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The entire room was transformed into a romantic sanctuary, with rose petals scattered everywhere and the warm, golden glow of candles casting a magical ambiance. Adwait gazed at Shubhra, noticing the exhaustion in her eyes. The soft, yellow luminosity danced across her face, illuminating her delicate features.
A playful idea struck Adwait, and he closed the door behind him, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "So, who's the old guy?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
Shubhra raised an eyebrow, her hands clasped behind her back. "Who?" she questions, taking a step back, a sly smile spreading across her face.
Adwait stepped closer, his eyes locked on hers. "I heard someone say I'm old."
Shubhra's smile grew wider. "Oh, it was Ariv!" she said, taking another step back.
Adwait's voice dropped to a whisper, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, but I think I heard someone agreeing with him." He took another step forward, his movements slow and deliberate.
Shubhra took another step back, but her heel slipped on the pooled wax, sending her off balance. Adwait swiftly caught her, his reflexes quick.
"So, are my limbs faster now?" Adwait smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement.
Shubhra's confusion was fleeting, replaced by a sudden understanding. "We still had to check it," she whispered, a sly smile spreading across her face.
She wrapped her hands around Adwait's nape, pulling him closer. He responded by drawing her in, his hands encircling her waist.
"Is that so?" he whispered, his lips inches from hers, as he balanced her on his toes.
Shubhra's response was lost in the fervor of the moment as Adwait claimed her mouth in a passionate kiss.
As their lips met, the world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the fervor of their kiss. The soft glow of the candles, the sweet scent of rose petals, and the gentle warmth of the room all blended together to create a sense of perfect intimacy.
Shubhra's hands tightened around Adwait's nape, pulling him closer as she deepened the kiss. Adwait's arms wrapped around her waist, holding her tight as he savored the taste of her lips.
Time stood still as they lost themselves in the kiss, their hearts beating as one. The world outside receded, leaving only the gentle rustle of rose petals and the soft crackle of candles.
As they finally broke apart for air, Shubhra's eyes sparkled with mischief. "I think your limbs are faster," she whispered, her voice husky.
Adwait's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "I think you're right," he whispered back, his lips brushing against her ear.
