"A Sweet Kiss"
Tanya sat comfortably on the sofa, legs tucked beneath her, savoring the sweetness of a chocolate piece she had been nibbling on. The soft glow from the TV illuminated the room, but her attention wasn’t on the movie playing in the background. It was on the man sitting next to her.
Aransh, seemingly engrossed in the action on the screen, glanced sideways at her, a faint smile tugging at his lips. He always looked so relaxed like this, his strong frame leaning casually against the cushions, his gaze following the story unfolding before him. But Tanya wasn’t thinking about the movie.
She admired the way he looked—calm, content, and perfectly at home in their shared space. Her eyes wandered from his broad shoulders to the way his throat moved as he swallowed. She felt a soft urge to touch him, to connect, even in this simple moment.
Without saying a word, she reached out, her fingers gently brushing against his Adam’s apple. “Oh, this is beautiful,” she murmured, her voice soft and filled with affection.
Aransh blinked, surprised but amused by her sudden comment. Turning his head, he looked at her, his gaze playful and curious. He saw the sparkle in her eyes, and instead of responding with words, he grabbed a piece of the chocolate she was holding. With a mischievous grin, he pressed it against his Adam’s apple.
Tanya’s heart fluttered at the playful gesture. She didn’t need any more encouragement. Leaning forward, she kissed the spot where he had placed the chocolate, her lips gently brushing his skin as she took it away.
Their eyes locked, and for a moment, the room felt warmer, their connection deepening in the silence. Tanya, feeling bold, held another piece of chocolate between her teeth, daring him with her eyes to take it. Aransh leaned closer, but just as his lips brushed hers, she quickly bit the chocolate and pulled away, laughing softly.
He chuckled, undeterred, his gaze filled with challenge. “You’re not getting away that easily,” he whispered, moving closer once more.
This time, Tanya gave him a second chance. Holding the next piece of chocolate between her teeth, she allowed him to come nearer. Their faces inches apart, she could feel the heat radiating from him, their breaths mingling. Aransh didn’t hesitate. He caught the chocolate just as she had planned, but instead of pulling back, he stayed there, their lips pressed together.
The chocolate melted between them, sweet and warm, as they shared their kiss. It wasn’t hurried, nor was it fleeting. It was deep, lingering, filled with the sweetness of both the chocolate and the affection they had for each other. They stayed like that for what felt like forever, the world around them fading into nothingness as they got lost in each other’s warmth.
When they finally pulled apart, both of them were smiling, breathless but content. Tanya rested her forehead against his, her hands resting gently on his chest. “I think this was the best chocolate I’ve ever had,” she teased, her voice soft and filled with love.
Aransh chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “That’s because you’re sharing it with me.”
The evening continued, quieter now but no less intimate. They didn’t need words to express what they felt. In that shared moment, as the movie played on and the chocolate pieces dwindled, they knew they had something much sweeter—each other.
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