Sackboy Emotions Novels & Stories

He was now met with her lacy black bra which he unstrapped without looking away from her eyes. He wants to see every emotion that flicked in her eyes, he slowly removed the cups and he looked down at her boobs, although small but he has always loved boobs that can fit in his mouth. He bent and covered her whole right breast in his mouth, ah, just the perfect size, he marveled as he suckled, enjoying the feeling in his mouth.

Elias was a little confused, although she did not understand her words to anyone, but that person must have a place in her heart. That warm embrace, that wide chest at this moment made Vera feel very reliable, she felt safe when she was with that boy. Her arms hugged the man tighter, tears falling from unknown sources. That voice was heard again. "I'm sorry! Saki-ah, I'm sorry!" Saki's heart seemed to be strangled by someone, her mind was blank except for the name Saki she just called, it was like stabbing his heart not only bleeding but making him feel like he was abandoned by someone. Those tears seeped into his shirt but not because of him, she... was crying for another man.

I felt his fur rubbing my side body while I buried my face in his chest. “I’m so sorry, Bobby.” I peeked at him. My eyes were sore from crying too much. Bobby was looking at Ethan’s body, his ears were dropped, and his eyes hinted at grief. The sight of it is enough to swell my tears again, but I restrain myself since I don’t want Bobby to stress him.

"I am sorry. I am sorry for raising my voice at you, I did not mean it. Forgive me." My fists strike his belly as I weep like a pup, I do not know why I am crying this much. He did not even do anything that bad I feel I am being overly emotional. Is it perhaps of the medicine? Phobos squats down by my feet peering up at me with an affectionate gaze. When he boosts his right palm to stroke my cheek I move away from his touch which bothers him.

He says with a huge grin on his face. What is happening to Mr. I-don't-let-anyone-see-my-emotions? Why is he suddenly acting like…. Well, me!? How did he turn into a happy and cheerful person overnight? Is he high on something? Or is this person his long-lost twin? Or was he abducted by aliens and this person standing in front of me is an alien with Kayden's face mask? I mean, that is possible, right?

Luke pulled me to his chest and whispered, "You're crying, I don't know what to do, I don't like seeing you this way," he said sheepishly, "tell me what to do Dakota, I want to comfort you, I want to make you stop crying." His voice became filled with pain, "I want to but I don't know how to." His grip tightened around me and I became surprised. I slowly opened my eyes and when I saw his eyes I was shocked, they had little emotions! The only time I have seen his eyes this lively was when he kissed me. It occurred to me that Luke was not like every normal human, Luke being a cyborg and an assassin must have affected him mentally, it was difficult for him to express his emotions and I felt bad

I was a bit embarrassed though, for crying in front of Luke. He shook his head, his eyes sad and filled with concern “It’s okay. You can cry as much as you want. You shouldn’t keep your emotions bottled in or it will hurt you.” He said as he pulled me in for a hug and I let myself feel the warmth in his embrace.

She asked with a smile. Jayden was perplexed. Wasn't she supposed to be worried? He rather decided to go with her flow and even faked a smile too. "We just concentrate on strong emotions. Emotions that if left on their own, could make or break. Emotions like anger, joy, sadness, excitement, or fear. We take the emotions and concentrate on them so that we feel them intensely, and then we morph." "Does it hurt... I mean morphing?" "A bit. But only for a second. As soon as your bones move, the pain they cause leaves you."

She sniffled, her face contorting, and then a sharp sob tore from her breath in an uncontrollable outburst. As if on cue, Zack instantly embraced her, his breath nuzzling against her skin with a comforting warmth. Ivy didn't hug him back; her hands dangled from her shoulders as she shut her eyes, her emotions repelling against the comfort Zack offered. Zack nestled her deeper into his arms, his head resting on hers in a compassionate embodiment. Ivy couldn't cry nor calm down; she was kind of stuck in the middle of her emotions. Her mind was disoriented with multiple memories that she couldn't willingly shut out. It lingered in her mind, stealing away her composure.

I'm feeling all emotional while packing Zane's dumb vegetables. What is the matter with me? I just want to cry in bed! Sobbing, I keep packing Zane's stupid stuff while the man in question waltzes over to me. He grins when I lift my head, but it falters the second he sees my tears.