What really happens after both shubman and Ishan realise they're actually in love with eachother?
Boy meets boy
Boy is boy's friend
Boy(2) likes boy(1)
Boy (1)also likes boy(2)
Drama 💥💥 drama 💥
Boy and boy together again
The morning was silent. Because the widows were closed duh. Here was shubman hugging the life Outta ishan because of the morning cold,the duvet long forgotten.
"Shubiii sone de na" Ishan whined in his sleep as shubman had now been tracing his fingers on isman's very ticklish stomach,but ishan was completely awake when he felt shubman suck on his neck. Not so gently.
"What happened to ,good morning?" Ishan questioned trying to get out of his hold,ofc failing. Shubman pulled away and caged ishan in his arms such that he was on top of ishan. Ishan gasped in surprise , rubbing his eyes trying to see.
"Baby, Yesterday you were tired and today you'll say you're tired But Now you've just woken up. You have no excuses"
Shub said kissing all over ishan's face. "Besharam hai na tu kitna,chhod na ,baad me sacchi abhi toh Paris bhi ghoomna hai" Ishan managed to say.
"Nahi. Me nahi Jane dunga." Shub protested like a kid def with not so innocent intentions.
Shub got up not even sparing ishan a glance got to the window turned back making a fake sad face.
"I don't want to force anyt-"
Shub began but was cut off by ishan. "Arey kya bak Raha hai chup reh,kitna drama"
Shubman smiled and jumped on ishan kissing all over his neck and lips "Kitna harami hai tu" Ishan said smiling at his husband,who in return kissed tf Outta him
"Baby I got you something" Shubman said pulling out of the kiss Ishan's curious eyes wandered around shubman's moves as he got up taking something out of his bag
Shubman pulled out a small, beautifully wrapped box from his bag and handed it to Ishan with a grin. Ishan sat up, his curiosity piqued as he took the box and began to unwrap it.Inside, he found a delicate silver waist chain, adorned with tiny charms and engraved with their initials.
Ishan's eyes widened, touched by the thoughtful gift."Shubii, yeh toh bohot pyara hai," Ishan said, his voice filled with emotion.Shubman smiled warmly, leaning in to kiss Ishan on the forehead. "I wanted you to have something that reminds you of us, no matter where we are."
He took the waist chain from the box and motioned for Ishan to stand up. Ishan obeyed, feeling a shiver of anticipation. Shubman moved closer, his fingers gently tracing Ishan's waist as he positioned the chain."Thoda sa upar uthna," Shubman murmured, his voice husky. Ishan lifted his arms, allowing Shubman to wrap the chain around him. The cool metal touched Ishan's skin, sending a thrill through him.Shubman's fingers worked deftly, fastening the clasp. He then let his hands linger on Ishan's hips, his touch both tender and possessive.
"Perfect," Shubman whispered, admiring how the chain looked on Ishan.
"But I don't need these constant gifts" Ishan said playing with the waist chain looking down. "But I wanna give you all the gifts ever possible" Shubman replied kissing ishan's waist. Which might've led him to make a sound that she shouldn't have made.
"Aah-"
"Ok let's keep the talk for later" Shubman said and quickly made ishan lay down on the bed. Enough was enough, his boner had to get some action.
Ishan laid there waiting for shubman to do all the work,but was surprised when all shubman did was stare.
He leaned down till his face were only inches away from ishan's. "You..." he murmured, "are so beautiful. I don't know what I did to deserve you." Shubman's eyes drank in every detail of ishan's face, his gaze heavy with desire and adoration. "How are you so perfect...?" he whispered, the awe in his voice almost reverent. The silence in the room was thick with anticipation as Shubman continued to stare at ishan, his eyes roaming over every feature of ishan's face as if trying to memorize it.
And then, almost as if some kind of primal instinct took over, Shubman leaned down and captured ishan's lips in a searing kiss. It was rough and intense and demanding, and it left ishan gasping for air. He tried to pull away for a moment to catch his breath, but Shubman didn't let him. He just continued to kiss him, his tongue exploring the cavern of ishan's mouth.
Ishan's body responded immediately to Shubman's touch, his arms instinctively wrapping around Shubman's neck, pulling him closer. He moaned into the kiss, the sound needy and desperate. Shubman's hands roamed all over ishan's body, tracing every contour and curve, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
Slowly but deliberately, Shubman began to kiss down ishan's neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin, leaving behind a trail of marks that would surely bruise. Ishan's head fell back, his eyes closing as he surrendered to the pleasure. He gasped and moaned as Shubman's lips traced a path down his chest, his tongue leaving a wet trail behind.
Shubman continued his journey down ishan's body, his lips moving lower and lower, his hands gripping ishan's hips firmly. His lips reached the waistband of ishan's boxers, and he paused, looking up at ishan with a mixture of desire and question.
Shubman continued his journey down ishan's body, his lips moving lower and lower, his hands gripping ishan's hips firmly. His lips reached the waistband of ishan's boxers, and he paused, looking up at ishan with a mixture of desire and question.
Ishan met Shubman's gaze, his eyes dark with arousal, his voice a hoarse whisper. "Don't stop." Shubman nodded wordlessly, his lips returning to ishan's skin as he began to kiss and suck at the delicate skin of ishan's hip bones.
He continued to tease and tantalize, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of ishan's skin until he was writhing and squirming beneath him. Ishan's hands tangled in Shubman's hair, trying to pull him closer, but Shubman resisted.
He wanted to take his time, to bring ishan to the brink of madness before giving him what he wanted.Shubman pulled away just enough to look up at ishan, his eyes smoldering. "You're so beautiful like this," he whispered. "So desperate and needy." It was impossible for Ishan to coherently respond. All he could do was gasp and moan, his body quivering with need. Shubman's words went straight to his core, making him crave more of his touch. "Shubman," he managed to murmur, "Please, I need you."
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