Ghungroo - The Siren Call of Lovers (#1 - Completed)

Chapter 48 - I am Changed

The best things in life are free. Who agrees? A moment laughing, spooning and cuddling, watching a sun rise or hearing rain fall while wrapped up in socks and a soft throw...It's the simple pleasures we remember the most...

Chapter 48

We leave the office building an hour later.

It's a rocky start at first with me in the driver's seat. I'm slightly nervous driving and wince each time I jerk the car as I press down on the peddle. It's definitely not the smoothest of rides, but it doesn't seem to bother Riaan.

After an hour, and some coaching from him, I start to relax and enjoy driving the car.

I got my driver's license as soon as I turned eighteen, but hardly ever got the opportunity to drive a car. I have access to both my mother's and Rahul's cars but the campus shuttles are convenient and I never have had the need of traveling further out than the area I lived in.  Except to visit my mum but someone's always available to pick me up.

We make it back to Riaan's place in Camps Bay late at night. As we enter Cape Town, a sense of sadness fills me. It is my last night here with him before Monday, and reality is upon us. He will be gone to London on Tuesday, and Friday seems  to be a long way off before I saw him again.

This weekend has been magical. We had created our own little safe place these past few days. I feel like I've known Riaan forever. I've never felt this free or at peace with anyone else before. I wish we could shut out the world and be like this forever.

Of course, I know this isn't possible so I concentrate on enjoying my last few hours before morning comes.

Riaan has become quiet too.

Is he thinking the same? Or, is he just tired and preparing for the week ahead?

Riaan orders in Thai food and we shower and change.

We eat in bed, both of us too exhausted to follow etiquette and eat in the kitchen downstairs. We have broken all of the barriers of social decorum while in each other's company. We are content to just be in each other's presence, stripped bare of the masks we wear in the outside world.

Is this what it is like to love someone? To let down your guard and just exist. To have no words or pretenses that hide our true selves from the other.

That night we make slow, unhurried love.

We learn the maps of each other's bodies, slowly tracing paths already discovered and finding new unexplored territories that bring us both pleasure.

I think we both have it at the back of our minds that next week is going to be challenging and unpleasant at the very least.

I feel no shame in the things we do. Sex is a natural part of life. The ancient texts of the Vedas speaks of the pleasures of  fornication, the fulfillment of Kama (sexual desire) as one of the vital purposes of human life. And not just the pleasuring of men, but women too. Ancient Indian cultures were some of the first to recognize the female orgasm, and advocate that the pleasures of sex could be enjoyed equally by both sexes.

Ancient Hindu temples with their sculptures depicting carnal scenes of pleasure profess a legacy to the enjoyment there is to be had through sex. There is no sin in this. Only bliss. As long as it is something shared between two consenting adults, I see no problem with it. Loving each other is the bonus that makes the physical connection that much sweeter. And with Riaan it certainly feels that way.

I am sore. Every inch of me screams in pain and fatigue...yet I want more. I could never get tired of this.

And to share this with Riaan, the man I've loved since the day I first saw him, is beautiful . What better way to express our love than with this act of pleasuring each other to the point of total selflessness, giving and taking from each other this thing that drives us. This need that demands feeding and has become something real and living between us.