Love Me Again

Chapter 26

Rohit pinned Virat on wall as he kiss his neck, intensity of the moment leaving Virat breathless

He didn't know how this happened, one moment he was going to Samira's room and on next moment he was pulled in Rohit room, pinned against the wall.

Rohit kisses was desperate, rough as he he wanted to consume every inch of Virat skin.

The room was dimly lit, casting soft shadows on the walls as Rohit's lips trailed over Virat's body, kissing every inch as if it were the first time he had ever touched him. There was a desperation in Rohit's movements, a raw need that couldn't be contained.

Virat struggle, his hand try push Rohit shoulder, the husband who was loved him for everything is now just wanted him for his body which tore Virat's already fragile heart.

"Rohit stop it..." Virat managed to Whispere, but his voice was weak, confusion and desire bettling with him

Rohit hold Virat hand which was trying to push him away. " Baby, please.. please, I want you please baby.." Rohit whisper against Virat skin as he kissed.

His kisses were laced with longing, each one accompanied by soft sobs that broke Virat's heart a little more with every tear.

"I miss you so much, Virat," Rohit murmured between kisses, his voice cracking with emotion. "I miss us... I miss everything about you."

A moan escape his mouth when Rohit kiss sensitive spot of his neck which his husband know that always drove him wild.

Rohit roamed his hand around Virat body as he pulled him close, with sudden moment Rohit picked Virat into his arm, making him gaps in suprise.

"Rohit.." Virat's protest cut off as rohit throw him on bed.

Rohit hovered him, his breath was hot against Virat as he kiss him again, this time softer and desperate. Rohit hand fumble with Virat tshirt, pulling it off with soft motion, leaving Virat exposed and vulnerable beneath him.

Virat breathing graw heavier, his heart racing as stared at Rohit who was undressing himself in almost frantic urgency.

Virat lay beneath him, torn between the pain of the past and the present moment. He could feel the sincerity in Rohit's touch, the regret in his tears. But the memories of the pain Rohit had caused were still fresh, the wounds still raw. Virat's mind flashed back to a few days ago when Rohit had cornered him in the kitchen, his grip tight as he pushed Virat against the fridge, hurling cruel words that still echoed in his ears.

The memory made Virat shiver, and not from desire. But here and now, as Rohit's hands roamed over his body, the anger seemed to have dissolved into something else-something that felt like genuine remorse.

Virat closed his eyes, trying to block out the conflicting emotions. He wanted to give in to the comfort of Rohit's touch, to let himself believe that everything could be okay again. But a part of him remained guarded, unwilling to let go of the hurt that still lingered.

He come out of his thoughts when he hear sobbed sound. He look down to realised Rohit was sobbing, tear falling freely as he kissed Virat's body.

" I missed you vi, god. I missed you so much" Rohit choked between the sob. "I can't... baby please..... please let me have this."

Virat heart ached when Rohit look at him with teary eyes. "I'm sorry for whatever I have done vi, I cant live without you, please you are my everything.."

Virat hold Rohit face close, he don't know what to feel or react to Rohit continue pleasing, so he just let Rohit do whatever he want. He let him kiss his body or wherever he want.

His anger, his sadness is nothing infront of Rohit.

"Rohit..." Virat whispered, his voice trembling as he felt Rohit's hands begin to tug at his pants, his breath hitching in anticipation. But then, just as suddenly, Rohit stopped. He pulled back slightly, his lips hovering over Virat's neck as he pressed a soft kiss there before resting his head on the pillow beside him.

Rohit's arms wrapped around Virat, pulling him close as he tucked them both under the blanket. He buried his face in Virat's hair, inhaling deeply as if he were trying to commit the scent to memory.

Virat's mind whirled with confusion. He had been so sure that Rohit wanted to take things further, to lose himself in the physical connection they once shared so easily. But now, Rohit just lay there, holding him close, his sobs gradually quieting as sleep began to claim him.

"What... what are you doing?" Virat asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Rohit's grip tightened around him as he murmured, "I just want to hold you, Virat. I just... I need to feel you close, to know that you're still here with me."

Virat blinked in the darkness, trying to make sense of Rohit's sudden change. He had been so ready to give in, to let Rohit take what he wanted, but now... this tender, almost hesitant side of Rohit left him feeling more confused than ever.

"I thought..." Virat started, but the words caught in his throat. He wasn't even sure what he had thought anymore. That Rohit wanted sex? That he was using physical intimacy to mask the emotional distance between them? Or maybe, just maybe, Rohit was trying to reconnect in a way that didn't involve the raw physicality they had once shared.

"I'm sorry," Rohit whispered, his voice thick with exhaustion. "I'm so sorry for everything, Virat. I know I've hurt you, but I can't lose you. I just... I need you here, with me. Always."

Virat's heart clenched at the vulnerability in Rohit's words. He wanted to forgive him, to tell him that everything would be okay. But the pain was still there, lurking beneath the surface, and it wouldn't be so easily forgotten.

"Let's just sleep," Virat finally said, his voice barely audible as he closed his eyes, trying to will himself to relax in Rohit's embrace.

Rohit nodded, his lips brushing against Virat's forehead as he pulled him even closer, their bodies fitting together like they had so many times before. But this time, there was no passion, no urgency. Just a quiet, desperate need for connection.

And as Virat lay there, wrapped in Rohit's arms, he couldn't help but wonder what this meant for them. Was this a new beginning, or just another layer of confusion in the tangled mess their relationship had become? The questions lingered in his mind as he drifted off to sleep, with no answers in sight.

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