Pallavi Khuranna was still reeling from what you called the 'aftermath' of her sexual experience with Adhvik. A part of her still found it unbelievable but then, she just had to look at her naked self in the mirror and she would know.

It was like the imprints of his touch were still on her body. She could practically smell him from her skin. That sweaty, earthy kind of smell emanating from two naked bodies. The memory of those events was very much vivid like the body itself had acquired the memory of its own. No way it was a dream.

She remained in a daze after that day. So much so that even Mrs. Khuranna took notice of it and acquired Deepali what was wrong with her. For the second time. "You two did go to the mall yesterday, right?"

Deepali attempted to show her poker face to cover her shocked one. Mothers were sharp. "Yes, Ma. We only did shopping... It must be the stress of being jobless you know."

“Hmm, poor child.” Mrs. Khuranna nodded.

Deepali informed Pallavi about the same, warning her to be attentive to her surroundings. She still couldn't believe her ears when Pallavi confessed her tale to her. That they had done everything except for straight and oral sex. How could someone expose itself to this extent for the first time? Heck, they weren't even in a relationship. It's like her sister became the rebel of her family by breaking free from the old traditions. Not that Deepali minded. It was Pallavi's life after all. She just didn't want her to get hurt.

“I think sex is overrated,” Pallavi muttered out of nowhere.

“You're realizing that now? You didn't even have sex.”

“No, I don't mean media... It's just...” Pallavi fumbled, not really knowing how to put her mixed feelings into words.

Yesterday was an experience of discovery. Discovery of her own self and Adhvik. She enjoyed it immensely— not just because of its sexual nature but the fact that they could tease and laugh in between. That they could be their silly selves. And yet, something felt incomplete.
While it was enjoyable, it wasn't as pleasurable. Atleast not as much as she expected.

Fiction and movies symbolized sex as a doorway to heaven. An otherworldly experience where every touch, every kiss became a ripple of pleasure, igniting its way to the most erotic parts. Now Adhvik was feeling every moment. It was evident from his glazed eyes, occasional groans, and his obvious hard-on. Pallavi felt it too, at times-- when they kissed for the first time and when his fingers worked their magic. Other times, not so much.

And that scared her.

What if she was a lesbian? An asexual? Or perhaps masturbation was the only method of satisfaction for her. What if she wasn't attracted to Adhvik? No, that couldn't be it. She had gotten wet over his touch before. Nothing could be as obvious as that. What else?

Was it because he didn't touch her right? She often read how men didn't need much ammunition to be aroused while women required a certain technique for it. Several jokes were written about it. These thoughts kept her in splits. She even discussed a small part of her dilemma with Adhvik. He had only one thing to say.

“That's because you didn't have sex with me.”

How can I when I wasn't even wet enough, you idiot? She wanted to scream but didn't. It was too embarrassing to say it out loud.

There was no use asking questions to which she had no concrete answers. There was only one thing she could do. Try out one more time. If things retained then she would stop visiting Adhvik altogether. No point in fucking if you didn't feel it.

Adhvik pestered Pallavi about her next visit to his humble abode, which was everyday. It was like he was having withdrawal symptoms from her. She loved that but man, was she envious of him. Envious of his desperation and excitement.

Faridabad didn't host a variety of accessories. Not in the quality that Mrs. Khuranna sought so she often went to Delhi for shopping. Either that or to seek an Ayurvedic doctor. Delhi was almost an hour away from their home while the shopping district was further away. It would atleast take four hours of going, shopping and returning back. Enough time for Pallavi to visit someone's room and finish her business.

Pallavi's eyes popped wide. Was she actually this clever?

* * *

“Aaj hamari adhuri kahaani puri hogi (today our incomplete story will be complete)” Adhvik commented as they walked their way to his room. Poor guy didn't even know that today was a make or break it moment for him. It was the peak of the afternoon.

Pallavi realized how reality differed from fiction. Often in English series, two people jumped on each other's bones right off the bat when the kissing commenced. No doubt that looked hot but in reality, making out often started slow. Or atleast it did in her case. Adhvik and her took their sweet time freshening up and getting comfortable with their surroundings.

Time passed as they conversed about trivial things. All the while Adhvik laid on her lap until his fingers ran the length of her legs and other places, giving her goosebumps. Pallavi rolled her head back when he unbuttoned her shirt to kiss her chest. A while later, he stood up only to crouch down to her level, supporting his one hand on the mattress. Placing a finger on her lips, he looked her eye-to-eye, shooting a seductive smile.

“Don't giggle. Just close your eyes and feel what I do to you,” He spoke in a silvery, deep voice that sent chills down her spine. A second later, his lips met hers.

A familiar feeling rushed in coupled with a sense of longing. Their lips met with that familiarity and need. It was like learning to play a tune on a piano. Earlier they were unsure of what keys to press to get the tune right, but having already experienced it once, they were starting to remember a few keys. Or perhaps their bodies were recollecting each other. Their lips moved fervently against each other, replaced by their tongues soon after. This was definitely better than the kiss she had before. Eventually, their tops came off. Soon after, she was laid down.

Pallavi couldn't make sense of what followed, but she felt Adhvik's wet, kissable lips trail down her ear, jaw, neck, all the way to her shoulders, making her skin grow hot with his touch. His hands that cupped her boobs earlier were replaced by his mouth and she suppressed a sound. Before she could catch her breath, he rose to nibble on the skin between her neck and shoulders, earning a sensuous moan from the back of her throat.

What was that ‘ahh’ sound?

Perhaps Adhvik figured her out as he nibbled her neck a few more times, rendering her powerless under him. Pallavi's fingers snaked around his head, feeling the soft brushes of his hair and bare arms as it hugged her. She rolled her head back slightly, biting her lip as he rained wet kisses on her breasts, belly, thighs, all the way between her legs. By the time, he was done, she was gasping for air with opened eyes. In a very good way.

Two fingers entered her, making her toes curl. She could feel exactly what he felt. “My God, Pallavi... you are soaking wet. Did you come?”

“Ye- yes and no... I don't know...” She managed to find a shaky voice between her pants. As proof, she repeated Adhvik's action just to discover how wet she was. It didn't surprise her much though. Not when her whole body was reeling from the intimacy she received some time ago. This was exactly what she missed from their first time. She felt so sensuously good that she would stop at nothing to experience it again and again. She wanted more and she wanted it fast.

Just fill me with your dick.

She didn't even utter a sound of protest when he parted her legs. She could feel his hard-on pressed against the softness of her p#ssy. The sound of her heartbeat hammered against her ears in anticipation.

And then, all the blood rushed down as he entered her. Their eyes found each other at the moment as they gasped, feeling physically connected for the first time in their lives. Her hips moved out of her own accord, matching his slow thrusts. He didn't enter her entirely, making her incomplete and relieved at the same time. She wasn't receptive to pain yet. Not when she was feeling so good.

Slowly, she closed her eyes. Her sane mind threatened to shut down as the sounds of their ragged breaths and bodies grew quieter. They became a soft whisper in the dark— small and distant. It was like she was falling deep into the abyss of pleasure.

Everything was sailing smoothly. She wanted this to go on forever but somewhere deep inside a dream, emerged a voice of reason. It grew bigger and louder, forcing her to push it past her vocal cords. She opened her eyes wide to the view of the fan on the ceiling while he rammed her.

“C- Co....on...”

“What...?”

“Condom?” She whispered between her audible breaths and stopped moving. “Where's the condom, Adhi? Yo- you had them last time.”

“I- um,” He averted his eyes away, clearing his throat. “I may have used all for... practice.”

“You what?!” She blinked, snapping out of her hazy trance. Was it weird that none of them parted from their reproductive organs yet? “There's a store nearby, isn't it? Buy it from there.”

“Nooo~!” Adhvik resisted, “We are going so good. Look, it's no big deal. I know clearly when I'm going to ejaculate. I'll pull out before that, I promise.”

“Hell no!” Pallavi sat down, parting away from him even though every fiber of her being demanded the opposite. “I'd rather have nothing than be sorry. Just go bring the condom and we'll continue this again.”

A deep frown marred his features as if he was having a war with his brain and body. Brain won as he zipped himself, letting out a sigh of disappointment. A huge one. “Fine, you wait here. I'll lock the door and bring the condom in five minutes. Remember five minutes and then—”

Both raised their heads to the fan in the ceiling that had slowed down. The power went off.

“Shit! It just had to go at this time.” Adhvik cussed with gritted teeth.

“What do you mean? Will it not come back?”

“It will... after three hours.”

“What?!” Pallavi's face paled. She was already starting to perspire with no wind. “At this weather? It's thirty-eight degrees out there! Why don't you have a power backup?”

Nonetheless, Adhvik locked the door to get the condom. Meanwhile, Pallavi masturbated herself to brace herself for the sex that was about to happen. Adhvik came after ten minutes with a few packets of protection. He stripped off to reveal his chest that had droplets of sweat— he was perspiring all over. He looked down at himself and cussed again. When Pallavi asked he told that he had already pre cum a bit which must have happened while he was outside. It would be a while till he would be ready again.

Henceforth, they waited without the fan. No, waiting was the wrong word. Obviously, they wouldn't sit naked doing nothing. Quite a few acts were performed such as the one of taking a man's cock into the mouth which Adhvik had been requesting Pallavi since millennia. She was reluctant at first but when she did it, it wasn't as bad as she pictured it out to be. There was something about giving pleasure to someone else and may she say she loved his reaction to when she had him in her mouth. Soon enough, he was up and ready for the vanilla action. It went as follows.

“Did it go in?”

“Uh, I think so... I think... Nope. It came out.”

“Fine, let me adjust... Did it go in now?”

“Uh-huh, a bit— ouch, that fuckin' hurt!... Now it's okay.”

Their sweaty bodies brushed against each other as they proceeded to make out. The more they did it, the more heat they produced, the more sweaty they became. So much so that when she ran her hand through his chest, she felt his sweat instead of skin. She grimaced. When it came to sex, let's just say it didn't go deep enough due to various reasons, one of which was obviously sweating. Adhvik junior just wasn't in the mood of performing in the scorching heat. They eventually gave up, getting off each other in a hurry to cool down. They fanned themselves.

And made fun of their situation.

Adhvik stole a glance at the shelf where the statues of God's were kept. “Bhagwan bhi soch rahe hoge, kaise chutiye paida kare hai. Zara sa kaam nhi kar pa rahe.”

(Even God must be thinking. What kind of wussies he made who cannot even complete such a primitive task?)

Pallavi burst out laughing until she couldn't laugh anymore. His smile dissipated as well. “I'm laughing but only I know how to hurt I am from inside at my junior bailing out on me. On us. I wasn't able to satisfy you... Maybe I have premature ejaculation like the character of Ayushmaan Khuranna.”

“No, none of that is true, okay!” Pallavi denied strongly. She extended her hand to pat his cheek. “We didn't have sex last time but you were able to keep your erection as long as you like, remember. The lights were on at that time. This isn't your fault... And you did satisfy me today. I felt... felt heavenly good in the beginning.”

“Me too. That's why I pre-came. Maybe I'm too small for you after all. Maybe we don't match.”

“Come oon!” Pallavi was exasperated at his insecurities. It took a while to brush his worries away as she tried to convince him. She also mentioned how they shouldn't rely on porn for they were never a reflection of sex in real life. Not even in the slightest. She was starting to realize that.

“You better come when the lights are on next time. We'll finish the race together.” He said, watching Pallavi wear her clothes.

“Uh-huh,” She nodded, her brows knitting in thought. “And after that, what? We go our own ways?”

“God heavens no!” Adhvik snorted in disbelief. “We keep doing this until one of us gets hitched. Simple.”

“I- I don't know about that,” Pallavi stuttered, hesitant. The truth was she didn't know how long she would keep it up. She was able to visit him today because her mother was out and her father was in the office. Moreover, Adhvik was able to take leave from Mansur since he was on notice period. But what about later when her father would retire or when Adhvik shifted to his new office? She preferred meeting Adhvik without telling her parents, rather than coming up with a lie. How long she could go on lying to her parents? Damn, this was stressful. It was appalling Adhvik wanted to continue with whatever this was.

This?

“Wait, what are we?" When he asked her to clarify,” Pallavi added, surprised they hadn't talked about this before. “I mean if in case we keep up with this, it means we are something, right? Friends with benefits? Casual...”

“Friends with benefits? What's that?”

Pallavi widened her eyes like he was an alien. “You don't know? The famous Hollywood movie with Justin Timberlake and Mila Kunis. You must have heard of it.”

He clicked his tongue. “Nah. Doesn't ring a bell. I hardly watch Hollywood.”

Pallavi let out an exaggerated sigh. Now she didn't follow Hollywood closely but she had seen a bunch of popular movies and knew the names of at least five actors. Adhvik neither watched Korean shows nor English shows. He was a pure desi launda whose shows and movies were limited to Indian. So boring. Henceforth she summarized the movie along with ‘no strings attached’ which was another movie with a similar theme.

“I like this term ‘friends with benefits’. It suits us. Or perhaps fuck buddies.”

“If you say that again, I'll forbid you to see my boobs. I'm not your fuck buddy!” She pointed a threatening finger at him only for him to suck her finger in return. She pulled her finger out, shooting daggers at him.

“Fine, then perhaps a special friend or special relationship. Dikkat kaha hai, meri jaan,” He tugged her arms, pulling her to the bed beside him while she pouted. “Acha tell me, is it really necessary to put labels out there? I don't want us to be restricted under those titles. We are free to be anything. To do anything. Our presence here is good enough. Let's just go with the flow, alright.”

With his fingers grazing her skin like a feather and his dopey-eyed look, it was nearly impossible for Pallavi to argue about it anymore. “Just promise me one thing?”

“Anything.”

“No matter what happens or however long this lasts between us, we'll always be friends. Not like other people who cut off once they are over. Promise that this wouldn't affect our friendship in any shape or form.” She swallowed a lump in her throat.

“God promise!” Adhvik clutched the skin on his neck between his fingers and then cupped her face. “You didn't even need to mention. I always plan on being your friend, no matter what. I don't want to lose out on our friendship either. Don't worry.”

He smiled, showing his perfect twitched lips behind his twinkling eyes and Pallavi's heart fell a little more than it already should. She heaved a sigh as if she had released a huge load off her chest. Their conversation sure strengthened her belief in them. She didn't have to worry now. 

“Well, speaking about doing anything, our movie day is still due.”

“I know, babe. Next time, I promise.”

* * *

Later on, Pallavi did what she wanted to do ever since Adhvik asked her out for sex that day— Call Aradhana. Obviously, she was shocked. “You did WHAT?!”

“Unbelievable, right?” Pallavi shrieked, waving her palm in excitement.

“I don't understand. Didn't you say he wasn't interested in you and all that bullshit?”

Henceforth, Pallavi summarized her events of the story from chapter thirty to the latest. As I keep saying, this book had not seen the light of the day.

“Sounds like a typical 'Hum dil de chuke sanam' Bollywood story,” Aradhana commented, laughing.

“Ew, why do you have to compare it that way? You ruined my mood.” Pallavi, grimaced letting out a gagging sound. After some more teasing, she got to the point. “What should I do, Aradhana? Is it okay to go on like this?”

A sigh escaped from the other side of the phone. “What do you want?”

“I... I want to keep going. I don't care if its temporary or whatever. I want to be with him,” Pallavi blurted out, straight from her heart.

“Then do it.”

“But...”

“It's your life, babes. Do whatever the hell you want with it. FWB, hookup, serious, or a casual relationship— these labels are just there for society to judge. Only you know what makes you happy.” Aradhana continued, her tone serious. “Those teenage days are gone. We are grown-ups now. We can take our risks and responsibilities. So enjoy your time... but with protection, if you know what I mean.”

“I know.” Pallavi giggled through her glassy eyes. Don't ask me why she was nearly crying. Girls were emotional creatures. They couldn't help it.

Aradhana instructed her a few more things like having a condom or not taking naked pictures on the phone and even listed her the names of some of the contraceptive medicines just in case. Hearing this overwhelmed Pallavi. Even though Adhvik and she penetrated a little, they still didn't have proper sex, for which she was grateful about. It gave her time to think and prepare herself mentally. It was very much possible for her to lose her virginity next time but this time, it was okay.

This time, she was ready.

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So what are your thoughts at what they are doing. FWB, casual or whatever nameless relationship they are having. Is it okay or not okay here? What do u think about it in general? I told you this story is different from others. I hope you all are okay with it. Rest, be assured that the story won't end with a tragedy or anything.

I guess you intellectual readers can guess what's coming next from the last sentence alone. I'm going to spoil ya but their movie day/ date isn't far away either. 😉 Look forward.

PSS- My birthday is this week on 25th Nov. 🍰🍰 (I basically said that for you all to wish me 😆)