The Unlikely Union

16 ~ Intimacy and Passion

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As soon as Wajdan and Dua entered their room, the door clicked shut behind them, enclosing them in a space filled with soft lighting that cast a warm, intimate glow around them. The silence between them was thick with unspoken words, and the air felt charged with anticipation. It was as though the entire room was holding its breath, waiting for something inevitable.

 His dark eyes locked onto hers, and Dua felt her pulse quicken, a wave of heat rushing through her body at the intensity of his gaze. He leaned in, his breath warm against her cheek, just a whisper away from her lips.

Without further hesitation, their lips met in a slow, deliberate kiss. The touch was soft at first, a spark that quickly ignited into something more. Wajdan's hands found their way to her face, cradling her cheeks as he deepened the kiss, his thumb tracing her jawline gently, almost reverently. Dua felt a surge of emotion, her hands sliding around his waist, pulling him closer, as if seeking more than just the kiss.

Their world seemed to shrink in that moment, the outside fading into nothingness. The tension between them melted away, replaced by a sense of urgency. Wajdan's fingers trailed down from her face, brushing along her neck, down to her shoulders, the warmth of his touch sending shivers through her. Dua responded, her hands moving instinctively, sliding over his chest and resting on his shoulders, anchoring herself to him.

Their kisses grew deeper, more intense, as if they were both trying to pour everything they felt into that moment. Wajdan's hands slowly traced the curve of Dua's waist, his touch light but sure, as though he was memorizing every inch of her. His lips never left hers, and the room around them ceased to exist. It was just them, lost in their own world, a place where time stood still, and their love was the only thing that mattered.

Wajdan's breath came out in a soft sigh as he pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against hers. His eyes searched hers, his voice low and filled with emotion. "I love you," he whispered, his words carrying a weight that made Dua's heart swell with emotion.

Dua's eyes sparkled, her own voice barely a whisper as she replied, "I love you too." Her lips were still tingling from the intensity of their kiss, and her heart raced as she tried to steady her breath.

Wajdan smiled, a soft, almost boyish smile that made her heart flutter, but there was something deeper in his gaze. His hands moved to cradle her face again, his thumbs brushing over her cheeks. "Do you have any idea," he murmured softly, his lips just inches from her ear, "how breathtaking you look right now?"