Part 13

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Rajveer's pov-

I was fuming and needed to cool down. ansh has not come out yet. I knocked on the door.  As soon as he came out, I went inside without a word.

I absent mindedly came out and forgot to wear my t-shirt. As I usually sleep only in my sweat pants.

I heard a gasp, and saw Ansh looking at my chest without blinking, as if he froze.
The shock was visible on his face. All the words and the conversation between me and Neel started playing in my mind.

He should get used to my body and not feel disgusted like Neel does. Throwing the towel, I approached him with long strides and pushed him on bed and hovered above him.

He was shocked by my sudden move and was just staring at my face. I stared at him intensely.

" Are you disgusted by the scars?"

Ansh seems to be genuinely confused by my question, but shook his head as no.

"Stop lying and say the truth. I hate liars. " I don't trust his words. Neel was right then. But I will have my right on him. I will not let him go to someone else.

Ansh, " I don't feel disgusted. It's just I didn't know that you had a scar this huge. "

I just stared at him and then flipped our position. Now he was on top of me, straddling my waist. He just stared at me.

As you said Ansh, you are not disgusted then kiss my scars and show me.

He sat shocked by the turn of events.

He stared at me, as if searching for something. Soon he took a breathe and lowered his head, to my right chest from where the scars started.

As he placed the first peck, I inhaled a sharp breath. It's been five years, that I have been this close to someone. He kept trailing soft pecks on my scar and reached near the end of the scar which was below my belly button.

I couldn't hold anymore, and pulled him by his neck and flipped our position. Now he was under me and I was kissing his lips madly. At the wedding altar it was just a slight suck I did. But now I was going crazy and kept sucking his lips.

He kept pushing me, I understood and left his lips so he could catch his breath. I kept trailing kisses on his neck. And he moaned, "veer". I froze, no one has ever called me that. I sucked harder on his neck. And he pulled my head out of his neck and pecked my forehead halting my  actions.

I took a deep breath and laid my head on his chest

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I took a deep breath and laid my head on his chest. He kept running his fingers through my hair to calm me. But I knew at this moment that I couldn't let him go. I was addicted. He was calming me by his softness towards me.

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