Tikki And Plagg Kiss の小説・ストーリー

"We'll start with the basics. A kiss, " Raigel announced, accompanying her speed with an impatient clap that resounded across the room, one that was directed towards the man and woman who appeared to be Raigel's servants. Without having to be told a second time or urged the man and the woman moved closer to each other, seamlessly gluing to each other using their lips. The moment they kissed each other, one that barely lasted up to a second, they moved apart. "That is a nonsense kiss or what you nobles might refer to as a chaste Kiss,"

"FUCK!" Then, Allison surfaced, hovering over my body as she licked her lips clean, savoring the salty taste of my release. "Mmm," she murmured softly, running her tongue between her lips to catch any remnants. "You taste so good," she whispered, nuzzling against my chest. I smacked Allison's ass, eliciting a playful yelp from her as I grabbed her neck, pulling her close. I crashed my lips against hers, plunging my tongue deep into her mouth. The kiss was intense, passionate, our tongues dancing wildly as they explored each other's mouths.

Tara giggled, "Bet there's a few babies in there...babies that would grow up to be well-endowed young men!" Once I was done, she pulled off and let my dick slap over my groin. Clearly holding some in her mouth, she held her lips tight, and pressed them against Tara's. It was hot as fuck; you could see them sharing, moving it back and forth with their tongues. Eventually, they both swallowed, and kissed my face; Jodi smiled, "How'd you like your roll in the hay with Wonder Woman and Poison Ivy?"

Chuckling, Tricc tumbled beside their mate, their faces so close that Dirk's breath caressed his nose. Dirk reached up, cupping Tricc's jaw, and drew nearer, closing the gap between them. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, Tricc chuckling softly into the embrace. Their tongues entwined eagerly, both yearning for each other. Dirk deepened the kiss, tracing his tongue along Tricc's lower lip until Tricc relented, allowing him access. Their tongues danced fervently, Tricc kissing him fiercely, hands caressing his velvety skin until Dirk arched his head back, uttering a loud moan.

“You told everyone in class that you two are together, didn't you?” “Yes. To keep our reputation, of course.” I chuckled. “I'm not sure I understand you.” “We kissed. At our birthday party, remember? That was - something two adults can do. But since it went into record and was even leaked by someone I plan on killing, I had to claim a relationship with her so it's not worse than it is.” “You're lying.”

My hand tightened just slightly at her throat, and she moaned against me, the sound caught somewhere between pain and surrender. Her fingers gripped the sheets as our tongues tangled, messy and breathless, and for a second, nothing existed outside that kiss, except my mind calculating. Behind us, he was eating it up, practically panting, and waiting for his turn. I smirked as I pulled Mia’s face toward him, letting him kiss her. He bit her lip hard. Blood bloomed. She moaned,for his pleasure, not her own. “Pleasure’s more fun when it hurts,” I purred. Then I pulled out a pair of cuffs from his cupboard.

Terrified. “I can’t stop looking at you,” he said. “Even when you hate me.” “I don’t hate you,” she said. Her voice broke. “I hate that I ever loved you.” And then it happened. He kissed her. Not soft. Not tender. But like drowning. Desperate. Raw. She let him. For a second. Then she pulled away. Breathless. Trembling. “This kiss,” she whispered, “isn’t forgiveness. It’s evidence.”

The stench of blood and terror clung to the air. I went to the first man, the weaker one, the one whose whimpers had filled the room for the past two days. He did not glance at me. Coward! With dramatic caution, I leaned forward, my lips grazing his cheek as I kissed him. Then another on the other cheek. And then one on his forehead. A blessing. A farewell. I inhaled and took a step back, cocking my head to look at what I'd created. Red lipstick stained his sweaty, pale face.

Anyone else would be manageable, but being caught by those two would spell trouble. Suddenly, the arm around my waist tightened. Then, Felix pressed his lips against mine in a fiery kiss. Unlike his usual soft, passive responses, he kissed me with fierce heat, like he wanted to devour me whole. Was he out of his mind? Wasn't he afraid of being seen? I might act crazy most days, but even this was beyond my limit! Gerard's and Rowan's footsteps drew closer. My scalp prickled, and my eyes kept darting to the side. The handmaiden was practically twitching as she threw me frantic looks.