Misc. Erotica The Nine Nights

[shailu4ever]

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Kavya’s eyes met his, her gaze soft but steady, her heart reflected in the way she looked at him. "It felt… right,” she said softly. “I felt safe… with you.” The words settled around them, quiet but full of meaning.
 
They hung there in the air, warm and intimate, without the need for any further explanation.
 
“You always are,” he replied, his voice warm, low, and steady. His hand moved gently over her back again, rubbing slow, rhythmic circles.
 
His touch was both comforting and tender, like an unspoken promise. “And you make this island… feel a little like home… feel like our little kingdom.”
 
Kavya smiled, the warmth of his words settling in her chest.
 
She snuggled in even closer, letting her head rest more firmly against his chest, and in that soft, intimate silence, she whispered, “You make it feel like that too. And you are the king.” Her voice was soft, playful, but there was a quiet sincerity in it that made Naveen’s heart swell.
 
“I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
 
He chuckled, the sound low and affectionate, his lips brushing lightly against her hair. “And you don’t have to find out,” he said gently, the warmth in his voice matching the tenderness of his touch.
 
“I’m here, my little princess.” The nickname came easily now, like a natural extension of his feelings for her, affectionate, protective, and somehow… intimate.
 
For a few moments, they stayed like that, wrapped in each other’s warmth, neither of them wanting to break the quiet spell that had fallen over them.
 
But then, Kavya lifted her head slightly, her fingers brushing lightly along his arm, a subtle gesture that made Naveen’s heart skip. Her eyes were soft, but there was something playful in the way she looked at him.
 
“Can we… hug one more time before getting up?” Her voice was soft, almost shy, but there was a sweetness in her request that made him smile even more.
 
He nodded without hesitation, wrapping both arms carefully around her, drawing her closer to him. She leaned into the embrace, her cheek resting against his chest, and he held her a little tighter, careful not to disrupt the fragile serenity of the moment.
 
The soft warmth of the morning sun began to filter more fully into the hut, mingling with the comfort of their closeness. The air was still, save for the sound of their breathing, and for a long while, neither of them moved. 

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