the room in front of us, allowing Miracle to enter first. The moment I closed the door, she grabbed my lips and I bit her lower lips, causing her to snarl. Hoisting her up with my hands firmly on her thighs, she dry humps the bulge my cock has created behind my jeans, and while we continued to struggle in our kiss to win, Silver began to pull her clothing off, and I led us to the bed ahead of us.

"Goodness gracious, this girl" Kitty cursed in her heart. Frowning at her sister, she wasn't pleased that Mira interrupted them. She missed it, she had missed a one in a million chances of kissing those beautiful lips. Alluring lips that mere glancing at it her legs curves caressing each other. Fuck, she cried in her heart and she kept stealing glances of the sexy lips and eyes that could made fly speak.

Of course, I would occupy the other one but I doubt Mirco would want to sleep on the same bed with Zen. "I'll be fine here on the couch," Mirco said. "Won't your back hurt?" I worriedly asked. He flashed a small, boyish grin, "don't worry too much." I pouted my lips. That seemed to get his attention as his eyes gazed down on my lips. I unconsciously licked it, which made Mirco's eyes turn dark. Without saying anything, he pulled me closer to him and claimed my lips. The kiss was messy and needy. I wasn't even given the chance to fight for dominance because he released a huge amount of his pheromones that had me submissive.

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.”

Their kiss is a testament to the beauty of their connection, a symbol of the love that is growing stronger with each passing moment. Eventually, they break the kiss, their foreheads gently resting against each other and their breaths are high, their eyes filled with affection and a shared understanding. They exchange soft smiles, their hearts overflowing with joy and the knowledge that this kiss has deepened the bond between them. Present in a room together, Miranda's eyes blaze with fury as she grabs Melissa's arm tightly, her voice dripping with anger. "Do you realize what you have done?" she spits out, her frustration evident.

Axel's lips went to her neck, kissing her gently. Everything seemed new but heavenly to Mirabel that she couldn't help the moan that escaped from her lips. She was the sensitive type, so little actions like this would make her insides curl. After giving a few more kisses to her neck, Axel's lips finally met hers. Mirabel reciprocated the kiss with the same vigor, she stretched out her toes so she could meet up with his height because he was taller than her. Mirabel closed her eyes as the kiss deepened, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

There's something about her embraces that has a magical way of lifting my spirits. Her grip loosens, and I'm left with a lingering sense of connection, a residue of her care. But then, before I can fully relish the moment, she plants a smacking kiss on my cheek. The unexpected contact makes me scrunch my face in mock horror, my hand instinctively wiping it away. My reaction becomes the catalyst for her unrestrained laughter, a sound that's both infectious and endearing. “Don’t wipe away my love Mila!” She sing songs.

"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."

Unable to take their intense staring any longer, Mystique cleared her throat loudly and as if slapped to reality, Damien immediately pushed her off his labs. "Damien" she called again in a fragile, weak, and shaky tone, gazing down at the other person, unaware of Mystique's presence. She bend down and pressed her lips on his. Mystique gasped, slamming her fist on the table loudly and angrily, tearing them apart. It was that time the lady acknowledged Mystique's presence. "What the fuck are you are doing?" she gritted her teeth, threw daggers up at the lady, Damien parted his lips to explain but Mystique held up her palm, silencing him. she slowly stood on her feet, facing the lady. "I ask ag