Underwater Kiss Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

he reassured me, as he scooped me up and carried me to the deeper part of the water. With him by my side, I felt safe and unafraid. We swam together in the deeper section, feeling refreshed and joyful. And in an unexpected moment, while underwater, he pulled me into an embrace and kissed me passionately. It was a slow, tender, and magical kiss that fulfilled my dreams. I eagerly kissed him back, and he guided me, our tongues dancing in a rhythmic harmony. It wasn't my first kiss, but it made me feel like it was, with the intensity of his touch and the depth of his emotions.

The next second, he placed his hand on the back of her head and kissed her with his thin lips. The kiss under the water, because of the lack of fresh air, seemed to be particularly long and intimate. Kinsley's pretty face turned red under the water. Finally, the man wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her out of the water. Kinsley seemed to have lost some of her strength. She could only hug his neck tightly and lean against him to catch her breath. "You're so bad." Kinsley shouted in embarrassment and annoyance. Arthur's thick, long eyelashes were covered with crystal drops of water, making his gaze seem deeper than ever, and his eyes seemed to be shining with a sea of stars inside.

Below them, parrotfish scattered in flashes of electric blue, coral waving like silk scarves in the current. They swam together beneath the floating deck, arms outstretched, eyes locked under the rippling light. He caught her waist mid-swim, pulling her toward him with the same energy he’d kissed her with back in Brooklyn—slow, deliberate, deep. Their bodies moved in sync with the soft current, kissing underwater until they burst up for air, laughing, breathless, and tangled. “Stay here with me forever,” she murmured, brushing her wet nose against his. “Let’s never leave.”

He swam to her in two strokes, strong arms cutting the surface. They met in the middle. Ada wrapped her legs around his waist underwater, ankles locking at his lower back. Her bare pussy pressed against the front of his soaked shorts, grinding slow on the hard ridge of his cock. He groaned low, hands sliding under her ass, lifting her higher so she could rock against him easier. They kissed messy—hungry, no gentleness. Tongues sliding, teeth nipping lips, water splashing around their faces every time they moved. She tasted salt on his skin, chlorine, the faint sweetness of the mango he’d eaten earlier. Her nails dug into his shoulders.

People would perceive me as shallow, but once they moved further and get to know me, they would understand what lied beneath the surface of the façade I put on. Liam and I moved further in the water, just enough for our heads to float and our bodies to be completely submerged. “Have you tried kissing under the water before?” he asked suggestively, as I shook my head. “I would love to try it with you.” A smile swept across his face as we went underwater. One magical moment I wouldn’t have done if it wasn’t from him.

My heart raced with anticipation as I gently cupped Natasha's face, leaning in to capture her lips in a tender, passion-filled kiss. As our lips met, a surge of bliss washed over me, igniting a spark deep within my soul. The way Natasha's arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer, sent shivers down my spine. I couldn't contain my happiness, a wide smile breaking across my face as I deepened the kiss, savoring every moment with her. Who could have thought that my worst nightmare became a reality the second I moved my face away from her? Natasha's entire body stiffened like steel. Her heartbeat even stopped pounding from her chest. I begged her to say something, to open her eyes, but she never

Hansen gritted his teeth; he was not happy. He specially led her to the waters where there were not many people and wanted to have an unforgettable passionate kiss with her. He had long heard that kissing underwater was ecstatic, but this woman only cared about fishes. However, she was in high spirits and he couldn't bear to disrupt her. The night breeze blew softly and it was comfortable and gentle. The colorful Hawaiian night had arrived, bringing a new round of excitement. "Are you finished?" Hansen asked while looking at Jenna, who was just as carefree as the fishes.

Then I felt a strong, familiar presence approach me through the water. Jonas swam up smoothly beside me. His muscular arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me gently but firmly against his body. Our lips met in a slow, deep kiss. The kiss started soft and exploratory, but it quickly grew more passionate. Our tongues danced together as we treaded water, bodies pressed close in the cool pool. His hands roamed my back and sides, holding me securely.

Gaby signaled no again. Clark shook his head and tried to swim up, but Gaby pulled him back, and they were facing one inch apart. Gaby thought Clark would try to get up, but it surprised her when he suddenly got close to her and held her hand. She was slightly surprised at what he did, so she lost concentration. She felt the air exhaustion in her lungs and lost her grip on Clark. The man was looking at her when he grabbed her nape, quickly brought her face close to hers, and pressed their lips together. The shock caused her to breathe and open her mouth, which Clark did not miss. Clark immediately took her by surprise. He blows air from her mouth three times, and it surprises her. He’s using

Then, I pinched his sharp nose. We both laughed at my response and our giggles seemed to be harmoniously blending. I couldn’t hear anything more aside from those. But, little did Aris know about the true meaning of the kiss that I gave him underneath the sea. Above all my researches about mermaids, there was one thing that I would not forget and that was what saved his life and stopped Juno’s spell. Kissing a man who incapably succumbed under a mermaid’s spell would make you suffer the consequence of falling in love with him.