Misc. Erotica The Nine Nights

[shailu4ever]

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After some searching, Kavya spotted a small cluster of guava trees, their fruits hanging in clusters, still greenish-yellow but promising. She picked one, brushing sand from it, and turned to offer it to Naveen.
 
“Here, this one looks okay,” she said, her fingers slightly trembling. “It’s silly… it’s just fruit… but offering it feels meaningful. Like I can still contribute.”
 
Naveen examined it, eyes narrowing slightly as he appraised the fruit. “Better to be safe. Cut it open and check inside before eating,” he said calmly. He handed her a small pocketknife, its familiar weight a reminder of the world they’d left behind. “She notices details… she adapts quickly. That will help us survive,” he thought, admiring her resourcefulness.
 
Kavya carefully sliced the fruit, her gaze flicking between the knife and the guava. She took a small, cautious bite. The taste was tart but refreshing, and for a moment, she closed her eyes to savor the small victory. “Not bad,” she said, a faint smile lifting her lips. “Better than yesterday’s handfuls of leaves… better than I dared hope.”
 
Naveen chuckled softly, a quiet release in the midst of tension. “We’ll survive. And maybe even eat well,” he added, a hint of humor threading through his words. “Small moments like this… they matter more than ever,” he reflected.
 
They continued walking a little further, following a narrow path carved by water runoff. The undergrowth thickened, yet neither seemed uncomfortable in the other’s presence.
 
There was no need for constant words; the silence between them was a space to breathe, to observe, to consider the forest and themselves. “She notices everything… she’s sharper than she seems,” Naveen thought. “And she trusts me enough to walk this path with me.”
 
After a pause, Kavya asked quietly, almost before she could stop herself: “Where… where were you before all this happened? You mentioned a family…”
 
Naveen’s pace slowed slightly. He let out a deep breath, and for a moment, the forest seemed to hold its breath too, listening. “I’m a doctor. I had a wife and two kids. We were… on a small holiday before the storm hit.” His voice dropped lower, quieter. “I don’t know what happened to them yet.” “I can’t dwell on it… I need to focus on now… on her, on survival,” he thought.
 
Kavya nodded slowly, her heart aching for him while swallowing her own lump of grief.

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