𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 - shubman gill ✓

twenty one

As their bodies came to rest, their breaths heavy and labored, Shubman and Saumya lay side by side, their gazes locked in a tender embrace. The room was filled with the echo of their passion, the air thick with the lingering scent of desire. 

Shubman's chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, his eyes tracing the contours of Saumya's face with a tender reverence. Saumya's cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue, her lips parted in a soft, satisfied smile.

Shubman teased, "Well, I'd say that was quite the workout, wouldn't you?" His voice was laced with playful amusement, his lips curving into a smirk as he glanced at Saumya. Saumya chuckled softly, her fingers tracing lazy circles along Shubman's chest. 

"You could say that. But I think we could both use a little rest now," she replied, her words filled with playful banter and her eyes dancing with mischief as she met Shubman's gaze.

Shubman's smirk widened into a grin as he reached out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind Saumya's ear. "Rest sounds good to me. But I can't promise I won't be thinking about round two," he teased further, his tone filled with desire as he leaned in to press a gentle kiss to Saumya's forehead. 

Saumya's laughter filled the room, a melodious sound that echoed with love and affection. "Well, you'll just have to wait and see, won't you?" she countered playfully, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she leaned in to capture Shubman's lips in a tender kiss.

Their bodies still tingled with the remnants of their passionate encounter, a lingering heat that simmered just beneath the surface. Saumya shifted closer to Shubman, her fingers tracing light patterns along his chest as she basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking. 

"So, Mr. Gill," she teased, her voice filled with playful amusement, "did I wear you out already, or do you still have some energy left for round two?" 

Her eyes danced with mischief as she met Shubman's gaze. Shubman chuckled softly, the sound low and husky as he pulled Saumya closer into his embrace. 

"Oh, I have plenty of energy left, sweetheart," he replied, his words laced with teasing innuendo, "but I think we should take it slow this time. We don't want to wear ourselves out too quickly, do we?" 

His lips curved into a playful smile as he peppered Saumya's face with gentle kisses. Saumya's laughter bubbled forth, a joyful sound that filled the room with warmth and light. 

"I suppose you're right," she conceded, her voice filled with anticipation, "we wouldn't want to overdo it now, would we? But I have to admit, I'm already looking forward to round two." 

Her eyes sparkled with desire as she leaned in to capture Shubman's lips in a tender kiss. As they lay entwined in each other's arms, their laughter mingling with the soft rustle of the sheets, they knew that their love was a force to be reckoned with. And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in the warmth of their shared embrace, they felt a deep sense of contentment wash over them, knowing that they were truly meant to be together.

Weeks pass by and the couple find themselves lost in practice, matches, and stolen kisses. The atmosphere in the dressing room was electric, the sound of laughter and celebration filling the air as the Indian men's cricket team basked in the glory of their victory against South Africa. Shubman Gill and Ishan Kishan, two of the team's rising stars, sat side by side, clad in their team jerseys, ready to face the media for the post-match interview.