Misc. Erotica The Nine Nights

[shailu4ever]

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Finally, Naveen’s eyes softened even more, the warmth of the moment settling into his gaze. A small smile lingered on his lips, his voice carrying a gentle note of affection as he spoke. “We should get up soon. The day is waiting, and we need to see what we can find.”
 
Kavya nodded, her heart fluttering a little in response to the softness of his words. A faint blush bloomed on her cheeks, though it was not from embarrassment, rather, it was a quiet recognition of their closeness. “You wake up early?” she asked, her voice filled with a light curiosity.
 
He turned slightly to face her, his smile widening a fraction. “Couldn’t sleep once the sun came in. How did you sleep?” His voice was tender, with a touch of care, as if he truly wanted to know.
 
She hesitated for a second, then gave a little laugh, one that was almost shy but full of warmth. “Warm,” she said, her eyes dropping briefly to the shawl they still shared, the fabric soft and protective.
 
She looked back up at him, the blush still tingling on her skin, though it now carried more gratitude than shyness. “Thank you… for not letting me freeze.”
 
Naveen smiled at her words, the soft curve of his lips deepening in a way that made something inside her flutter.
 
He shook his head slightly, his voice warm with sincerity. “You kept me warm too, Kavya. I guess we both did what we needed to survive.” His words were simple, but they held an undertone of shared understanding, of how they had both played a part in keeping each other safe, not just physically, but emotionally.
 
Kavya’s gaze softened, her heart swelling just slightly. For a few seconds, they remained quiet, basking in the comforting silence, the morning light washing over them like a soft blanket. The awkwardness of their first shared moments had faded, replaced by something gentler, an ease that had grown over the past days.
 
They were learning each other, silently, without the need for words.
 
“Shall we see what the day looks like?” Naveen asked, breaking the quiet, but his voice was steady, kind, with a subtle note of gentleness.
 
Kavya smiled again, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, the movement graceful and natural. “Yes, yes,” she said with a soft laugh, her voice light and full of the same warmth she felt inside. “Let’s.”
 
They both rose together, the shawl slipping from their shoulders, the soft light of the morning spilling fully across the clearing, a quiet reminder that the world was still turning, and that, somehow, they had another day to face together.
 
 
 

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