#kiss

Biting's excellent. It's like kissing - only there is a winner. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#doctor-who #idris #kissing #the-doctor #the-doctor-s-wife

Izzy. My sister. She told me you liked me. Liked me, liked me.” “Liked you, liked you?” Magnus buried his grin in the cat’s fur. “Sorry. Are we twelve now? I don’t recall saying anything to Isabelle . . . ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cassandra-clare #kissed #magnus-bane #mortal-instruments #sisters

Idle is the day and lantern the hour as I delight in the splendor of your kiss grog. ↗

— Isabel Yosito

#delight #hour #i #idle #kiss

I choose you," he said very softly, "Max." Then his hard, rough hand tenderly cuppoed my chin, and suddenly his mouth was on mine, and every synapse in my brain shorted out. We had kissed a couple of times before, but this was different. This time, I squelched my immediate, overwhelming desire to run away screaming. I closed my eyes and put my arms around him despite my fear. Then somehow we slid sideways so we were lying in the cool sand. I was holding him fiercely, and he was kissing me fiercely, and it was...just so, so intensely good. Once I got past my usual, gut-wrenching terror, there was a long, sweet slide into mindlessness, when all I felt was Fang, and all I heard was his breathing, and all I could think was "Oh, God, I wasnt to do this all the time. ↗

— James Patterson

#faxness #james-patterson #kiss #max #maximum-ride

They could steam up windows with their kisses, but as soon as they started using their mouths for other things—like talking—everything got so complicated. ↗

— Lauren Kate

#kisses #talking #kate

I risk a glance, and St. Clair stares back. Deeply. He has not looked at me like this before. I turn away first, then feel him turn a few beats later. I know he is smiling, and my heart races. ↗

— Stephanie Perkins

#anna-and-the-french-kiss #etienne #etienne-st-clair #st-clair #risk

I want to make sure that the first person you kiss loves you. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#love

I’ll always deny that I kissed her. I was just whispering into her mouth. ↗

— Stephen Dunn

#love #poetry #love

Then I kissed Max because I loved him, and everyone I had ever loved before had gone away and I had never kissed them goodbye. ↗

— Glenda Millard

#kiss #love #love

And so, from the first, we separated our pleasure. She lay on the rug and I lay at right angles to her so that only our lips might meet. Kissing in this way is the strangest of distractions. The greedy body that clamors for satisfaction is forced to content itself with a single sensation and, just as the blind hear more acutely and the deaf can feel the grass grow, so the mouth becomes the focus of love and all things pass through it and are re-defined. It is a sweet and precise torture. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#kiss #love #the-passion #love