Shrek Kiss Fiona の小説・ストーリー

“Rhella. My name is Rhella Black.” Fiona laughed, “Well, I’m White and you’re Black. You know…Black and White.” She kept on laughing until she noticed that Rhella’s face hadn’t shifted a bit. Fiona cleared her throat and hoisted her from the ground. Their eyes met once again, and Rhella felt electricity all over her body. As if an ember had been alight within her. Their faces were a few inches away from each other. Mindlessly and angrily and sorrowfully, Rhella kissed the doctor.

She frowned with a sulky pout. Ethan knew what she wanted. He stood up and joined her where she was seated. He planted a kiss at the base of her neck, causing a muffled moan to escape from her mouth. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer to herself, wanting to claim dominance. Ethan’s phone vibrated on the center table, making them pause. Chloe grabbed his phone and stared at the screen. “Who is Fiona?” her face twisted into a wry. Ethan jerked the phone from her hand, hearing that it was Fiona. “This is my phone, not yours, okay?” He half yelled and turned away from her, answering his call.

I just want to make the both of them happy, after all there both pass through. I have to get close to Fiona and take her out to make her husband jealous and for him to explode

The moment I stepped in, I saw Quinn pounding into Fiona fiercely. "Tell me you love me!" He growled. "Tell me, Fiona," "I do," she mumbled. "I always have," They weren't aware that I was standing there. When they finally did, Quinn didn't even flinch. He didn't scramble for a blanket or try to explain. He just smirked. "Well," he drawled, "this is awkward." Fiona didn't bother hiding her satisfied smile. She leaned up and pressed a slow kiss to Quinn's neck, her eyes locked on mine.

I let out a slow breath, trying to steady myself, but my thoughts were all over the place and none of it felt real yet. “Aria!” I turned at the sound of my name and saw Sophia walking quickly toward me, her expression a mix of shock and excitement. “What was that?” she asked, slightly out of breath. “I don’t know,” I said honestly. “You just kissed a random guy.” “I know.” “In front of Ethan.” “I know.” She stared at me for a moment like she was trying to process everything she had just seen. “That was insane,” she said finally. I let out a small laugh, even though nothing about tonight felt funny. “Yeah.” There was a pause before she leaned in slightly and said, “But also… kind of iconic.”

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

Fiona sucked on the spot below his ears, and her hand went down to his pants to caress his dick through his jeans. “Ugh, you're good.” he moaned. He never expected her to be this good. Fiona smiled. Of course, she knew that. Slowly she kissed from his neck to his lips. Then she zipped off his trousers, pushed aside his boxer briefs, and grabbed him directly. “Now get on your knees and Suck my dick,” he commanded. Fiona got off his lap. She knelt in front of him, a position where he could be able to see more than half of her breasts.

Her hands reached up to her pussy since the flimsy material was bunched at her waist. Brenda was dipping wet. Fiona's fingers worked their magic as they stroked her and pulled at her clit softly until she friend came. She withdrew her fingers and started to kiss Brenda's throat. Phil was getting tired of being out of the picture so he got up and went to stand behind Fiona. Fiona could feel his hot breath fanning her neck as he bent over her and started to kiss her.

she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “I’m yours,” I replied, leaning down to kiss her again. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate and consuming with every second. Scarlett’s hands slid down, finding the towel tied around my waist, loosening it effortlessly. I let it fall away, my focus entirely on her as my fingers moved to the straps of her lingerie.