Softly Synonym Novels & Stories

Soft. He moved his lips over mine with a soft, lingering sweetness that felt like pure peace. It was a slow, deep stroke of his tongue that tasted like warmth and safety. A tiny, broken sob caught in the back of my throat. I had missed him so much. I had missed his touch, his smell, the quiet security of his arms.

My voice was soft and drunk. "By doing the same thing to you."

Done “Live pious, pure, strong, companion, gentle, dear, simple, affectionate, gentle, peaceful, chaste, loyal, loyal, alive, patient, content, ascetic, innocent, cheerful, friendly, spontaneous, kind, gentle, generous, Authentic, happy, lovely, laughing, cheerful.” . .

“My patience has limits.” Marcus chuckled softly, sipping from his glass. “I meant no disrespect. A man with your power deserves to display his… treasures.” Sienna’s cheeks burned. Treasures. She felt the weight of the word coil around her. Adrian’s grip on her waist tightened to the point of pain, a silent warning. “Speak again like that,” Adrian said lowly, “and you’ll learn what it means to bleed in silk.” Their eyes locked in a battle of wills. The music swelled, couples twirling around them as if oblivious to the storm brewing.

I spat, my voice venomous, like the soft, gentle hiss of a snake. The man's eyes seemed to gleam with sadistic pleasure, like the soft, gentle glow of a summer moon that seemed to cast an eerie shadow. "And then you are being shot in the leg," he said, his voice dripping with malice, like the soft, gentle rustle of leaves in an autumn breeze that seemed to carry secrets. "And given a painful death," he added, his voice dripping with venom, like the soft, gentle trickle of a stream that seemed to flow with poison.

Something soft. Something that didn’t hurt.

Then came the words. “I have been poisoning you.”

If her hands weren't busy, she would have thrower it up in the air. "Hmm, are you sure about that." He whispered huskily in her ear, his hands going under her shirt. Alexia froze!. "Geez, your skin is so soft, sis. I could touch it all day." Aaron groans in her ear, his d!ck rocking against her ass, his hands groping her boobs.

He was about to kiss my hand so I grabbed it immediately. "M-My name isn't Softy!" I said annoyingly. Softy is a brand of popular tissue. What did he think of me? A tissue paper? I smirked at him. "But it suits you. Your hand is soft. Your name is also soft. Maybe your lips are? Can I kiss you?"

"Fine. Go get changed." *** Translations: *nyash: ass. When someone says your father's nyash, its basically your father's ass they're cursing out. *Waka: Its a curse or an insult *No vex o: Don't be angry