Stranger Things Snowball Kiss Novels & Stories

His eyes were looking at her suspiciously and she knew that she fucked up. "What did you do now?" Snow asked while rolling on the grass in bliss. "I kissed him!" She sighed. Snow froze and looked at her shocked. "I knew you are dumb." He hissed at her and she sulked. Now Snow was going to bite off her ears "Now you just have to go and scream that you love him so he can eat both of us alive..." He scolded her. "You don't have to scold me like this, I am already scared!"

Fucking vanilla and ice cream and cupcakes. I pull away when she’s wheezing, her neck red and her pulse thundering. Fuck. I was so engrossed in the act that I forgot to let us breathe. She stares at me, her lips swollen and parted and so damn tempting. “You kissed me back.” “Huh?” “I thought you never would. Kiss me, I mean.” “That wasn’t kissing. That was snowballing.” “I love that. Snowballing. Let’s do it more.”

I stared at his perfect lips, wanting to kiss them, as they formed the words. “Yeah, well, I never said I was a good student.” The fingers of one of Noah’s hands made their way to my chin, moving me into a gentle, yet insistent kiss. The kiss deepened, my lips parting to give him more. His kiss was hot and deep, banishing every unhappy thought from my mind. He tucked his head, breaking the connection and allowing me to replenish the much needed oxygen for my aching body. I took an unsteady breath, keeping my eyes closed, feeling lightheaded and wonderful.

His thumb wanders freely across my face, and then his gentle lips touch my cheek. This is wrong. I kissed a total stranger in the dark, and I liked it. The lights come back and spread across the hall. The music resumes, and everyone greets each other with a “Merry Christmas!” But I’m too occupied to mind them. I lift my head again to see who it is. It’s the gold mask! “Oh, no.” His lips slowly curve into a seductive grin, then he turns. I reach out to stop him, but Kristoff finally appears, looking exasperated. Not because he saw the kiss, I doubt he did. It’s because his shirt is stained all over with the red cocktails.

The look on his face has me melting "I love you too, Ber. Goodnight" A/N: Let's play a small game. Who would you kiss, hug, slap, kill or marry among Strawberry, Chocolate, Cream, Caramel, Vanilla and Doctor Sweet?

The way he buried his face against my neck and breathed me in. I replay the kiss while we're lying on the snow earlier. How did he go from kissing me so passionately earlier today and being so cold towards me so fast? That wasn’t nothing. It couldn’t have been nothing. But now? Now it feels like I imagined it. Like it was just a temporary escape for him. A distraction. A warm body in a snowstorm. I press my hand over my mouth as another sob rips through me. Was I just convenient? Was I just there?

Typical. “And then you kissed him,” Dena finished with a smug, Cheshire cat grin. Chrissie stared unbelieving at Dena. No, no...she would never kiss a stranger. Oh, but you did, her very remembering mind crooned. Chrissie shook her head. Oh, God, she had! This morning! Dena added, “Three days later, the two of you were almost inseparable. He asked you to marry him one night in the middle of Mom’s annual Snowball Battle.” Dena laughed. “You said no and pounded him with snowballs.” A turbulent daze settled around Chrissie. She swallowed back a bout of vertigo and whispered,“What happened then?”

"I'm just saying. People are writing essays about your chemistry. Actual essays, Ava. Someone did a whole breakdown of your eye contact in slide four." "I'm aware." "You looked like you wanted to kiss him." "I looked like I was doing my job." "Your job. Please, your job is a hot piece of ass everyone is begging to do. " She snorts, scrolling further. "Ava. There's a compilation account with forty thousand followers dedicated entirely to gifs of you two staring at each other. It's called ava_and_zane_endgame." "That's not a real thing." She turns her phone around to show me. It is, in fact, a real thing.

Just a tenderness that made warmth spread through my chest. I closed my eyes and wrapped my hands around his neck. The kiss deepened, but only enough to make the world tilt. He held me beneath the falling snow, thumb brushing my cheek, and I leaned into him without thinking. He pulled me closer, one arm around my waist, and for a moment there was nothing but us. When he broke the kiss, we stayed close, noses almost touching. I smiled first, small and real. His thumb moved across my cheek. “Still only snow?” I whispered.

Kalix's arms wrap around her, pulling her closer as they share this intimate moment beneath the snowfall. When they finally pull away, their breath mingling in the cold air, Audrey's eyes are filled with a mixture of awe and adoration. "I never knew a kiss could feel so magical, Kalix," she whispers, her voice barely above a breath. Kalix smiles, his eyes shining with affection. "There's something special about sharing a kiss under the snowfall, Audrey. It's a moment that will always be etched in my heart."