Sasuke Kissing Naruto Novels & Stories

Yuki-san konchiwa. "Konchiwa did you see Sosuke-sama. How is he doing." I gave it a thought , "Yes he is doing great as always. Don't you want yo go in." She froze then shook her head. "I will go later when l am reporting in." She smiled and bade me goodbye. "Sayonara." After seeing her disappear l go to visit Hozumi. Luckily l found her sitting under the tree. "Sakura, how are you. "

His surroundings suddenly became blurry with Karina's presence. “Take care of Karina, dude.” Bagas patted Saka's shoulder lightly. “Sure.” Karina had already held Saka’s hand. They both faced the priest. They began to say their sacred vows. Now it was time…to kiss. Saka approached. But everyone sighed in disappointment. After opening the hood that covered Karina's face, instead of fiercely kissing Karina's lips that looked tempting. Saka kissed Karina's forehead while closing his eyes. “Officially mine.” Saka whispered right next to Karina’s ear.

Their faces were inches apart, and their chests were touching. She slowly looked up at him. Large drops of tears were pooling in her eyes. His heart squeezed in agony, seeing her in pain and terror. Sanskar got closer to her slowly so that their faces were inches away. Sanskar brought his lips closer to hers and placed them over hers. The kiss started soft, but soon, it took a brutal turn. Sanskar's kiss turned savage, and it was like he wanted to devour her in that one kiss. He didn't relent; he forced her lips apart with his tongue before diving straight in to invade her mouth. There was not a single spot he didn't run his tongue over. He took control of not only the kiss but her as well.

Aimi stared at the couple with an unreadable expression, then slid and jumped down the mecha from the other side, reaching the ground without needing the platform, to check on Hansuke and Tatsuya. Meanwhile, Tadashi frowned deeply at the sudden lost of contact. When the dazed look on his face slowly cleared up, he blushed crimson red. His head snapped towards Naoko whose face was as red as his. Evidence of their intense make out session remained. Their chests were still heaving as they panted heavily. Their lips were red, wet, and slightly swollen. Tadashi got on his knees and kowtowed to Naoko. "I'm so sorry, I-"

, Mike asked . "Yeah I am just about to . Will call you once I land ok? Love Love . " Akira said and returned back from her thoughts . She started towards her gate . As the boarding hadn't started she decided to take a seat near the Gate . She started reading the new texts sent by Anthony . "Listen, this is not the way you should behave ok? It's a small thing . " "I just kissed her, that's it . We didn't do anything else . I swear on you . And it was just a Birthday Kiss . "

She was his now to give her whatever she wanted,He didn't give permission to use him yet,But she knew she didn't need to all she needed was her new found power of dominace. Their kiss was fierce, possessive, a battle for dominance as much as an expression of desire. She sucked his bottom lip, leaving a mark of herself on his, sasuke knew at this moment all he ever wanted was her.They parted and gazed at each other "I'm going to need you later" he whispered,In which she only chuckled and moved to find Naruto and Sakura kissing

Before he could finish, Hinata leaned in and kissed him. His eyes snapped wide at the surprise kiss. He tried to remember what a kiss felt like, if he had one in the past but nothing came to his mind. It felt like it was his first time. The kiss was tender yet desperate, her hands trembling as they held onto him. Antonio froze, his mind racing. The kiss wasn’t unpleasant, and felt nice. When Hinata pulled back, tears were streaming down her cheeks. “Please,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “Please don’t say no. I don’t want to lose you. I don’t want to be just friends. I love you, Diego-San… Please, don’t reject me.”

“No matter what. I’d always come back.” And then, he pulled her in, and their lips met in a kiss that was unlike any they’d ever shared before. It wasn’t a kiss of passion or desire, not exactly. It was a kiss of survival, a kiss of gratitude, a kiss that said I’m here, you’re here, we made it. It was a kiss that tasted of smoke and tears and cold water, but it was also a kiss that tasted of love, of hope, of the future that was still waiting for them.