Chapter-24

Aarohi yawned loudly watching t.v, it's ten in the morning and it's raining pretty bad, they have to leave for Vijaywada in the evening even though they thought to leave in the morning itself the rain is not a good friend for driving.

She yawned again as she saw every channel coming ads. Abhimanyu threw a cushion on her face.

“Ugh, Enti ni baadha? Nannu  prashantham ga T.V kooda choodanivvava?” (What is your problem? Won't you let me watch t.v in calm?)

Aarohi grunted.

“Choosthey Choodavey, evadu odhu annadu? Barre la aa arupulu entey?” (See if you want to, who is stopping you? What are those shouts like a buffalo?)

“Avi arupulu kaadhu, avalinthalu. First thelusukoni thittu.” (They are not shouts, they are yawns, first learn before scolding.)

“Niku baaga over ayindhey. Aaruvu barre moham dhana.” ( You have gotten over, scream buffalo face.)

“Aunty tho cheptha.” (I will tell aunty)

“What can you do more than that?”

A pillow was the answer Abhimanyu received which he dodged and laughed when Aarohi grunted. She took another pillow and aimed at him. Which went paat him to the back of couch and Abhimanyu laughed more. He kept the laptop on the table beside and  took another pillow and threw it on her face making her gasp.

“ I will tell your mother you are beating me.” she said taking the same pillow and threw at him.

“See, told you can't do anything without threatening me with my mother.” Abhimanyu laughed at her as it went past him again.

“ I can't do anything? Here I come you demon.” saying so she took two pillows and holding them she stood infront of him and started beating him with them.

“Aaro-”

“Here you take, you demon. How dare you tell me I can't do anything? Take this. And this and this!”

She said slapping him with those pillow and straddled his lap. He gripped her waist in his hands and pulled her down under him as he straddled over her. Aarohi was startled and Abhimanyu took that as a chance to pin her hands above her head.

Her t-shirt raised a little up and since it was a short one, her whole stomach was on the show but Abhimanyu didn't care about anything and started tickling her near her ribs and neck.

Aarohi started laughing and thrashed him with her legs but didn't she say? He is a demon.

Abhimanyu's hand went down unknowingly and he felt her soft skin on his finger tips and heard her gasp. He looked up and saw her eyes being hooded and her chest heaving up and down. Her bangs fallen on her face. Her gold nuptial chain in her neck and her hair tied in a loose braid, her partition had hint of redness of vermillion and Abhimanyu shifted a little up. She wriggled her hands and he immediately left them and he tried to get up but his hand accidentally touched her exposed stomach again earning a gasp.

He looked up to see her closed eyes and as if she knew he was watching she nodded her head up and down with a moan followed when he teased it a little bit. She bit her lips and released a groan. Abhimanyu's breath hitched when he felt the softness of her skin against his rough fingers. Her skin is so beautiful and soft.

Her belly button is exposed and he again looked up at Aarohi who is looking at him with hooded eyes, asking him to do something. Anything. Blood rushed to every part of his body as he shifted on his hands placed both of them, one on the resting top of the couch and the other beside her as he balanced himself. His warm breath falling on her face made her arch her neck to him, letting that warmth reach out to the deepest depths of her soul as she cherished the warmth he produced.

“Look at me.” he ordered and she shook her head sideways saying no.

He inched his face closer to her's and she gripped his neck as his nose touched the spot below her ear as it travelled behind it and he placed a small and soft kiss over there earning a small moan from her and he smiled.

“Look at me Aarohi.” he ordered again and she again shook her head in no.

Her chest heaving up and down, her soft breasts slightly touching his hard chest as he removed his hands from the head rest and side of her head as the one near the headrest is now behind her back, securing her against him as his other hand touched her cheek.

Aarohi closed her eyes tight at this intimacy. She never felt this way ever and she felt like ripping all of her clothes out and do the same for him as he sucked the life out of her. She never felt this way for anyone and is painfully beautiful that she doesn't want this to end. She doesnt want his hands to go back, she wants to hold him, like this. She wants to forget who they actually are and pull him so deep into herself that she wants to feel him wherever she can.

Abhimanyu cupped her face and looked at her eyes which are closed, her nose and her lips. He traced the corner of her cheeks and almost lost control when she slightly opened her mouth, he dipped his head and stopped himself merely near her lips, his heart beating loud and clear while he closed his eyes. Aarohi's hands travelled from his neck to his hair and he groaned when she circled her legs around him which pulled his lower body into hers making both of them gasp.

He sighed softly as he opened his eyes and lifted his head away from her's. He again watched as a frown formed on her beautiful face and smiled. She is so adorable.

He moved his face a little forward and touched his lips to her forehead. Aarohi opened her eyes and a tear rolled down her eye as she watched Abhimanyu.

He wiped the tear and joined their foreheads, the stayed in silence as the raining sound along with their slow breaths are all they can hear. They don't want to pull away from eachother.

Aarohi inched her head closer and let the tears freely fall from her eyes. She is confused, helpless and doesn't understand what she wants and Abhimanyu is becoming something much more than a friend now and also a person whom she is hating.

Abhimanyu too fiercely kept their joined foreheads together relishing this moment in his hear, capturing every single breath of theirs so that he can spend his loneliest nights later with her memories that will be just memories, so that the dreams he dream about them will have a reference of what it is to be closer to her body and feel her every fibre even with the slightest closeness.

“I hate you.” She whispered.

“I know.” he replied as a small sad smile appeared on his face.

She opened her eyes and watched him detangle himself from her and he left finally to the guest room taking his laptop and she clutched the pillow on the side with which she hit him and hugged it to her chest as multiple tears left her beautiful eyes as she wondered why is it hard for her to love a man who loves her immensely and why is it hard for her to forget the past...

Is something burning?

Is it your screen? Or you?

Its been so long since I had written intimacy scenes so please bare it with what I gave.

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