Smother You With Kisses นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His breath mingles with mine, warm and intoxicating, and then our lips meet—a tentative brush that ignites an inferno. The kiss is soft at first, a hesitant exploration that quickly deepens into something fervent and demanding. His mouth moves against mine with a hunger that sends waves of desire coursing through my body. I respond instinctively, my hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer as I surrender to the heat that envelops us.

I whisper against his lips. He kisses me. His lips crash into mine with a hunger that steals the breath from my lungs, the taste of tonight's dessert lingers on his tongue as our mouths open and deepen the kiss. The laughter between us and Sinister becomes a distant murmur against the pounding of my heart, while the warm glow of the fireplace bathes our skin in flickering amber light.

asked Sumico smiling exultantly. “Not enough, Sumi Darling… Give me more and more kisses…” tweeted Virando cutely and adorably. Sumico subsequently cut the distance between both of their lips. Virando held his gentle beautiful queen’s head for a little while to deepen their kissing, sucking and a bit squashing.

"Don't say that, I don't want to hear it anymore we are rich, you and me! There is no poor person among us." Without a word, he drew closer, gently placing a hand on my cheek, his touch both comforting and burning. Romain brought his lips to mine for a soft kiss, hesitant at first, but which quickly transformed into a flamboyant declaration of passion. His hands explored my arms, tracing imaginary curves that awakened a deep desire within me.

“Let me comfort you, Liam.” He didn’t wait for an answer. He just closed the distance between us and kissed me. It wasn’t a gentle, comforting kiss. It was a claim. His mouth was hard and demanding, his tongue forcing its way past my lips, claiming every inch of my mouth. It was a kiss of possession, of ownership, and it was the most intoxicating thing I had ever felt. I melted against him, my hands coming up to clutch at his broad shoulders, my body responding with a desperate, needy hunger that I hadn’t known I was capable of.

She could feel the strength in his grip, the way he held her as if she were something precious. Without another word, Romeo leaned in, his lips brushing against hers with a tenderness that took her breath away. The kiss was soft at first, a gentle exploration that spoke of care and affection. Romeo’s lips were warm and inviting, moving against hers with a slow, deliberate rhythm that made her heart flutter.

she moaned as his mouth reached her chest. The sensation of his warm lips against her skin sent waves of pleasure cascading through her, and he lingered there, kissing her passionately as if it were their first time together. Each kiss was tender yet fervent, awakening a deep desire that had been waiting to ignite. Aria’s heart raced as she lost herself in the moment, feeling cherished and desired in a way that sent shivers down her spine.

“I want more of you. Everything.” Her moan is shy of a gasp, fast and forceful, as she watches me kiss her hand. A kiss for each knuckle, I trail my way up past her wrist, and soon, I’m at her neck, kissing desperately, trying to mark every bit of her with my claim.

I feel him shiver and growl a little as my hands drop back down. His breath comes out sharp. “You don’t know what you do to me, do you? Your words, laughter, smile, your cheerfulness, you.” “You can just kiss me, you know. I won’t get mad.” “Oh, I’ll kiss you, but more than that I want to hold you and touch you, caress you, kiss every inch of you, taste and suck into your skin, I want to make love to you, and I want to claim you completely.”

On the day, male and female Slayers exchanged hand-drawn greeting cards, Siam tulips (Artic parrayas in the case of the North) and chocolates. “Kokuhaku… my God.” Aki blushed and covered her mouth because she didn’t want to smile in embarrassment and unintentionally offend Sasha. Temujin also squirmed where he sat because he had never experienced making a romantic proposal, obviously because there were very few opportunities in the mines. He could only imagine how nervous Sasha must’ve felt putting his ego in the line like that, vulnerable to being crushed by a rejection. “Exactly,” Sasha said, guessing what the other two were thinking. “I also had to learn how to make honmei choco.”