23-11-2025, 09:39 PM
Scene 43: In Their New Clothes – Fruit Picking (Seventh Day: Late Morning)
They returned to the small clearing near the hut, baskets in hand, ready to gather the sweet potatoes and forest fruits scattered among the fallen leaves. The sun had climbed higher, its light filtering gently through the branches, dappled across their skin in soft gold.
A light breeze carried the scent of damp earth and wild blossoms, wrapping the moment in a tranquil warmth that made the work feel less like labor and more like quiet companionship.
As Kavya bent to pluck a ripe fruit from a low branch, a loose wisp of hair slipped across her cheek. Naveen’s gaze followed the movement, lingering for an instant on the delicate line of her neck where her top gaped just slightly.
She could not put the top two buttons as it was tight.
His heart gave a small, involuntary leap, not of desire, but of pure admiration. “How is it possible that every at this young she has wonderful… I could not resist looking at her cleavage. The view of her breasts in that top feels… breathtaking?” he thought, feeling a warmth spread through his chest.
Kavya felt his glance even before she saw it. With a soft smile, she straightened and turned halfway toward him. “Caught you,” she said, her tone teasing but her eyes bright with something softer.
Naveen laughed under his breath, rubbing the back of his neck. “I was just making sure you didn’t miss any of the fruit,” he replied, voice lighter than he felt.
Kavya raised an eyebrow with mock indignation. “Hey! Eyes on the fruits you are picking, doctor! Not… on these,” she teased, her eyes tilted towards her breasts, voice light but pointed.
Naveen’s lips twitched into a nervous smile. “I… I was just checking if those fruits were safe to pick,” he said, trying to sound completely serious. “Why does it feel impossible to keep my eyes anywhere else?”
She shook her head, pretending to frown, but the corners of her mouth betrayed her amusement. “Hmm, sure. I know which fruits you’re checking, doctor” she said, leaning just a little closer. “You’re lucky I have better aim than you do, or I’d have to teach you a lesson.”
“Her confidence, her laughter… it makes me feel alive,” Naveen thought, his chest tightening just slightly at the brush of her arm as she moved past him.
They returned to the small clearing near the hut, baskets in hand, ready to gather the sweet potatoes and forest fruits scattered among the fallen leaves. The sun had climbed higher, its light filtering gently through the branches, dappled across their skin in soft gold.
A light breeze carried the scent of damp earth and wild blossoms, wrapping the moment in a tranquil warmth that made the work feel less like labor and more like quiet companionship.
As Kavya bent to pluck a ripe fruit from a low branch, a loose wisp of hair slipped across her cheek. Naveen’s gaze followed the movement, lingering for an instant on the delicate line of her neck where her top gaped just slightly.
She could not put the top two buttons as it was tight.
His heart gave a small, involuntary leap, not of desire, but of pure admiration. “How is it possible that every at this young she has wonderful… I could not resist looking at her cleavage. The view of her breasts in that top feels… breathtaking?” he thought, feeling a warmth spread through his chest.
Kavya felt his glance even before she saw it. With a soft smile, she straightened and turned halfway toward him. “Caught you,” she said, her tone teasing but her eyes bright with something softer.
Naveen laughed under his breath, rubbing the back of his neck. “I was just making sure you didn’t miss any of the fruit,” he replied, voice lighter than he felt.
Kavya raised an eyebrow with mock indignation. “Hey! Eyes on the fruits you are picking, doctor! Not… on these,” she teased, her eyes tilted towards her breasts, voice light but pointed.
Naveen’s lips twitched into a nervous smile. “I… I was just checking if those fruits were safe to pick,” he said, trying to sound completely serious. “Why does it feel impossible to keep my eyes anywhere else?”
She shook her head, pretending to frown, but the corners of her mouth betrayed her amusement. “Hmm, sure. I know which fruits you’re checking, doctor” she said, leaning just a little closer. “You’re lucky I have better aim than you do, or I’d have to teach you a lesson.”
“Her confidence, her laughter… it makes me feel alive,” Naveen thought, his chest tightening just slightly at the brush of her arm as she moved past him.
.
![[+]](https://xossipy.com/themes/sharepoint/collapse_collapsed.png)