"life is unexpected no one knows who you'll meet at what point of your life and what place they'll hold in your life" just like these two people who are about to get tied by unexpected fate
"Darsh quickly stopped her, gently gripping her wrist."
He said, his voice low and filled with emotion: Satakshi, you don't have to...
"She looked up at him, her eyes soft but determined. The intensity in her gaze made his breath catch, and for a moment, he felt completely vulnerable under her touch. But Darsh couldn't let her continue, he guided her to stand, pulling her up gently."
Darsh said, his voice tender: Bccha, you don't have to.
Satakshi tilted her head slightly, a hint of confusion in her eyes: pr aap bhi toh..
Darsh cupped her face with both hands, his fingers softly caressing her skin as he continued: bccha, m krta hu kuki m krna cahhta hu, m cahhta hu ki aapko accha lge. lkin ye sb m aapse nhi kh rha krne ko.
Satakshi's eyes widened, her expression as innocent as a child's: lkin jse... aap jo krte ho usse bs mujhe hi accha lg rha h, aapko bhi toh lgna cahhiye na.
A warm smile spread across Darsh's face: Aapse kisne kha ki mujhe accha nhi lgta? Jb m dekhta hu ki aapko pleasure mil rha h, toh mujhe aur bhi accha lgta h. Mujhe khushi hoti aapko dekh kr, bs isliye aapko ye sb krne ki zrurat nhi h, bccha.
She looked at him, her face flushed, a shyness overtaking her as she whispered: lkin males ko toh accha lgta h na ye.
Darsh nodded slightly: hn accha lgta h, lkin m aapse ye sb nhi krvana cahhta. ye sochkr toh bilkul nhi ki aap mujhe pleasure doge.
Satakshi bit her lip nervously before whispering: aapne bola na.. ki aap ye sb islie krte ho kuki aap krna cahhte ho. toh....m... m bhi ye krna cahhti hu.
"Darsh looks at her smiling, his chest tightening with a mixture of surprise and admiration. This was the first time he had seen this side of Satakshi—bold, yet still shy. Her desire to please him was genuine, but her hesitancy made her all the more endearing. He tilted her chin upwards gently, forcing her to meet his eyes."
Darsh asked, his voice low but serious: sch m?
"Satakshi's face was flushed, but she nodded. Darsh asked her again"
Darsh: sch m?
Her face turned redder, but she whispered: hnn.. sch m.
"Darsh couldn't help the smile that spread across his face. He sat down on the bed, a look of playful confusion on his face, though his tone remained serious."
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Darsh reassured her: bccha, koi zbrdsti nhi h. agr dekhkr lga ki nhi krna h toh bol skte ho, koi preshaani nhi h.
"Satakshi nodded, her expression still determined as she tied her hair into a loose bun, an action that made Darsh's breath hitch. She knelt in front of him, her movements slow and deliberate as her fingers found the zipper of his pants. Darsh watched her intently, his heart pounding. her hands trembling only slightly as she began to pull it down. The intimacy of the moment was palpable, the air thick with anticipation and the unspoken bond between them."
