Steam curled up from the water, thick and hot, cloaking the room in a hazy fog.

Arjun sank back into the warm depths, letting the heat seep into his tired muscles, coaxing out the tension that had settled there like an old companion.

The artificial pond-styled pool was a quiet sanctuary in the guest bathroom attached to his room in Dwarka, far removed from the chaos and carnage left behind.

The faint sound of trickling water echoed around him, a soothing lullaby that masked the turmoil within.

His mind was anything but calm—a battlefield of its own, cluttered with fragmented memories, haunted by the echo of screams, and plagued by the image of her.

Draupadi.

Her name pulsed like a heartbeat in his chest, mingling with the steam that surrounded him.

After the brutal dance of blood and steel in the forest, he had craved peace, some semblance of normalcy.

But when he returned, the palace had been wrapped in a quiet blanket of sleep, undisturbed and tranquil. No one had seen him sneak in, and he had been grateful for that. He wasn't in the mood for questions or curious eyes.

He needed this—this moment of solitude, of water and steam, to unravel the tangled knots in his mind.

The water lapped gently at his skin, soothing the raw cuts and bruises that marred his body, though it did nothing to alleviate the ache that had settled deeper.

That ache came from seeing her again after so many years. She wasn't the same girl he had once known, and neither was he the same boy.

The years had reshaped them both, and as much as he wanted to forget the past, it seemed destiny had other plans.

Seeing her wield that whip with such cold precision, watching as blood painted her skin and fire danced in her eyes—it had done something to him.

He exhaled deeply, the steam burning his lungs as he sank deeper into the water until it reached just below his chin.

Arjun closed his eyes, trying to let the heat wash away the chaos inside him.

But all he could see was the flicker of a blade, the gleam in her eyes as she stood among the fallen, her figure drenched in the blood of those who had dared to attack her.

The girl he once knew had been afraid of violence; she had flinched at the sight of blood. But tonight... tonight, she had been a force of nature, a harbinger of death.

Eventually, Arjun finished his bath and changed, the cool air brushing against his damp skin as he walked to his room.

He lay on the bed, eyes fixed on the canopy above, willing sleep to find him.

And when it did, it carried him into the same dream that visited him, every night—one where Draupadi's face, fierce and beautiful, haunted his every breath.

Arjun moved through the dimly lit corridors with a purposeful stride, his restlessness growing with each step.

He hadn't seen Draupadi all day, his duties keeping him occupied with preparations for Yudhisthir's wedding ceremony.

But now, with a moment of freedom, he sought her out, needing to see her more than he was willing to admit.

After asking a passing maid, he found himself heading towards the bride's chambers.

The laughter of the women spilled out into the hallway as he approached, drawing him closer. H

e paused at the doorway, his eyes searching the room until they landed on Draupadi.

She was standing beside Devika, helping her with her bridal attire while the other women—Hidimbi, Vijaya, Karenumati, and his sister Jeevika—chatted around them.

The room was alive with the kind of teasing that always came with weddings, and Draupadi, ever the shy one, simply smiled at the jokes, focusing on arranging the folds of Devika's saree.

Her gentle hands smoothed the folds of the rich saree, and she adjusted the jewelry to perfection.

She listened quietly to the conversation swirling around her, her face flushed with shy smiles as the girls took turns teasing each other.

Arjun smiled, shaking his head at her shyness. Draupadi was always teasing and playful around him, but around others, she was silent as snow.

Shy.

"Look at you, Draupadi jiji," Vijaya said with a mischievous glint in her eye. "So focused on making Devika jiji look beautiful. Are you secretly practicing for when it's your turn?" The youngest among them, recently engaged to Sahadev, she was always eager to join in on the teasing.

Her teasing had Arjun smirking, as he leaned casually against the wall listening.

Karenumati, Devika's sister-in-law, joined in with a laugh. "She's probably afraid of what Arjun will do to her if she's not the perfect bride! Isn't that right, Draupadi?"

Arjun bit his bottom lip, amusement filling his soul, his poor baby will be eaten alive by the women of his family. And as predicted by Draupadi's cheeks flared red, and she kept her eyes on the bridal necklace she was fastening. "I—I'm just helping Devika. That's all," she mumbled.

He shook his head at her innocence, the poor thing had no idea what these women were even talking about.

"Oh, come on," Hidimbi chimed in, a playful smirk on her lips. "We all know Arjun's not going to let you get any sleep on your wedding night. He'll eat you alive, Draupadi, piece by piece."

A chorus of laughter erupted in the room, and Draupadi's blush deepened to a shade that rivaled the bridal reds decorating Devika's attire. She fumbled with the clasp of the necklace and tried to hide her flustered expression behind a veil of dark hair.

"Be careful there, Drau," Jeevika, Arjun's older sister, said, clearly enjoying the scene. "With the way you're blushing, it won't be just the necklace you drop. If Arjun's as impatient with you as he is with his archery practice, you'll be in trouble sooner than you think."

The other women erupted in laughter again, but Draupadi's confusion only made it worse. She glanced nervously between the girls, not entirely understanding the innuendo, which seemed to only encourage them more.

"She's too innocent, this one," Hidimbi said, shaking her head. "Can you imagine her on her wedding night? The poor girl won't know what hit her. She'll just lie there, wide-eyed and clueless."

Karenumati leaned forward, whispering loudly enough for all to hear, "Or maybe she'll be the one doing the hitting, hmm? You know, if Arjun gets too... eager."

Devika snorted with laughter, meeting Draupadi's shocked gaze in the mirror. "Maybe we should give her some advice then! Let's start with what to do if your husband gets too handsy before you've even taken off your jewelry."

The girls burst into another fit of laughter as Draupadi's face grew impossibly red, her hands trembling slightly as she finished tying the last knot on Devika's blouse. She straightened up, trying to muster some form of dignified escape.

"Oh no, Drau!" Jeevika exclaimed, intercepting her. "You can't run away yet. Not when the real fun is just getting started." She grinned wickedly. "You know, I once overheard Arjun complaining to Bhrata Bheem that he had to marry a girl who probably wouldn't even know how to kiss."

The laughter was deafening, and Draupadi could only stammer incoherently, her eyes darting towards the door. "I—I should get ready for the ceremony," she finally managed to say, her voice barely audible above the giggles and teasing remarks.

"Let her go," Devika said, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. "She needs to look perfect tonight—Arjun might decide to collect his bride early if she's too tempting."

"Oh, absolutely!" Karenumati agreed. "And who knows? Maybe tonight will be the night. You know, Draupadi, you'd better watch out—Arjun might sneak into your room just to get a taste."

"Stop, stop, you're scaring her," Jeevika said, though the playful warning didn't seem sincere as she gave Draupadi a gentle nudge towards the door. "Go get yourself ready, Drau, before these women turn you into a nervous wreck."

Arjun who had been listening, moved instantly to Drau's room, knowing all too well that's where she would be headed.

His poor innocent bride was teased relentlessly today. He couldn't believe they had said all that to his girl.

He knew they were couple, and usually couples did a lot of physical things, but between him and Drau the relationship has mostly been of friendship, before it evolved in something deeper.

And with her innocence, he wanted her to be comfortable when he began anything with her.

Arjun entered her room, sitting on her bed, as he waited her.

Draupadi fled the room, her heart hammering as the girls' laughter followed her down the corridor.

Her mind was a flurry of blush-inducing thoughts, most of which she didn't quite understand.

But the warmth spreading over her cheeks and the odd fluttering in her stomach made her feel as if she had just escaped an ambush.

She hurried toward her chamber, she opened the door, and shut it fast behind her.

Her breaths were coming out in rapid succession, while she leaned against the door breathing hard.

Arjun, who was sitting there on the edge of her bed, arms crossed, a faint smirk playing on his lips, stood up moving behind her.

He placed his hand on either side of her body and leaned into her smaller, softer frame.

His hard muscles pressed in her soft back, he kissed her neck, she gasped in shock, her eyes flying open.

"Who-" she began in panic, he clutched her waist as he pushed her harder against the door, his chest pressing in her back.

"Who else can enter in my bride's room except me." His deep voice, was husky with desire, as moved her hair on one side, kissing the length of her neck.

Her warm skin felt buttery under his lips, he kissed and sucked her skin, making her heart throb hard.

"Ar.. Arjun." Her voice was barely above whisper, as he wrapped his one hand around her neck, turning her head up till her dark orbs, that he adored so much, locked with his hazel ones.

"That's right baby... it's me... you're man..touching you and teasing you." He whispered in her ear, tracing his lush lips on her earlobe, his warm breath on her skin had goosebumps running down her flesh.

She trembled at his touch driving him even more crazy.

"Ar-Arjun. . ." she stammered, her voice high and breathless. "What are you doing here?"

He turned her suddenly in his arms, pressing her back in the door, while his looked down at her eyes. The one that had him losing his mind every second.

His hands that were rough with wars caressed her silky soft cheeks,  he kissed her forehead.

"I could ask you the same," he said, his tone laced with humor. "You ran out of there like the room was on fire. Did my sister and the others scare you that much?"

She shut her, her pulse quickening."N-No, they were just... saying things," she mumbled, her blush deepening at the memory of their teasing.

"Things about me, I assume," he said, his smirk widening, she reached out her eyes opening slowly as she focused on his angvastra, her fingers tracing designs there, as she avoided his gaze.

He traced his lips on her neck, making her shiver, her hands clutching on his angvastra, while he whispered against her neck as he kissed and sucked it.

"So, what did they say exactly? That I'm going to devour you whole? Or did they share some... wedding night tips?" His voice took on a deeper lilt. A mix of teasing and desire.

His heart was thrumming with need. His close proximity with Drau had always been a constant struggle with his will.

He wanted to devour her and protect her all at once. She reeled him in like a fire beckoning the moth.

He had no control over his actions around her, though he prided himself on impeccable control.

He licked her warm flesh making her gasp as sparks shot down her body, she trembled hard on his arms.

He suddenly bent a little wrapping his arms around her back and behind her knees, before he lifted her bridal style, so easily and effortlessly like she was a feather.

She nearly shouted in surprise, but his lips captured hers in an intense soul burning kiss.

He kissed her like he was claiming her soul, his tounge battled with hers for dominance, as he walked to the bed, her hands tightening on her.

He sucked her tongue in his mouth, as he kneeled on the bed laying her down on the bed, like she was the most precious treasure to him. His body covered hers, as he never broke the kiss.

The kiss was intense, claiming and enough that core was throbbing. She could feel strange emotions stirring in her body, waking her body in ways she never understood.

She felt like she was a live wire that trembled with the need for something.

Arjun's control was slipping he kissed her like there was no tomorrow, his tongue dominating hers, while she surrendered under him beautiful.

His hands caressed down her waist, squeezing it hard. As he moved pulling her on top of him, while he lay on his back.

He made her straddle him,  never breaking the kiss.

His grasp tightening on her waist.

Draupadi's body throbbed, her skin burned, and her entire body felt like it was going to burn if he didn't do something.

She was so confused yet whatever he did to her, it all felt so good, she wanted more.

She broke the kiss as her lungs, she greedily gulped oxygen as her man kissed and bit her jaw, making her tremble harder.

"Ar..Arya..." She whispered softly, and Arjun's heart gave a hard jolt. The possesive beast in him purred in satisfaction.

"That's right baby...I am your Arya." He whispered thickly in her ear.

"Say it again my love." He whispered as he looked up at her, while trembled gazing down at him.

"Arya..."

He smirked satisfied. As he kissed her lips softly and delicately, sucking her bottom lip in his mouth.

He bit her bottom lip making her moan, as her body jolted with need.

Arjun was burning with desire, his instincts were screaming at him to claim her, clutching her chin between his forefinger and thumb as he kissed her hard.

Draupadi who had been sitting on his lap, could feel something hardening under her, and the place that throbbed so sweetly yet keenly, was pressing down on the hardness.

She rotated her hips instinctively. Pleasure like never before zapped through her body, teasing a loud moan out of her lips, as Arjun groaned against her lips, maddening pleasure had his body throbbing.

He clutched her waist, freezing her moments as he breathed harder.

"Drau...baby... princess... don't do that..." He breathed through the words, not allowing her to move.

She looked down at him, her pupils were blown out, her eyes were droopy like a beautiful siren, a goddess who had come alive.

Her beautiful face that was a picture of innocence, gazed down at him, her face was flushed, her lips swollen from his kisses, as her long hair cascaded around them like a waterfall.

She looked every bit like the goddess of beauty.

"Why?" She whispered, confused and her insticts wanting to do exactly that, "What was that Arya?" She whispered, curious, shy and her voice thick with need.

He caressed her soft cheek, clutching it. "Baby. . . you're too innocent for this." He whispered, he wanted to tell but...his heart was throbbing crazily in his chest.

The beast in him was struggling and clawing under his skin to devour his girl. To claim her. To possess her till she was nothing but a moaning mess in his arms.

She rotated her hips again, grinding the apex between her thighs harder against his.

The wild current of electricity raced down her body, she clutched his shoulders, as she tumbled forward in his arms, she was inches away from his face as his hand wrapped in her hair, tugging it back to look in her needy eyes.

He was barely holding by an inch of control and she was playing a dangerous game.

"Baby girl. . . don't." He warned.

"Don't you like it. . ." She whispered, her voice light with embarrassment, self doubt pouring in her. "I am sorry that was so stupid....I never considered that you might not want this...I am sorry I don't-"

Arjun's resolve shattered, he hated seeing her self doubt, as he tugged her down using her hair, slamming his lips against hers.

"I want you too much." He said between his kiss, breathing hard, "And I'm afraid I'll push you too far..." He whispered as he kissed her like he was claiming her soul.

"Please Arjun. . ."she pleaded the need in her body was too great, he could no longer take it.

He growled like an animal, as he ran his hands up and down her body, he wrapped his huge hands around each of her breasts as he kissed her.

She trembled and moaned aloud in his arms. "Ah..oh god...Arya... please." She moaned aloud.

His hands ran down her body, squeezing her curves, as he massaged her breasts with both his hands, playing with them, squeezing them.

Pleasure, pure and heady throbbed through her. "Oh please." She whimpered in need.

Arjun sat up, turning her in his arms, so her back was pressed in his chest, her head resting on his shoulder.

"Are you sure. . ?" He asked in her ear, "Are you really certain that you want to do this baby? I am going to touch you, if you feel uncomfortable of you just have to stop, you will say so instantly understood?" He asked, turning her head to make her look up at him, his eyes were intensely gazing at hers.

She tried to look away from the intensity of his gaze, but he held her chin captive. "No, tell me you understand." His deep voice had her blushing three shades darker.

"I want this. If I want to stop, I'll say so. . ." She promised, he gazed at her a moment longer. "There is nothing more important than you. So,  I want you to understand, that you are in control. Say 'no' the moment you wanna stop."

She nodded blushing, as he caressed her cheeks, capturing her lips with his.

Draupadi's body came alive under his touch, he ran his fingers down her thighs as she lost herself in his kisses, he pulled a blanket over them, till it rested around their waist, before pulled up slowly her lehnga.

Her heart was a throbbing mess, her body trembled hard. His rough touch on her skin felt like fire in petrol.

He caressed her inner thighs delicately, making her jolt in his arms, as their kiss turned into something more intimate.

This was all so new with him. And she was eager to explore this side of their relationship.

Arjun had been her everything, she wanted to feel him in the most intimate way a woman could feel her man.

Arjun bit and kissed her, claiming her in every move. His love for her was a burning entity in his chest, it was so great that sometimes he forgot how to breath.

He wanted his first touch for her to be good, he wanted her to love it, to trust him, he wanted to make her feel good.

He had heard plenty tales of how woman often got forever scarred mentally if their partner was not correct.

He wanted to be correct for Drau. He wanted his girl to only ever have pleasent memories of their union.

He gazed in her eyes, that eye lock was more intimate than any touch could ever be, as he slowly pushed his fingers in her under clothes.

His fingers met with smooth clean flesh, before reached the apex of her thighs, her skin felt like wet soaking silk. It was velvety soft, and his rough and powerful fingers caressed her delicately.

Pleasure zapped down her body as she moaned aloud. Trembling in pleasure in his arms. Her cheeks were flushed as her breathing grew laboured, but her eyes they never left his.

His breathing picked up with hers, as he moved his fingers slowly massaging her clit, her wetness coating his fingers.

Her body vibrated with pleasure so intense that she couldn't even understand what was happening, it felt like something was building in her, something massive, like a balk of pleasure that was slowly mounting in her.

Colours flashed in her minds, as her senses were overwhelmed with Arjun, his fragrance, musky and earthy, his touch, rough yet so careful, his eyes, that bared her soul to him.

"Ar..." She moaned and whimpered.

Her whole body was like an instrument, and his fingers expertly played him.

"You're so beautiful baby." He crooned, his voice thick with desire, while he gazed at her face.

She looked ethereal as he slowly wove her pleasure deeper. He kissed and licked her.

Her embarassement and shyness had vanished in thin air, as she bloomed like a beautiful flower in his arms, a girl who was tasting the pleasure of her feminine side.

"Arya. . ." She gasped, her eyes arrested with his.

"I know my love. Let it happen trust me." He whispered, her fingers were tightening on his arms.

"So gorgeous baby. You look so ravishing in my arms." He whispered in her ear, with his one hand he held her neck, firm but not painful, holding her face so she looked at him .

"Please please please." She begged, moaning and trembling as her man moved his fingers faster on her clit, rubbing and massaging before her eyes rolled back in her eyes, as pleasure denoted like a nuclear bomb with her, sending ripples of ecstasy down her veins. 

She trembled and moaned, he kissed her lips swallowing her shouts of pleasure. As he continued to flick her, extending her orgasm to the point where she soon tumbled into a second round of orgasm.

Her body was trembling uncontrollably as she moaned in his arms, he kissed her like she was his oxygen. She moaned, for a moment the world turned dark.

Arjun smiled kissing her forehead, as he hugged her close, running his fingers through her hair, as he waited for her to wake up from her momentarily blackout from the sheer pleasure. . .

When she opened her eyes, her body was humming with the after effects of her pleasure.

And she lay comfortably in her man's arms, nuzzling his neck as he cuddled.

"You okay baby?" He asked softly, running his fingers through her hair.

She blushed nodding. Hiding her face in his neck. He chuckled kissing her forehead. "My shy girl." He crooned kissing her forehead.

She gazed at him, blushing.

"Arjun. . ."

He kissed her lips. "I love you." He whispered.

She kissed her lips "I love you more."

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