Tom Hiddleston Kissing Novels & Stories

It’s the choice to act despite it. Her throat tightened. She hated the way his words sank into her, hated the strange warmth beneath the danger of his voice. She looked down at her plate, refusing to meet his gaze again. The silence stretched until Dante spoke again, softer this time. “Do you know why I demanded the kiss?” Her head jerked up. “To humiliate me.”

I locked eyes with him and I didn't know when we started kissing and dragged ourselves back into the hut. It got so intense and I started pulling off his shirt while he kept resisting. "We can not do this, my Lady!" Sturbridge complained, holding my wrists to keep my hands away from his body. "It's not proper, you have your husband!" he insisted. "But you love me, you are always there for me. You are the only one who has never given me a reason to be sad." I took my hands from him and held his head while forcing a kiss on his lips.

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.”

Then he speaks. “Thank you all for your patience,” he says smoothly. “Allow me to introduce you to Diana—my fiancée.” The room freezes. Gasps ripple around the table. Eyes widen. Shock hangs thick in the air. And just like that— I’m no longer invisible.

She wipes the hair from her face looking at him. “What?” she glared. Thomas bend his head and kissed her fully on the mouth claiming her breathe in a kiss that makes her forget about the cold water. The heat was sizzling between them. He holds her tightly against him allowing her to feel the rock-hard erection in his wet pants. “Don’t get caught,” he says harshly kissing her deeply. Her reaction was equally passionate. She can feel her arousal rising matching his fire.

The man's tears increased which calmed the woman. "Chaos. I-I don't mean I'm going away, I-we can't talk anymore. We can still be friends--" "Friend?" The man laughed simply "So you treat me as a friend? Just a friend?" His gaze deepened on the woman. "Chaos, listen--" The woman's eyes widened when the man suddenly kissed her. It touched both of her cheeks and even more covered her entire lip. Khione had her eyes open, while Hades continue to savor the moment. He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it.

No evidence of her opening the door, no trace of her in the chaos. But there was me. The videos showed me kissing Chris, his body tense, his hands pushing against me as if resisting. Then, slowly, the resistance faded. The footage captured him fumbling with my shirt, unbuttoning, his focus shifting entirely to me — undoing my belt, pulling at my zipper. Every frame looked raw, primal, damning. No way it was coincidence. It looked like a trap, perfectly set, waiting for us to fall into it. And then Eva.

"Un-un, don't do that." His bristly moustache rubbed against her soft lips as he looked down in her face. Mory closed her eyes and surrendered to Haldir's will. Mory gasped as Haldir sucked in her bottom lip between his. The taste of the vodka on his tongue still lingered as it found its way into her mouth. As she relaxed into his kiss, Mory put her hands on his chest and balled his shirt into her fingers, pulling him closer.

He met her teary blue eyes that glimmered with hope and love, and he still didn't know who she was. The man kissed Charlotte's tears away and told her, "I'm here now, and no one will hurt you again." After that, he kissed her on her lips. Just then, the corridor lights turned on. Standing there and looking at the two people kissing each other with eyes full of rage was Teddy Hudson. "What the fụck is going on here?" Teddy demanded as the light came on and he caught his wife, Charlotte, and his elder brother, Jack Hudson, kissing each other passionately and reaching to strip themselves náked in the corridor.

He leans down again, kissing my neck with small nips that make me arch my back and grip his sturdy shoulders. A soft gasp escapes my lips as his sharp yet careful teeth deliver a pleasurable sting on the skin of my neck. My hands grip his shoulders more tightly, seeking an anchor amidst the storm of passion I've never felt before. "Xavier... slow down," I whisper hoarsely, even as my body demands more. Xavier pauses briefly, his face lifting from my neck. His hot breath fans against my face. His gold eyes now look darker, almost like the color of thick honey in the dim cabin light.