Eternity

Chapter 56

As-salamu alaikum wa rahmatullah wa barakatuhu

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In the cozy warmth of their living room, with the soft glow of the lamps casting a gentle light across the room, Ayzal and Zayan sat on the couch, their close proximity creating a cocoon of comfort and affection. Zayan was engrossed in a book, but Ayzal had other plans. She shifted closer to him, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she reached out to lightly brush her fingers against his arm.

Zayan looked up, a teasing smile tugging at his lips as he noticed the playful glint in her eyes. “What’s up, troublemaker?” he asked, setting the book aside and turning his full attention to her.

Ayzal’s lips curled into a playful smile. “Me? Nothing much. Just thought you might need a little distraction from that book. You seem so absorbed in it.”

“Oh really?” Zayan raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. “And what kind of distraction do you have in mind?”

Ayzal leaned in closer, her gaze warm and inviting. “Well, I was thinking I could offer a little more than just conversation. Maybe a little attention, perhaps?”

Zayan’s eyes twinkled with amusement. “Attention, huh? I see. And what exactly do you have planned for this attention?”

Ayzal’s fingers traced light patterns on his arm, sending a shiver through him. “I was thinking a little cuddle session might do the trick. You know, just to remind you how much I enjoy being close to you.”

Zayan chuckled, his hand moving to gently caress her arm. “Sounds tempting. But I have to warn you, I might not be able to concentrate on anything else once you have got me distracted.”

Ayzal smiled, her eyes locking with his. “I think that is the point. Sometimes, it is nice to just enjoy the moment and forget about everything else.”

She snuggled closer, resting her head on his shoulder, her fingers lightly tracing patterns on his chest. Zayan wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer. As they sank into the comfort of their embrace, the playfulness faded into something softer, more intimate.

Zayan gazed at her, his expression filled with warmth and affection. He gently tilted her chin up with his fingers, and without a word, he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. Ayzal’s heart fluttered, her eyes closing briefly at the tenderness of the gesture. But Zayan wasn’t done.

He kissed her eyes next, his lips brushing lightly over each eyelid as though he was sealing them with care. Then, his lips found her nose, lingering for a moment, making her giggle softly at the tenderness. Zayan smiled, his next kiss landing on her chin, the affection between them unspoken but palpable.

Ayzal opened her eyes, a sleepy yet playful smile on her face. “You forgot something,” she murmured, her voice soft but teasing.

Zayan raised an eyebrow, his gaze curious. “Oh? What did I forget?”

She bit her lip, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “You forgot to kiss my lips.”

Zayan’s lips curved into a laugh, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Oh, did I now?”

Ayzal gave a mock pout, her voice turning almost into a whisper. “You did. And now I feel incomplete.”

Laughing softly, Zayan shook his head and leaned in closer. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?”

He cupped her face gently in his hands and closed the space between them, his lips finding hers in a soft, lingering kiss. The warmth of the moment wrapped around them, sealing their connection as the world outside faded into nothing. When he pulled back, their faces still close, Zayan smiled down at her.

“Better?” he asked, his voice low and filled with affection.

Ayzal’s lips curled into a contented smile, her eyes fluttering shut as she rested her head back on his chest. “Much better,” she whispered, her smile now soft and sleepy. “You know you are quite the distraction yourself.”

Zayan chuckled softly, his fingers brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. “Good,” he murmured, “because I like this kind of distraction.”

Ayzal’s eyes fluttered shut again, her body sinking deeper into his. The playful seduction she had started melted into a peaceful quietness. She let out a soft sigh, her fingers curling gently around Zayan’s shirt.

Zayan watched her, the mischief in her now replaced by a calm contentment. As he continued to hold her, he realized that she was slowly drifting off to sleep, her breathing deep and steady. Zayan’s heart swelled as he pressed one last kiss, this time on the top of her head, before settling back with her comfortably in his arms.

The warmth of their connection filled the room as Zayan sat there, watching over her as she slept. It was in these quiet, unscripted moments that their bond felt the deepest, where no words were needed—just the simple presence of being together.

Before long, Ayzal was fast asleep, her breathing steady and peaceful against him. Zayan smiled softly, settling deeper into the couch, content to just hold her for as long as she needed.

And though Ayzal had set out to distract him, it was Zayan who found himself lost in the quiet perfection of her presence.