25-07-2025, 01:44 AM
Just that small, unapologetic closeness
Her cheek now softly brushing against the fabric of his shirt as she rested her head for a moment.
He felt her smile. He couldn’t see it, but he felt it.
“Still think you’re a changed man?” she murmured near his ear.
He chuckled, low and steady. “Hyderabad roads and traffic disagrees.”
Her fingers traced along his sides briefly,
Then settled again around his stomach,
Teasingly, just… there.
Present.
Un-shy.
“You know I’m not complaining,” she whispered.
Neither was he.
The air carried the faint scent of jasmine from a roadside vendor,
But Abhi was too focused, not on the road now,
But on every inch of pressure behind him,
The way her softness curved into his spine,
Not deliberately seductive, but naturally so.
She didn’t say another word.
She didn’t need to.
They rode like that, not for long,
But long enough for Abhi to feel something slow and electric move through his skin.
It wasn’t wild. It wasn’t chaotic.
It was quiet intimacy, that rare kind that only builds when two bodies speak a language more fluent than words.
By the time the university wall appeared ahead, her grip hadn’t loosened once.
And Abhi?
He was already wondering how it would feel if this road never ended.
Her cheek now softly brushing against the fabric of his shirt as she rested her head for a moment.
He felt her smile. He couldn’t see it, but he felt it.
“Still think you’re a changed man?” she murmured near his ear.
He chuckled, low and steady. “Hyderabad roads and traffic disagrees.”
Her fingers traced along his sides briefly,
Then settled again around his stomach,
Teasingly, just… there.
Present.
Un-shy.
“You know I’m not complaining,” she whispered.
Neither was he.
The air carried the faint scent of jasmine from a roadside vendor,
But Abhi was too focused, not on the road now,
But on every inch of pressure behind him,
The way her softness curved into his spine,
Not deliberately seductive, but naturally so.
She didn’t say another word.
She didn’t need to.
They rode like that, not for long,
But long enough for Abhi to feel something slow and electric move through his skin.
It wasn’t wild. It wasn’t chaotic.
It was quiet intimacy, that rare kind that only builds when two bodies speak a language more fluent than words.
By the time the university wall appeared ahead, her grip hadn’t loosened once.
And Abhi?
He was already wondering how it would feel if this road never ended.
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