23-10-2025, 11:59 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-11-2025, 01:18 AM by ashuezy2. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
Scene 11 [Edited]
The camera clicked, capturing the image of Ananya's naked body against Samrat's possessive embrace. Kabir lowered the camera, his face red, completely lost in the intense moment he had just seen. He stepped closer to them, his eyes wide, amazed by Ananya’s boldness and beauty.
Kabir: "Wow, that light, that look, it’s my best photo ever. Ananya, you’re so fucking beautiful and kind. And Samrat," he turned, his voice full of thanks and shock, "how are you so generous? You’re giving me pure art."
"Arre, woh roshni, woh chehra, yeh meri sabse achhi photo hai. Ananya, tum itni sundar aur achhi ho. Aur Samrat, tum itne dilwale kaise ho? Tum mujhe kala de rahe ho."
Ananya: "Kindness is easy when you get this much love back. I love that look in your eyes, Kabir.
"Daya aasaan hai jab itna pyar milta hai. Mujhe teri aankhon ka woh nazara pasand hai, Kabir.
Kabir's His eyes locked on her chest, her nipples perfectly round, always erect. He raised his hand, framing her body in the air, picturing the shot.
Kabir: "I need more. Your nipples, their shape, always hard it’s rare, it’s perfect. I want a whole series just on your chest.
"Mujhe aur chahiye. Tere nipples, unka shape, hamesha khade—itna alag, itna perfect. Mujhe sirf tere chest pe poori series chahiye.
Kabir paused, a daring, exciting idea in his mind. He looked at Samrat, asking silently for approval.
Kabir: "Samrat, I want to try something bolder. We leave in 2 days. Can Ananya come alone tomorrow morning? Just her and me for a private session. No cameras yet, just planning, maybe some test shots."
"Samrat, main kuch aur try karna chahta hoon, thoda bold. Hum do din mein ja rahe hain. Kya Ananya kal subah akele aa sakti hai? Bas woh aur main, ek private session. Abhi camera nahi, bas planning, shayad kuch test shots."
Samrat looked at Ananya, a slow, curious smile forming.
Samrat: "Ananya, are you okay going alone for another shoot with Kabir?"
"Ananya, kya tu theek hai Kabir ke saath ek aur shoot ke liye akele jaane mein?"
Ananya's eyes, still bright from their shared heat, met Kabir’s without hesitation.
Ananya: "Yes, Samrat. I’m totally okay. I trust our artist. I think he’s got more inspiration to give."
"Haan, Samrat. Main bilkul theek hoon. Mujhe apne artist pe bharosa hai. Mujhe lagta hai uske paas aur bhi inspiration hai dene ko."
Samrat: "Alright, Kabir. The studio’s yours tomorrow morning. Go crazy."
"Theek hai, Kabir. Studio kal subah tera hai. Khoob pagalpan kar"
Kabir: "That I will."
"Woh toh mein karoonga."
The camera clicked, capturing the image of Ananya's naked body against Samrat's possessive embrace. Kabir lowered the camera, his face red, completely lost in the intense moment he had just seen. He stepped closer to them, his eyes wide, amazed by Ananya’s boldness and beauty.
Kabir: "Wow, that light, that look, it’s my best photo ever. Ananya, you’re so fucking beautiful and kind. And Samrat," he turned, his voice full of thanks and shock, "how are you so generous? You’re giving me pure art."
"Arre, woh roshni, woh chehra, yeh meri sabse achhi photo hai. Ananya, tum itni sundar aur achhi ho. Aur Samrat, tum itne dilwale kaise ho? Tum mujhe kala de rahe ho."
Ananya: "Kindness is easy when you get this much love back. I love that look in your eyes, Kabir.
"Daya aasaan hai jab itna pyar milta hai. Mujhe teri aankhon ka woh nazara pasand hai, Kabir.
Kabir's His eyes locked on her chest, her nipples perfectly round, always erect. He raised his hand, framing her body in the air, picturing the shot.
Kabir: "I need more. Your nipples, their shape, always hard it’s rare, it’s perfect. I want a whole series just on your chest.
"Mujhe aur chahiye. Tere nipples, unka shape, hamesha khade—itna alag, itna perfect. Mujhe sirf tere chest pe poori series chahiye.
Kabir paused, a daring, exciting idea in his mind. He looked at Samrat, asking silently for approval.
Kabir: "Samrat, I want to try something bolder. We leave in 2 days. Can Ananya come alone tomorrow morning? Just her and me for a private session. No cameras yet, just planning, maybe some test shots."
"Samrat, main kuch aur try karna chahta hoon, thoda bold. Hum do din mein ja rahe hain. Kya Ananya kal subah akele aa sakti hai? Bas woh aur main, ek private session. Abhi camera nahi, bas planning, shayad kuch test shots."
Samrat looked at Ananya, a slow, curious smile forming.
Samrat: "Ananya, are you okay going alone for another shoot with Kabir?"
"Ananya, kya tu theek hai Kabir ke saath ek aur shoot ke liye akele jaane mein?"
Ananya's eyes, still bright from their shared heat, met Kabir’s without hesitation.
Ananya: "Yes, Samrat. I’m totally okay. I trust our artist. I think he’s got more inspiration to give."
"Haan, Samrat. Main bilkul theek hoon. Mujhe apne artist pe bharosa hai. Mujhe lagta hai uske paas aur bhi inspiration hai dene ko."
Samrat: "Alright, Kabir. The studio’s yours tomorrow morning. Go crazy."
"Theek hai, Kabir. Studio kal subah tera hai. Khoob pagalpan kar"
Kabir: "That I will."
"Woh toh mein karoonga."
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