The plane touched down with a gentle thud, jolting Ishqi out of her comfortable silence. As they descended the plane & Ahaan announced that they are at Manali, Ishqi's curiosity gnawed at her.
I: Manali..? (she finally couldn't contain her question any longer) par hum yaha kyu aaye hai..?
A: patience, Mrs. Malhotra.. pata chal jaayega baad mein..
His cryptic response only fuelled her questions. Throughout the taxi ride, she peppered him with inquiries, each one met with the same teasing smile and whispered promise of a surprise.
Finally, they pulled up to a charming hotel nestled amidst the snow-capped peaks. As Ahaan ushered her into the honeymoon suite, Ishqi gasped. The room was a dream come true. Rose petals scattered across the plush bed, candles flickered on the side tables, and a trail of rose petals led to a steaming jacuzzi. It was an explosion of romance, and a blush crept up Ishqi's cheeks as realization dawned.. they were not just in Manali.. they were here for their honeymoon..
A: seems like someone finally figured it out.. (he leaned in, his eyes twinkling with amusement..)he added, his voice dropping to a husky murmur, "if you're blushing this much now, I wonder what color you'll turn when we get started?"
Ishqi swatted him playfully on the arm, a nervous giggle escaping her lips. The playful banter and the luxurious setting sent a thrill of anticipation through her. The fear and confusion of earlier had melted away, replaced by a sense of excitement and the promise of a passionate night ahead.
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The cool night air wrapped around Ishqi as she stepped out onto the balcony. The moon cast a silvery glow on the snow-capped peaks that surrounded them, creating a breathtaking view..
Lost in the beauty of the scene, she didn't hear Ahaan emerge from the bathroom. He stood for a moment, watching her, a smile playing on his lips. He was shirtless, his toned chest and damp hair glistening in the moonlight. A delicious warmth spread through Ishqi as she became aware of him.
He walked up silently and wrapped his arms around her from behind, his warm body a stark contrast to the cool night air. Ishqi flinched slightly, her shyness returning in a rush.
I: AVM.. (she whispered, her voice barely audible) aapko aise nahi hona chahiye..
A: aise matlab..? kaise..?
I: ai.. aise shi.. shirtless.. jaake shirt pehen lijiye na..
He chuckled, the sound rumbling in his chest and sending shivers down her spine.
A: kyu..? mai aise achha nah lag raha..?
I: nahi.. aisa nahi hai..
A: so mai achha lag raha hu..?
I: wo.. mai.. jaayiye na.. shirt pehenke aayiye..
She mumbled, turning slightly in his embrace to avoid his gaze.. He nuzzled his cheek against hers, his voice dropping to a husky whisper..
A: sharmaa rahi ho..? bol do na ki shirless hoke hot lag raha hu.. aise achha lagta hu tumhe..
I: aap.. aap na boht besharm ho.. she retorted playfully, though her cheeks burned with a blush.
Ahaan laughed, a rich, intoxicating sound..
A: ha hu.. but always and only for you..
He leaned in further, his lips trailing kisses down her neck, sending sparks flying through her. He paused at the juncture of her shoulder and neck, placing a soft, lingering kiss there. Her breath hitched in her throat.
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