ARRANGE MARRIAGE [SHUBMAN X ISHAN]

Embracing Love

In a cozy, dimly lit room, the atmosphere was charged with anticipation as Shubman and Ishan found themselves wrapped in each other's arms. With a gentle click, the door sealed shut, isolating them from the outside world, amplifying the intimacy of their moment.

Shubman's embrace enveloped Ishan, a warmth that ignited a fire within him. Ishan could feel Shubman's breath, warm against his neck, sending shivers down his spine. As Shubman's lips trailed along his skin, Ishan couldn't help but surrender to the sensation, his moans betraying the pleasure coursing through him.

Turning around to face Shubman, Ishan reciprocated the embrace, their bodies fitting together seamlessly. With a tender strength, Shubman lifted Ishan in his arms, carrying him effortlessly towards the bed. Ishan gazed up at Shubman, his eyes reflecting a longing that mirrored Shubman's own.

Lowering Ishan onto the bed, Shubman positioned himself above him, their eyes locking in an unspoken exchange of desire and affection.

"I missed you, jaan," Shubman whispered, his voice filled with longing and tenderness.

"Missed you too," Ishan replied, his voice barely above a whisper as he leaned in to capture Shubman's lips in a passionate kiss. The taste of each other was intoxicating, fueling their desire as the kiss deepened, becoming more fervent with each passing moment.

As their hands explored each other's bodies, the fabric of their clothing became an obstacle, hindering their connection. With eager hands, they shed their clothes, allowing skin to meet skin in an electrifying union.

Shubman's touch was like fire against Ishan's skin, igniting a blaze of passion that consumed them both. Ishan arched into Shubman's caress, his breath hitching with each delicate touch.

Lost in the rhythm of their love, they moved together with an instinctual harmony, each movement a symphony of desire and need. Their bodies melded together in a dance as old as time itself, a dance of love and longing.

In that moment, there was no past, no future, only the present, where their souls intertwined in a bond that transcended words. And as they reached the pinnacle of their passion, their love spilled over, filling the room with a warmth that enveloped them both in its embrace.

In the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains, Shubman and Ishan lay tangled in each other's embrace, their breaths slowing after the intensity of their love-making. Shubman's gaze lingered on Ishan, his heart swelling with tenderness as he watched his lover's chest rise and fall with each exhausted breath.

"Jaan, you okay?" Shubman's voice was gentle, filled with concern as he brushed his fingers over Ishan's flushed cheeks.

Ishan, his eyes still closed, responded with a tired hum, a small smile gracing his lips as he nuzzled into Shubman's touch.

"Come on, let's get cleaned up," Shubman murmured, lifting Ishan effortlessly into his arms and carrying him towards the bathroom. The cool tiles underfoot provided a welcome contrast to their heated bodies as Shubman carefully lowered Ishan into the bathtub before joining him.

Together, they washed away the remnants of their passion, the warm water soothing their weary muscles and washing away the physical evidence of their love-making. Shubman's hands moved with a tender reverence as he washed Ishan's skin, each touch a silent declaration of his love and devotion.

Once they were both clean, Shubman wrapped Ishan in a plush towel, his arms cradling him protectively as they made their way back to the bedroom. With gentle care, Shubman changed the sheets, ensuring that their bed was a sanctuary of comfort and warmth.

Settling down on the bed, Shubman pulled Ishan into his arms, holding him close as they drifted off to sleep. In the safety of each other's embrace, they found solace from the chaos of the world outside, their hearts beating in sync as they surrendered to the blissful embrace of slumber.

As the morning light gently streamed through the windows, Ishan awoke to the sight of Shubman sleeping peacefully beside him. A smile danced on his lips as he leaned in to press a tender kiss to Shubman's chest before showering his husband with a cascade of gentle pecks on his lips.

Shubman stirred from his slumber, his eyes fluttering open to meet Ishan's giggling gaze. "Good morning, jaan," he murmured, wrapping his arms around Ishan's waist.

"Good morning, Shubi," Ishan replied, his cheeks flushing with warmth at the endearing nickname.

Shubman's playful inquiry about whether Ishan wanted to freshen up drew a laugh from Ishan. "Obviously, hona hai. Chaliye," he teased, the love between them evident in every word.

After getting ready, they descended the stairs hand in hand, only to find the absence of their usual household staff. Ishan took charge, donning an apron as he set about making breakfast, with Shubman playfully suggesting his preferences.

"Toh Mr. Gill, aap kya khayenge?" Ishan inquired, his heart fluttering at Shubman's affectionate gaze.

"Agar aap menu me hain toh bataiye," Shubman replied with a grin, causing Ishan to playfully scold him.

With love infused into every dish, Ishan prepared a delicious breakfast of aloo ke parathe, their favorite, as they shared playful banter and stole affectionate glances.

Deciding to forgo the day's responsibilities, Shubman opted to spend quality time with Ishan. They retreated to their room, snuggling close as they indulged in the simple pleasure of watching a movie together, their laughter and whispers filling the room with warmth.

As they immersed themselves in the film, the doorbell's chime interrupted their cozy bubble. Ishan rose to answer it, greeted by the sight of his in-laws, Mrs. and Mr. Gill, along with Shahneel.

"Hii mumma," Ishan greeted, enveloping Mrs. Gill in a warm hug, followed by Mr. Gill and Shahneel.

The family reunion filled the house with joy and laughter as they spent precious moments together, catching up and sharing stories.

As Ishan looked around at his second family, a profound sense of gratitude washed over him. Here, in this loving environment, he found not only a devoted husband in Shubman but also a sister-in-law who was like a best friend and in-laws who welcomed him with open arms.

In that moment, surrounded by love and acceptance, Ishan realized that he was truly blessed to have found a home where his heart could thrive, anchored by the love of those who cherished him unconditionally.