14-07-2025, 12:46 PM
Antarvasana: The Forbidden Fire – *** Varnika's First Surrender ***
Chapter III - The Beginning
Saturday Morning – A Different Dawn
The sunlight crept in softly through the curtains of flat 403, casting gentle golden patterns across the white sheets tangled at their feet.
The jasmine petals had scattered across the mattress and the floor, some stuck faintly to skin, some hidden in the soft creases of the pillows.
The air smelled of night
Of her perfume, of his warmth, of closeness.
Abhi stirred first. For a moment, he forgot where he was.
Then he felt her.
Meghana was still asleep, her face turned toward him,
One arm dbangd across his chest, her breath a soft rhythm against his skin.
Her hair was tousled, her lips slightly parted.
And her body, bare beneath the dbang of the sheet, pressed close, so naturally, so trustingly, as if they had always belonged like this.
He didn’t move. He didn’t want to break the moment.
He just watched her, memorizing every detail.
The curve of her lashes.
The rise of her shoulder as she breathed.
The faint blush still lingering on her cheeks.
His heart swelled, not just with desire, but with awe.
It hit him then: this was not a dream.
This was the first morning of the rest of everything.
And strangely, it wasn’t fear that filled him, it was clarity.
This woman had seen him at his most vulnerable and given herself to him in return.
It wasn’t just about the night. It was about trust.
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