Natsu X Lucy Kiss Novels & Stories

"Kiss me, please." They give sly smiles. “Damon, our kitten wants a kiss. '' Says in a very sexy tone. I sigh for it. “Let's show him a triple kiss, brother. What do you think? Triple, what is it? “I agree, brother. "What's a triple kiss?" '' I ask really without understanding. The two looked at each other and got better on the couch. “We'll show you. Lucifer gets up and stands in front of me, he kneels in front of me.

I was done lying. “I kissed—” “She kissed me,” Agnes cut in abruptly. “Just like she’s about to do now.” What? Before I knew it, Agnes slid toward me. She leaned in slowly, cupped my face and pressed her lips on mine. My eyes were wide open, staring in disbelief while she kissed me in front of everyone. It wasn’t sweet or innocent. Nor was it gentle. It was possessive. Intentional. A warning sealed with a kiss. I didn’t move. I couldn’t. The room was still as if everyone held their collective breaths, watching us in awe.

She’s so angered that she didn’t noticed it. “Oh! I-I’m sorry…” “It’s alright. You can just give me a kiss if you mean it.” I joked and chuckled. Lucianna looked at me as if taken aback. I was about to take back my words but then she grabbed my face with his tiny warm hands and pulled me closer to her. Our lips met and her eyes was closed while mine was widened. She did kiss me! Initiate this time, without the heat in her system! Damn it! This is more arousing than when she’s in heat!

Her hands fisted in his shirt, and a low, desperate sound escaped her throat, a growl neither of them expected. She melted for half a second. Then bit his lip. Hard. He growled against her mouth, fire blooming in his chest, in his groin, the bond humming.. When they pulled apart, panting, flushed, magic crackling in the air, the envoy was smiling. “Much better,” she said. “Let’s hope it wasn’t just for show.” Lyra Her lips still tingled. Her heart beat like it wanted out of her chest. The kiss was supposed to be fake.

ANGELA. It’s alright, Angela. That kiss was just an accident. You don’t have to feel awkward or embarrassed towards Lucifer because that kiss was just an accident. Just pretend that it never happened, okay? Okay. I took a deep breath first before I opened the door of our classroom. GO ANGELA! YOU CAN DO IT! “BESTFRIEEEEENNDDD!!!” Lucy ran towards me and hanged her arms around mine. “Good Morning, Lucy ^__^”

Her anger vanishes with his magical gaze. Raven softly hold her face in a cup of his hands. He came closer and kissed her forehead. Lucy closed her eyes in anticipation. His lips move from forehead to her eyes. He kissed them one by one. Lucy tightly holds herself to control the stormy emotions. His gaze went towards her lips. Lucy understands his gesture and bites her lips nervously. Her lips were parched with the thirst for love. He looked into her eyes to seek permission. Lucy shyly closed her eyes and allow him to relish the beautiful cherry gloss. He brings his lips closer and she accepts the invitation of her mate. It was a slow yet sweet first kiss of their love. They have found each

He gently cupped Lucy's face to kiss her but the sizzling moment faded when Lucy pushed him away. "Hey, it's not a part of the plan! Nobody contact right?", Lucy tried to change the mood but Gale didn't let her go. " What if I break the rules?", he whispered while pulling her face against him. Gale was strong and he holds her shoulders and tossed her on the floor changing their position. Lucy made eye contact with him. She started to panic when she learned that Gale is not fooling around. He's gonna kiss her. Lucy was about to talk but it's too late to react when Gale forcibly smashed his lips against her.

Before she could speak, he was on her. His grip was bruising as he yanked her forward, his lips crushing against hers. The kiss wasn’t passionate. It was violent. His fingers dug into her skin, his hold bruising. Natalie gasped, hands flying to his arms. “Lucifer—w-wait—” Her protest was cut short as he pushed her against the bed, his body pinning her there. “Take off your clothes.” Her breath hitched. She looked up, expecting something—maybe amusement, maybe even the usual hunger. Instead, she saw nothing but anger.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean