Nico And Will Kiss Novels & Stories

“I don’t want to go another night without feeling you.” Lucas pressed his forehead against Nico’s. “You don’t have to prove anything. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” “But I need this,” Nico whispered. “Please.” Lucas exhaled slowly, eyes closing. His fingers brushed Nico’s jawline, trailing down to his throat, his chest. “Okay. Let me take care of you.” Nico nodded, lips trembling as he leaned into the first kiss. It was warm and slow, like melted honey…Lucas coaxing, Nico yielding. The desperation melted into tenderness, and soon Lucas was lifting Nico gently from the couch, holding him close as they stumbled toward the bedroom.

Penelope's face was pouting when I leave, and I just kissed her to tell her I'd be back again. The parked luxury car told me it wasn't Baron or Carl but Nicholas. I looked over to the other side and saw him coming out of the small café and smiled when he saw me. "You told Ficanzi about us?" I asked directly. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my lips before I could dodge. "Oh God, this is in public, Nico!" I snapped at him softly. Although it was pretty quiet, I feared someone would take a picture of it and start unnecessary trouble.

Nico walked toward us, cutting through the space between. “Wifey,” he beamed. The scent of the pineapple juice from dinner lingered on his breath as he pressed a faint kiss against my forehead, careful not to get my makeup on his lips. I bit my lip, fighting back the urge to call him husband in front of my parents. My smile spread wide, my teeth catching the moonlight. Nico took me by the waist and nodded toward the Maybach. I shifted my gaze, only just realizing Carlo was standing by the door with his hands folded in front of him.

Like they finally understood I wasn’t temporary. After the meeting Nico pulled me aside in the hallway. He touched my arm gently, eyes searching my face. “You good?” he asked. “No,” I said honestly. “But I’m here. That’s all I can promise right now.” He nodded. Then he leaned in and kissed me. Not rushed. Not hidden. Just a slow, real kiss in the middle of the hallway like he didn’t care who saw. When he pulled back he rested his forehead against mine. “I’m here too,” he said. “Every ugly day. Every hard call. I’m here.”

My hand moves to the wrist of the hand that's cupping my cheek, holding tightly whether to push him away or pull him closer to me, even I don't know. His other hand snakes around to the small of my back to guide me closer to him, keep me there. Pressed up against him. I melt into the kiss, letting myself enjoy what I've been craving for weeks and finally kiss him back. We kiss hard, as if we're drowning in our responsibilities, and struggles, and the only breath of fresh air is this moment here. In this super expensive hotel apartment. Our breaths are coming in sharp exhales and sighs as we kiss.

he screams again. He manages to loosen his grip enough that I can take a breath, and in the next instant, he tackles Nico to the floor, and I gasp for air as he holds him down and repeats a bunch of stuff I don’t understand. “Stay with me,” Damian says. “Nico, we are back in your apartment in Paris.” Nico breathing hard and fast, his eyes fully dilated as they dart around the room. He’s a cornered animal right now unrecognizable but those eyes, they remind me of a small boy.

Then rested it just under her jaw, fingers curled softly along the side of her neck. The pressure was featherlight. But she didn’t move. His voice was barely audible now. > “But this one? The one who came here anyway? I’d burn every version of me for her.” Ava reached up and caught his wrist—not to stop him. Just to hold it there. No kiss. Not yet. But the heat between them thrummed like a second heartbeat. They stayed like that. One breath. Two. Three. Then Vin’s voice crackled over the comm.

“It’s not a big deal. It’s just the office.” “Yes, but the last time we saw everyone we became public about our relationship.” “So everyone will know I’m banging the hottest girl in there. I’ll probably get some high fives.” “Oh shut up!” I snorted as I got out of the car. Nathaniel walked around the car and kissed me. “Fuck what they say, Will. You and me against the world, yeah?” “Yeah.” I kissed him again. “I love you.” “I love you too.” All eyes were on us when we entered the room.

Getting down on one knee ," Willow Winter, I have loved you from the day I layed eyes on you. Will you be my wife?" Willow still stared at him in a trance. People stopped eating their meals and and looked at them. The waitress at the corner stared at Willow enviously. "Oh,darling . You must be shocked.", Gregory slipped the ring on her finger. In seconds it fitted to size and turned into the most beautiful ring on earth. The large diamond glimmered in the light. Picking up her hand in front of all in the room he shouts ," she is mine!" The diner erupted into loud applause and whistling.