Zenitsu Kissing Nezuko Novels & Stories

I was shaking and couldn't seem to speak properly. "He- Hello! It's me Ke-Kenzo." I really have no idea what to talk about so, Riley get a pen and paper and start writing . "Kenzo? hey! what's up?!" I didn't know how to answer her. Riley showed me the paper . "Say it !" He whispered aggressively. Then I read what's written on the paper. " Auh ! I'm good , I - I just wanted to ask." "Go on." She said.

I asked. "No. I'm just wondering if you are still the same girl I know." "Why?" "You seemed like a nerd then but now I feel like I got the wrong impression of you." "Yea you did." He brushed his hands gently up my sides to rest on my shoulders, ignoring my breasts so obviously that I let out a frustrated groan and pounded my fists against his chest in protest. "I’m savored, I promise," I told him tartly, reaching for his zipper. 'Jesus.' He hissed as he felt my little hands through his jeans. 'You’re perfect. Did you know that?' He molded his hands to my breasts, giving them each exactly what they wanted. Nate sucked in a deep, ragged breath. 'Fuck.'

"Fine, I'll slap you with my poisonous food every day." My face turned pale when Frinsc looked at me. "And you, Azy, this dare is very special. You always win this game, you always order us around, and it's your time to shine baby," she said before her footsteps swallowed the distance between the two of us. "As if I have a choice. Come on, tell me, what is it? I'm always ready for this." I grinned at her playfully. "You have to kiss the owner of this school, for 40 seconds." My jaw dropped with what Frinsc said.

“I won’t let him hurt you.” Before she could respond, he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a kiss that was slow and tender and completely unexpected. Kayla’s eyes fluttered closed, and she leaned into him, her hands resting on his chest as the world around them faded away. They were so lost in each other that neither of them heard the sound of footsteps on the asphalt, or the soft click of a camera shutter capturing the moment in perfect detail.

He arched his back, throwing his head back, his lips parted in a silent cry of pleasure. "Wait..." Zen groaned, arching his back and clutching the sheets. The explosion of pleasure he felt was almost unbearable, their bodies lost in the ecstasy of the moment. He captured her lips in a fierce and urgent kiss, their world reduced to the rapid beating of their hearts and the sensation of their bodies fused as one. With a gentle motion, her body still clinging to his in recovery, he leaned her back onto the mattress, pinning her beneath him. His dark, intense eyes bore into hers, and a mischievous smile curved his lips. He kissed her cheek softly, noticing her exhaustion.

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.”

As he was kissing her, he starts moving inside of her. Maya screams…groans…kissing…the building enjoyment driving her insane with continuous building ecstasy. He bends his fluid body in such a manner allowing her to ride him from the front. He stayed hard…he stayed in length…hitting the mark repeatedly watching her breaking out in rapture… “Maya….”

Like we were both waiting, deciding. His hand lifted, hesitating just slightly before brushing against my jaw, tilting my face up to his. “Last chance,” he murmured. I didn’t answer, I didn’t need to. I closed the distance instead. The kiss wasn’t soft. It was searching, deliberate. Like he was testing something, me. And I responded before I could stop myself. Before I could think. My fingers curled into his shirt, pulling him closer as the world around us slipped further out of reach.

He said as he brought his lips to mine. When his lips touched mine, I instantly melted from his touch and leaned into the kiss. It was so passionate, urgent and soft all at the same time. He brought his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I brought my right hand to rest on his chest as I kissed him back. A few seconds later, we broke the kiss and Tyler rest his forehead against mine. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Tyler who had his eyes closed. He then opened them and looked at me.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.