At Crossroads-AbhiMaan OS/SS/TS💌

8. At the Bachelor-bachelorette's [OS]

Before she could call Armaan to fix the lamp at the gate of the outhouse,she felt two strong arms behind her,lifting her up. Just as she started kicking her legs and shouting for help,she gasped with wide eyes seeing Armaan smiling at her and palming her mouth. He quickly ran to the room with Abhira still in his arms,protesting. He tightly shut the door, bolted the windows and drew all curtains-afraid of his family reaching there and finding them at 1am in the morning. He slowly approached a grumpy Abhira standing near the door,tapping her feet in anger.

"Bohoth pyaar karti ho nah mujhse"

"Nahin karti"

"Shhh baby, don't you lie" he whispered huskily grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards himself.

"N-nahin k-karti"

"Nahin karti?"

His raspy voice sent a shiver down her spine as he turned her around and pinned her to the wall,her back facing him. His proximity-The rough hands snaking around her belly and the hot breath fanning over her sweaty back made her gasp.

"N-Na-hin",she managed to stutter in a wobbly tone.

Armaan nuzzled into her neck,inhaling her scent and smirked at her heavy breathing and shut eyes.

"Ky-kya k-ka r-rahe ho?"

"Dori khuli hain, jaan"

Armaan's fingers brushed against the soft fabric of her top as he slowly pulled the drawstrings tight at the back. Abhira's breath hitched as she felt his fingers grazing against her back,running over the zipper. He turned her around,pinning her to the wall chuckling at her heavy breathing,parted lips and tightly shut eyes. As he slowly leaned in,closing the gap between them Abhira slowly opened her eyes and managed to mumble,"S-stop it Kh-khadusmaan! Koi aa gaya tohh"

"Baby,what did I do? Uhh or what am I doing? Or do you expect me to do something?" he asked waggling his eyebrows as he stared at the beautiful pink blush that crept up on her cheeks.
"Armaan tumhein tohh nah main-"

"Shut up silly girl,kitna bolti ho tum. Kal Sangeet se pehle,let us-"

"-have a little bachelor-bachelorette's party. With only US" Abhira huskily whispered,completing his sentence in one breath and staring straight into his eyes with a red face.

Armaan gently cupped her face, tilting it up to meet his, his soft and soothing touch making Abhira feel a rush of nervousness and excitement at the same time. With each passing second, their breaths mingled, filled with the sweet tension that lingered between them. As his eyes asked for permission and hers blinked in an affirmative response, he leaned in and captured her lips in a searing kiss. His lips moved against hers in a slow, tentative exploration, their softness sending butterflies fluttering in her stomach,making her lean in and instinctively deepen the kiss with a racing heart. It seemed to last an eternity as they melted into each other,oblivious to Roohi knocking their door calling loudly for Abhira.

They pulled back for air, their foreheads resting against each other as they caught their breath and sat themselves down on the sofa. He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch sending a shiver down her spine and wrapped his arms around her waist,pulling her closer to himself. He trailed sloppy wet kisses down her neck, teasingly working his way to her collarbone and that's when he saw her at the small window with half drawn curtains.

"Baby wait,I'll be back" he whispered as he planted a kiss on her cheek and paced towards the window only to see Roohi standing there,rooted to the ground with a horrifying expression on her face and tears streaming down her face. She had seen all which she wasn't supposed to but her obsession for Armaan still didn't allow her to accept it. He drew the curtains properly and shut the window harshly,making Roohi flinch as he returned back to the sofa and scooped Abhira up in his arms.