[shailu4ever]

The room was hushed again


The air thick with the scent of skin and breath and something far deeper longing that had simmered for days

Now finally allowed to unfurl.

Meghana still sat nestled in Abhi’s lap,

Her back against his chest

His arms wrapped securely around her waist.

Neither had moved since the kiss on her shoulder…

Not because they were afraid to, but because every breath felt sacred.

His fingers had slowly begun tracing the delicate lines of her forearm.

Up toward the curve of her elbow, feather-light.

She shivered slightly

Not from cold, but from the attention.

The deliberate tenderness.

Her eyes were still closed,

Her head resting against his shoulder now,

As though melting into him.

“Meghana,” Abhi murmured into her ear,

The vibration of his voice low against her neck.

She hummed in response, content, expectant.

“Can I…?” He didn’t finish the question.



But she heard it.




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