Advait couldn't go to his home after the bruises on his face and back. His Mom and Dad care for him but he is usually isolated. It's only with his politician uncle, Karan Veer Sharma, he is close with. Going to his home meant his mom asking him a dozen questions about the bruises, which he wanted to avoid.He went to spend the night at one of the houses of his Uncle. His uncle only comes to this house on the weekend, usually, even though this is a nicer, bigger house, with a nice backyard and a pool. It's also a rich neighborhood, but the only problem with this neighborhood is that houses are quite closely packed, hardly 10-15 feet of distance between them. If the curtains aren't shut nicely, the neighbour can look into the activity. The lack of privacy is something Advait doesn't like but it's just about one night.
Feeling tired and exhausted, especially after the fight, he needed a warm bath. He grabbed a towel from a linen closet and headed to the shower. Taking off his shirt, he felt pain in his arms and back. But it also reminded him of that girl who saved him. If not for him, he wouldn't be under the shower but under doctor's supervision in a hospital.
The water felt so good on the tired body. He began to run his hand around his chest and abdomen, finally reaching his cock and had a realisation that he was hard. He wasn't hard earlier when the body was feeling relaxed under the water but he got hard thinking about that girl, the one who saved him and the one who danced erotically.
He rubbed his hand on his hardness and it was arousing to do so and think about that girl whose dance moves resembled that of a horny girl desiring a wild sex. He played with his cock a little, just to see if he can get fully turned on. He wouldn't mind a quick orgasm release.
It was the first he was touching himself like this, in the shower, thinking about a girl he barely knew. But his imagination ran erotically into a hot scenario. He thought about that girl waiting for him in another room and he grabs her and starts kissing right on her lips. Then makes her kiss him back and if her intensity doesn't match with the intensity when she was dancing, he would slap her tits to get the horniness out of her.
He imagined in detail slapping Avantika's breasts and imagined how she would moan his name. She would moan it in the same way as she called out his name in fear to save him. The voice may sound similar, the only difference is earlier she was afraid of him getting hurt but in the erotic scenario, she might be afraid of him going too wild on her innocent body.
He began to think wilder, imagine hotter things and he was losing control on his senses, stroking his big cock harder with eyes closed, thinking of fucking Avantika hard and making her moan his name.
Just then he heard some noise, from the adjacent house. He looked at the window of the bathroom, the blinds were open, the curtains weren't hung up and it was possible that someone from the window of the other house was looking at him. He felt awkward thinking about it and hung up the curtains and took his shower and went to a room afterwards without really having a release.
But he just couldn't stop thinking about that girl. She saved him but why did she only save him? There were many guys getting beaten up, hell, Advait himself beat up many guys. It wasn't like she was looking forward to save other guys, she only saved him. It was clearly not an act done out of humanity or kindness, because humanity and kindness is supposed to be applied on everyone but it's only selfish love where one cares only for the subject of love.
Love? Love! Love.
It can't be love, Advait thoughts, they don't even know each other. It was probably that she just knew his name and thought of warning him. Then why did her voice had such fear as if she was scared if he gets hurt?
There were many questions but he just decided to sleep and not think about it.
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Sins of the Elite (18+)
RomanceIf Avantika had the power to make three of her wishes come true, she would only desire three things from her life: becoming part of the elite group of the college, hanging out with the elite group of the college, and enjoying life as part of the eli...