No Thanks!

A Bubble...

She was curled up in his arms, and his face was nuzzling on to the nape of her neck. They were sleeping so comfortably in each others embrace, on the hard floor. Ann woke up as his stubble tickled her. He's been waking her up every now and then nibbling on her ear craving to be with her again and again. Ann preserved through the night and now even her will power seemed to have given up. But he was fast asleep. What will he think of her if she wakes him up now? Besides her parents were in the house. "I love you..."  she whispered in his ear with a smile. She couldn't stop smiling. She had broken all her virtues, with the man she wanted to live and die with. She had given him her all. She felt content. She placed a kiss on his temple, and ran in to the shower.

When the warm water touched her skin, she realised her whole body had become more sensitive to touch after last night. She couldn't help but close her eyes, imagining, his stubble, gracing her face, and his hand trailing up her leg. She reimagined, the sensation she felt beneath her skin, when he caressed her breasts.

"You are amazing!" He walked in on her. She shied away realising that he had been watching her from a distance. He walked into the shower with her and put his arms around her from behind. He placed a kiss on her bare shoulder noticing the reflection of her flushed face, shying away, not meeting eyes, with him. "Why did you stop?" He whispered in her ears. He couldn't be more thrilled, seeing her succumbing to his touch even in her imagination. He would just make love to her day and night, every second of the day, if she'd let him. He pressed her against the glass cubicle, and started trailing her down with kisses.

KNOCK KNOCK! "ANN...BREAKFAST!"

"OH FUCK! GOOO...You got to leave NOW!" She pushed him away, and ran out, stepping on him.

"OUCH...Fine...I'm leaving..." He sighed.

"MMMWHA....I love you but you have to leave now...Now Hurry!" She came back to place a soppy kiss on Shivaay, who was sitting on the cold bathroom floor, disappointed.
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Harsh was tending to his rose garden, when he saw a boy jumping out of Ann's room . He stopped watering the plants and crossed his arms, shaking his head in disbelief. Shivaay who landed safely, crushing one of Harsh's favourite plants, turned around one last time to take a glimpse of Ann. He sent her a flying kiss, oblivious to her widened eyes, and the weird gestures she was making at him. She was trying to tell him something, in her own sign language. What a weirdo...She was his adorable...Beautiful weirdo.....He smiled looking at her wet frizzy hair, and her glowing face, when he felt a firm tap on his shoulder.

He first smacked the hand away, and kept staring at Ann, who was now digging her face in her hands, and pulling her hair a little in frustration. He chuckled a bit, looking at her getting worked up. Then the tap turned to a grip on his shoulder, and he turned around, angrily.

"AHHH UNCLE HARSH!" he let out on a higher octave than his usual voice. He quickly cleared his throat, "I mean Ah..uncle Harsh! Good morning what a pleasant surprise? I...I should..I was.."

"A pleasant surprise Shivaay? Am I in your house? Or you are in mine? Why are you coming out of Anns window?"

"Err..No..I was going in...not coming out!"Shivaay gulped looking at Harsh, who crossed his hands, and raised his eyebrow.

"There is a front door young man? You opted to climb two floors up instead of using that?"

"Errrm...I..I didn't..." Shivaay felt tongue tied, for the first time in his life. He was being confronted by the only other man in Ann's life. Her father. He imagined all the possible ways, Harsh could kill him right now. He had all the gardening tools lying around him. Would it be more painful to be strangled by a garden hose, or get smacked by a shovel?