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SHUBMAN AND SARA's WEDDING Pt2

*mature content ahead*

Ishita (flirting, in a low voice): "You think we should save some water?"

Abhishek (leans in, his breath warm against her ear, smirking): "Of course. Save water, save earth."

Ishita (whispering against his lips): "First one to get to the shower will get a prize."

They share a knowing grin before both burst into laughter, their playful energy overtaking the moment as they race to the bathroom. Their giggles echo through the room, their hearts pounding—not just from the race, but from the electric current running between them.

Abhishek and Ishita burst into the bathroom, their laughter mingling with the sound of water dripping from the shower. Abhishek quickly turns on the shower before turning to Ishita with a mischievous grin.

Abhishek: "Looks like I won the race. What's my prize?"

Ishita meets his gaze, her eyes sparkling with playful challenge. She reaches up and gently pushes his damp hair back, her fingers lingering on his forehead.

Ishita (smirking): "Handle kar lega?"

She steps closer, the water flowing around them, adding an extra layer of intimacy to the already charged atmosphere. Abhishek's smile fades into a more serious expression as he watches her undress, his eyes dark with desire. Ishita slowly takes Abhishek's clothes off. He gently runs his fingers along her wet skin, his touch tender and deliberate. He trails his hands from her shoulders down her arms, savoring the feeling of her skin beneath his fingertips. She shivers at his touch, her eyes fluttering closed as she leans into him.

Abhishek (his voice a deep, husky whisper): "You know... you always manage to look stunning. Whether you're drenched like this or when you've just woken up, with that messy hair... it's impossible not to fall for you."

Ishita opens her eyes to meet his, her heart racing at the raw emotion in his gaze. She reaches up, cupping his face in her hands, and pulls him closer. Their lips meet in a slow, passionate kiss, the water mixing with the heat between them.

Breaking the kiss for a moment, Abhishek reaches for a bottle of shampoo. He pours some into his palm and rubs his hands together before  turning Ishita around and gently running his fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp. His touch is careful, loving, topped by tender kisses on her cheek. Ishita's eyes close, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she leans into his touch, savoring the intimacy of the moment.

Abhishek (wraps her arms around his waist, kisses her cheek): "I missed this. Showering together, taking care of each other....just us"

Ishita smiles, her heart swelling with warmth. She opens her eyes and reaches for the shampoo. As she works the shampoo into his hair, her fingers glide over his scalp with soft, teasing touches, making Abhishek groan in satisfaction.

Ishita (whispering): "I promise we won't have to miss these moments anymore."

As they share a soft smile, Ishita notices the shampoo running down toward his eyes.

Ishita (panicking): "Aankhein band kar! Aankhein band kar!"

Abhishek squeezes his eyes shut, and Ishita quickly wipes the shampoo off his face.

Abhishek (restless): "Ishi yaar, it's burning!"

Ishita blows gently over his eyes, only for him to suddenly grin and pull her closer, his hand grabbing her ass.

Abhishek (smirking): "Six years, and you still fall for this prank every single time."

Ishita rolls her eyes, tongue in cheek, before breaking into a smile. He gives her ass a playful squeeze, making her gasp.