**Chapter 161: The Playful Punishment**
Draupadi’s eyes peeked around the corner, her curiosity getting the better of her as she once again spied on the Pandavas. Their laughter and playful chatter had caught her attention, and she couldn’t resist the temptation.
The Pandavas, having noticed her covert glances, exchanged knowing smiles. Yudhishthira, with a mix of authority and playfulness, addressed her, “Draupadi, we’ve warned you about spying on us. It seems a punishment is in order.”
In a swift, coordinated move, they gathered around her. Bhima, ever the enthusiastic one, lifted her effortlessly and set her gently on the bed. The other Pandavas followed suit, their expressions a blend of affection and mischief.
As they surrounded her, their touches were tender yet intense. Yudhishthira nestled his face into her neck, planting soft kisses that gradually grew more fervent. Nakula and Sahadeva, positioned on either side, caressed her sides and stomach, their touches a mix of gentle and passionate.
Arjuna, ever attentive, leaned in to kiss behind her ears, his lips brushing against her skin in a way that made her shiver. The combined effect of their attention was overwhelming, and Draupadi could hardly contain her reactions.
Their hands worked together to undo the pleats of her saree, revealing her bare shoulder. As the fabric fell away, Draupadi’s breath quickened, her grip on the bedsheet tightening as the sensation of their touches and kisses intensified.
Her moans, though soft, filled the room, a testament to the powerful connection and affection she shared with each of them. In that moment, their playful punishment became a celebration of their bond, a reminder of the deep love that wove them together despite their lighthearted teasing.
Yudhishthira’s lips pressed against her shoulders with a fervent intensity. He sucked and kissed her skin, leaving trails of heat that seemed to ignite every nerve. Nakula and Sahadeva positioned themselves on either side, their mouths exploring the tops of her breasts and collarbone. Their touches were deliberate and insistent, the contrast between their soft lips and the firmness of their caresses causing Draupadi to shiver with pleasure.
Arjuna, not to be outdone, concentrated on her throat. His kisses were relentless, traveling up and down, each touch a passionate reminder of his love and desire. He sucked and licked with a purposeful fervor that made her gasp and moan.
Draupadi’s body responded to the intensity of their touches. She clutched the bedsheet tightly, her breath coming in ragged gasps as waves of pleasure coursed through her. Each of the Pandavas seemed to communicate their affection not just through their touches but through the very depth of their passion, creating a powerful and immersive experience.
The room was filled with the sound of their movements and Draupadi’s breathy moans, the air thick with the heat of their shared intimacy. In this moment, the playful punishment transcended into an intense expression of their deep connection, reinforcing the bond that held them together despite the lighthearted beginnings.
