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"What is this fire in you that burns me everytime I'm near you!" Satya was lying beside Rai, facing each other, his eyes shifting their gaze from her glowing orbs to her lips, down to the crevice of her heaving breasts.

"Does it burn you now?" Rai's lips quivered a little, murmuring the question, and her throat swallowed a dryness of anticipation.

"Everytime!"
His voice was throaty, and their eyes met again, and this time Rai closed her quivering eyelids, her eyelashes fluttering in need and Satya pressed his lips gently against hers.

"Aumm..." She hummed, her pink lips parting at once.

The kiss continued, their fingers playing with each other's as suddenly the intensity of the moment made Satya's body tighten. An impulse of passionate electricity ran down his spine, as he left her fingers and grabbed the back of her neck instead, pulling her closer to the kiss.
Raimoti moaned softly, and moved her mouth away.

"I need to breath!" She panted, but Satya grabbed her hair and pulled her face closer once again.

"I can't stop..."

Their tongues started to dance inside each other's mouth, as they kept sucking nectar from each other's lips, drying them, acutely aware of the pooling wetness of desire that were building up inside their body.

Satya bit her lower lip and pulled with his teeth, and Raimoti stirred, feeling the need to lose herself in him, but Satya pulled away, panting.

"Do you want me to stop?"

His hands were on the small of her back, squeezed her waist with utmost sensuality, making her loose her mind, and this sudden freedom from his mouth made her lick the dryness of her lips gesturing for more.

Satya waited a few seconds for her response, and the delay made him deriliously impatient.

"Fuck it..." He breathed and grabbed the left mould of her breasts, pulling her to his chest. There was an urgency in his action, a fevered passion, and Raimoti felt enslaved to it.
His mouth was suckling on her chin, trailing madly down to her neck, suckling every bit of her skin before he found his refuge inside the deep valley of her bosoms.

"Aahh..." Raimoti gasped and groaned, pulling the back of his curls as he rubbed his face on her breasts with intense madness, like a possessed soul.
The kneading and sucking continued and before they both knew, they bodies were aligned on top of each other's. Satya's knees had pushed Rai's legs aside over her saree, positioning himself in between her trembling thighs.

"I... I can't stop..."
He panted, and his warm breath seared his skin, inciting her to want more.

"Don't..."
She groaned.

Don't stop, or was it don't do it?
Satyakirth's senses struggled for a moment, but the heat of passion was too much to let the thought linger.
Without pressing her on the ground, lest her shoulder gets hurt, he gripped her body and flipped themselves, she on top of her, and their bodies pressed together.
Raimoti just gasped, her eyes closed and Satya let his touch escalate beyond her waist, sliding his hand inside the waistband of her saree, touching and grabbing the softness of her bare buttock in deranged desire.

Raimoti's eyes, however, had wide opened at once, and her mouth fell. This was new, and he was touching her the way she had never been touched, his hands kneading the unsullied parts of her body, and suddenly a feeling of apprehension intoxication made all her senses converge on his touch, making her shiver and wriggle uncomfortably.
She wanted him, yet didn't!

"Sor... Sorry...!"
Satya had pulled his hand out of her saree at once, sensing her discomfort, and he let go of her body as if struck by a thunderbolt of realisation. Raimoti moved away slowly and lay beside him on her back, her heartbeat pounding, and her breathing unsteady, matching the thudding in his chest.

"I... I clearly shouldn't have, I crossed my boundaries..."
Satya sat up suddenly, pressing his face in his palms, moving his head sideways in vehement dismissal, and Raimoti gulped, waiting out, and finally speaking in her gentle clam voice.

"It's fine... We'd be more careful from now on."

Satya and Rai were wild souls... They have shared moments together, and in those moments passion had lingered in between them, sensuous surrealism... They had kissed, they have ministered each other, luring each other into the game of seduction and submission in the cosy comfort of her bed chamber, but never did one thought about escalating the intimacy beyond playful sensuality amidst this open wilderness.
They weren't married, probably in love, but none had confessed, each waiting for the other perhaps, and at that moment, sitting inside the tent, almost on the verge of losing their honour to each other, both Satya and Rai felt a nudge of their conscience.
The tension kept brewing inside the tent, and they both closed their eyes and breathed slowly to evade the uncomfortable sound of silence, letting their hearts calm down to fathom the situation more clearly.

"Accidents happen Satyakirth Sen..." She finally spoke, her voice sounding like a chord from broken string, her heart crying out exactly opposite to what she said.

Let's do it again Satya... I'm dying for you touch!

And, Satyakirth nodded awkwardly, inexperienced in the ways of the heart.
"Sorry again Miss Mukherjee... I... I should probably go."

He swallowed, and his heart shouted out the thoughts,
Tell her you fool, tell her you love her... Make her yours!

But what if she doesn't reciprocate his feelings? What if she mocks the contents of his heart?
What if... what if she starts to despise him!

Satya smiled blankly, his mind battling with his thoughts, and sighed deeply he prepared to leave.

"I didn't ask you to leave yet, did I?"
Raimoti spoke up, her voice had a composed command and it made him sit down at once.

"Lie down beside me." She muttered, and he complied at once, exhaling sharply.
"Tell me what would you do once our mission is fulfilled?"

The voice had a soothing calmness, and Satya closed his eyes, thinking about his words.
"I'll find my father, if he's alive." He paused, "and then I'll go back to Raipur, and devote my life for the welfare of my people... I'll be the king that they wish me to be."

"And?"
Raimoti murmured, her heart sinking a little to not find herself in his dreams.

"And, I'll teach you how to cook." He smiled gently, eyes closed.
"And, how to swim... And how to..."

Raimoti was smiling too.
She was indeed in his mind, but not the way she had expected, but her pride didn't let her admit the contents of her heart.
"And?"

"And, we'd go fishing together, in small dingi boats, we have excellent lakes in Raipur, and I'll hear you sing your favourite Scottish ballad all night long..."

"Sing?"
Rai opened her eyes at be once, widely.
"How do you know I sing Scottish ballad?"

"You told me yourself."

"No... I didn't."

Satya cleared his throat.
"Then I think I guessed, you mother being of Scottish descent." He smiled subtly, hearing her exhale.
"So do you sing Scottish ballad Raimoti?" He asked her innocently.

"No! I don't!" She turned around, facing the faintly burning lamp, focusing on the slightly quivering flame radiating the tent with it's life.
"Don't blame me for not going fishing with you if someday my Lochinvar comes and claims my heart."

"I think about it!" He murmured, the darkness sheathing the subtle smile on his face, his heart yet confirming her place in his life.

Your Lochinvar isn't yet prepared to lose himself in you my princess,
he mused,
but one day for sure... And from tonight, I'll look forward to that day!

The night by the river bank showered different emotions to the souls in love.
Raimoti and Satya lay inside the tent, him spooning her to sleep from behind, her legs slightly curled up, and their fingers entwined, his arm wrapping her, resting on her stomach, their bodies pressed against each other's...
The sound of their soft breathings were in sync too, and as his warm breath caressed the nape of her neck, making Raimoti smile, even in her sleep.

However... Outside had a different picture altogether...
The burning desire of carnal impulses had escalated within the hearts of two souls bound to each other, by the sacred bond of love!
Anirudh had led Bondita a little afar, behind a large Neem tree, sheathing themselves in the dark, and as she stood with her back against the tree trunk, his hands held her fingers, pinning her arms above her head, and his piercing gaze churned the deepest passion from her heart. Their joined silhouette looked enchanting in the moonlight.

"Are you sure?" Bondita gulped nervously, her mind unsure of his intension, yet her own arousal slowly becoming unbearable, and Anirudh smirked seriously at her, his grip becoming tighter, and his lips leaning closer.

"I am..."
His nose nuzzled her neck, and his breath seared her skin with ardent need, and as she lifted her toes to meet his lips, Anirudh left her arms and grabbed her waist instead, pulling her above the ground.

"Ahh..."
Bondita gasped, and Anirudh sucked on her neck, quietly, making her back arch, and as she grabbed his hair and pressed his face on her skin, she felt the hardness in his trousers building up into a monster, pressing on her thighs demanding freedom.

"What if someone sees?"
She bit his left earlobe, earning herself a growl.

"Only the stars, but they are a little too far."
He hushed, wrapping her waist in his left arm, as his right hand slid inside her saree, touching and caressing her legs all the way to her inner thighs.

"Anirudh..."
Bondita gasped, biting her lower lip, and her eyes sparkled at his sensuality.

"Hold still." He commanded, pressing her against the trunk once again, as his fingers found her folds, rubbing his palm to feel the intensity of her wetness.
"Damn you are dripping for me!"
He gasped, removing his hand from her honeypot, and before Bondita could respond, he unbuttoned his trousers with the free hand and pulled it down a little, exposing his naked muscular buttock to the darkness of the night, the pale colour of the skin drawing a sharp contrast against the night sky.

"How would we do this?"
Bondita half moaned, half gasped the question, her hips arching in wild anticipation of his ramming, her hot flesh yearning to feel him inside her, but Anirudh pulled a little back, taking his time to enjoy the fact that she was completely subservient to him and in his power. Anirudh smirked seductively at her, his eyes reflecting the wild ancient carnal desires known to mankind.

"Like this!"
He growled, kissing her passionately, as with a swift simultaneous movement, he lifted her saree and grabbed her waist once again, lifting her up a little from the ground. He pulled her left leg on his right thigh, and leaning forward he positioned his length right at her moist entrance, piercing her, and thrusting her slow.

Bondita felt his manhood hitting right at her core, his full length burying deep inside her, and as the thrusting increased, she clasped his shoulders firmly, biting on his shoulders to muffle the loud screams erupting from her throat.
Anirudh was growling too, in ecstasy, his whole body burning in the fire of need, as the heat of the same flame burnt Bondita too, making beads of sweat appear on her forehead, even on this chilly February midnight.

Bondita moved her hands lower, gently squeezing the starting of his buttocks, her hands straining to reach his body below, as she guided him into her faster, thereby letting him know to quicken the pace. Anirudh obey her, his goddess, gladly complying with her desires at once. The pace quickened, and he entered her faster and harder.
There was no restrain, friction, barriers between them, no feigned falsity, as everything felt natural, ancient, pure.

Manu and Satarupa!
Bondita recalled.

They were making love in clothes, yet their souls were naked, in their pristine form, and they were deepening the bond they shared with every deep thrust, transcending each other to the highest realm of real aesthetic pleasure. She was no longer playfully digging her claws into his back, but had pierced into his skin, and oh! it was a sweet pain, ripping through his heart, and muffling in his throat, letting her know that he's close. She was close too, and he slowed his pace and go in as deep as he could. Bondita pressed him hard against her body as she reached her peak, his manhood still buried inside her... her contractions making him release himself completely in her. Bondita closed her eyes and arched her back, feeling the warm jets of his love, as her lips curled into the most pleasing smile, in appreciation. Anirudh smiled too, basking in the glory of the moment, his entire being filled to the brim with true happiness, and his eyes closed in its acceptance.

"You are incredible!"
Bondita hushed, shamelessly, and somehow it made him blush, making her let out a soft laughter.

"You know what this was?"

"What?" She asked.

"A compensation for that picnic night!"

A glint of shyness, with a hint of glow appeared on her face.
"I loved it!" She murmured.

"Do you want more?" He raised an eyebrow, and Bondita pushed him away playfully.

"My crazy Barrister Babu, look up, the sky is clearing..."
She pointed her index upward, and Anirudh let out a naughty chuckle.

"Since when does my crazy Bondita cares about the brightness of the morning?" He winked and Bondita inched backward in a lighthearted rhythm, her hands busy tying her hair up in a bun.

"Since, today..." She grinned,
"Let's wake them up, shall we?"

"Yes, and let's hope they doesn't rip us off the last shed of decency." He grinned too, winking, and Bondita nodded her head.

"They won't Barrister Babu... He loves her, shotti!"
She smiled.

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The bright light had flooded the insides of the hotel room as Batuk finally opened his eyes, groaning, his head heavier than lead, and his body felt as if in a whirlpool.

"Damn!" He groaned, almost crying, as he slowly tried to lift his head from the bed.

"Here!"
A gentle voice spoke up, and Batuk strained to open his eyes to look infront.

Bhargavi was standing with a glass in her hand, extended towards him, and he quickly eyed the opened door.

How careless of him to not latch it last night!
He thought, the memories of the night fading away from his mind in the broad daylight.

"What is this?" He asked in a groggy voice, and the girl shrugged.

"How do I know... Didi asked me to give this to you, so that you can take us to Tulsipur quickly."

Batuk flinched his face, and looked away.
"Your Mira didi?" He asked, and Bhargavi nodded her head, making him sigh.

"Keep it there..." He pointed at the bedside table, disinterestedly, and Bhargavi widened her eyes and glared at him.

"You yelled at me yesterday, for no reason... You kicked me while I tried to open your shoes last night, and still I didn't say anything..." She blurted out, "but, if you don't drink this right now, I'm going to be really mad at you Choto Zamindar Babu... There should be a limit to everything!"

The strength in her voice was admirable, and Batuk's eyes had already opened wide at her words, as he stared at her with a blank stupified expression, his feeble heart somewhat fearing the wrath of this unknown girl offering him assistance.
He nodded at once, and without any further objection took the glass from her hand and gulped the entire content at one go.

"Here, give it to me." Bhargavi stretched her hands asking for the empty glass and Batuk returned it to her, their fingers brushing, as she quickly moved her hand away from him.

"Umm... I'll go... Get ready." Bhargavi looked away, and suddenly Batuk felt a wrench in his heart, rather his conscience.

"I'm sorry Bhargavi... I shouldn't... I shouldn't have screamed at you."
He sighed and looked down, his head still heavy from the adventures from the previous night, and Bhargavi nodded her head silently, her face reminding him of a forgotten silhouette that he had seen in his dream last night, running her gentle fingers through his hair, caring him to comfort.

"Were you there in my room last night?" He asked her, his eyes gentle, and his voice soft.

"Yes."
She murmured.

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