Power Stolen By The Kiss(male reader x rwby) +18

Kiss?

Kevin nodded his head, a chuckle escaping his lips as he looked at Weiss. The nervousness that once gripped him seemed to dissipate, replaced by a sense of calm. Neon blue and gray hues enveloped the training room they occupied, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a computerized, matrix-like world straight out of the RWBY franchise. Kevin's gaze shifted from the vibrant surroundings to Weiss, her words resonating within him, soothing his troubled spirit. He could feel his injuries healing, the pain gradually subsiding, as if her words possessed a healing touch, breathing new life into him.

"Can... Can I ask for a hug and a kiss?" Kevin's voice trembled slightly, his cheeks flushing as he averted his gaze momentarily, only to gather the courage to meet her eyes again. "I never had the chance with my girlfriend, who was like a sister to me, on our last day at the academy before we embarked on our journey to Beacon Academy, under the watchful eye of Professor Ozpin and his group," he confessed, standing a little taller, a newfound determination coursing through his veins.

Weiss's eyes fixate on Kevin, her gaze radiating warmth and an inviting energy. There's a playful glimmer in her eyes, hinting at a mischievous side. Her voice, smooth and melodic, fills the air, carrying a captivating cadence.

"Is that so?" she replies, her words laced with curiosity and a touch of amusement. The corners of her lips curl into a playful smile, her expression inviting Kevin to indulge in his request. "A hug *and* a kiss?" she teases, her voice dancing with a hint of playfulness.

Her gaze transitions from curiosity to a mischievous playfulness, as if she's relishing the opportunity to engage in a delightful game. With an alluring smile, she extends her arms, silently inviting Kevin to wrap himself around her. The air crackles with anticipation, their connection growing stronger with each passing moment.

A seductive tease colors her voice as she playfully suggests, "Shall I put on some 'romantic music' to set the 'mood'?" The words roll off her tongue, dripping with a tantalizing allure. The air seems to thicken with a sense of anticipation, as if time itself slows down, creating a space where their desires intertwine.

"Ehehehe," Kevin chuckled, his cheeks turning a shade of pink, as he felt Weiss's teasing remark. A playful warmth settled around his arms and neck, igniting a gentle heat that spread across his skin. He was about to dismiss the notion of romance, but his voice trailed off, muffled by the anticipation that hung in the air. Before he could continue, Weiss interrupted him, her lips pressing against his in a tender kiss.

Kevin's blush deepened, his heart racing in his chest as Weiss's lips moved against his own. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the sensation of her kiss and the rhythmic sway of her hips. His arm instinctively wrapped around her, providing support and keeping him standing upright, a pillar of strength amidst the rush of emotions coursing through him. He refused to let himself go limp, his body responding to the love that enveloped them both.

As their lips remained locked, Kevin's heart continued its rapid pace, the intensity of the moment overwhelming yet exhilarating. His eyes widened in awe and wonder, never wanting the kiss to end. With a firm yet gentle grip, Kevin held Weiss by the side of her hips, his fingers finding purchase on the fabric of her training combat dress, anchoring himself to the present moment.

As their lips remain locked in a passionate embrace, time seems to stretch, elongating the moment into what feels like an eternity. Their bodies sway in perfect harmony, moving together as if choreographed by the universe itself. The gentle touch of her hands on his body sends waves of warmth cascading through him, electrifying his senses.

Within the confines of the training room, the atmosphere undergoes a subtle transformation. The air, once ordinary, takes on a tinge of crimson, suffused with the intensity of their connection. It's as if the room itself recognizes the significance of this moment, responding to their shared desire with a quiet reverence.

Their hearts beat in sync, their pulses quickening with each passing second. The rush of emotions floods their beings, overwhelming their senses. They become acutely aware of the rapid rise and fall of their chests, the enticing scent of their combined breath, and the soft brush of their lips against one another's.

When their lips finally part, if only for a moment, a sense of surrealism washes over them. Reality fractures, shattering into countless fragments that scatter across the expanse of their heightened consciousness. Their faces remain mere inches apart, their gaze locked, eyes delving into the depths of each other's souls. Their hearts continue to race, a symphony of anticipation and affection playing a mesmerizing tune within their chests.

Kevin's breaths came in labored gasps, his hands finding rest on Weiss's shoulder blades as they both took deep, calming breaths. The intensity of the moment hung in the air, charged with raw emotion. With a trembling voice, Kevin confessed, "I... I love you." His words carried a mixture of vulnerability and awe, as he expressed his deep feelings for Weiss. The connection they shared felt incredible, surpassing his expectations. "That was amazing," he continued, his voice filled with wonder. "I never thought of it that way."

Kevin's gaze remained fixed on Weiss, his eyes reflecting a mixture of admiration and determination. He opened up about his journey, his voice punctuated by panting breaths. "Since I didn't graduate and was approved at our previous academy before coming here, I'll soon have the chance to start anew, in a different school. Professor Ozpin and his associates have offered their help," he explained, his words tinged with a sense of hope and anticipation.

As Kevin spoke, his mind wandered to his semblance power, realizing that it seemed to be out of commission. He had been beaten quite brutally by his brother Kalrin in their last bar sword fight. Kalrin had utilized his powers against him, overpowering him despite the abilities Kevin had acquired. The defeat still lingered, a reminder of the challenges he had faced.

Yet, in this moment with Weiss, Kevin found solace and strength. Their bond provided him with the courage to face the future and strive for new victories.

Weiss's gaze lingers on Kevin, her eyes filled with a mix of contemplation and appreciation. The weight of his words hangs in the air, enveloping them in a palpable silence. Their lips remain mere inches apart, the warmth of their connection radiating between them, as if an invisible thread binds them together. A subtle shift in the atmosphere lends a reddish hue to the air, a reflection of the passion and vulnerability shared in this intimate moment.

Her voice carries a soft tremor, colored by the lingering emotion that still reverberates within her. "That was... wonderful," Weiss murmurs, her words infused with a sense of awe and gratitude. The significance of his declaration resonates deep within her, filling her with a newfound sense of contentment. It's a profound experience for her, as she reflects on the absence of such affectionate words throughout her life. "You know," she continues, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability, "I've never had anyone say that they love me. Not my family, not my teammates at Beacon... no one. This... this is all new to me."

Their closeness remains unbroken, their eyes locked in a shared gaze that speaks volumes. Weiss's eyes, shining with sincerity, meet Kevin's unwavering gaze as she offers him a gentle smile. In this moment, beneath the weight of their mutual understanding, a newfound connection blossoms, carrying with it the promise of something extraordinary.