[shailu4ever]

She lowered herself to her knees again

Slowly, deliberately

As though her body was part of some unfolding ritual.

Her spine straightened.

One hand rested lightly on her thigh, the other brushing the floor for balance.

Her breath was slow.

Controlled.

Her presence quiet but potent.

Only now did she glance over her shoulder.

Just once.

“I didn’t overdress, did I?” she asked softly

Her lips curving the faintest hint of a smirk.

Abhi exhaled through his nose

A low, short breath that almost sounded like a laugh, but wasn’t.

“No,” he said. His voice came out low, husky. Honest.

“You wore exactly the right amount, for the today...”

She smiled at that.

Just a little, and turned away again,

Offering him her back, mostly exposed...

Her trust

Her nearness.

“I’m ready,” she said quietly.

He moved toward her.

And this time, when he sat behind her

Close, knees brushing

Warmth already blooming between them

His hands didn’t stay on his own legs for long.

She leaned back against him.

And the Indoor Partner Yoga session began.



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