Raabta - Completed

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Hiiiii, How is everyone doing? I was actually gonna update yesterday but then I realised that the part is quite short. So I started writing again when I got the news of Arijit x TSeries x AsiManshi and well, I was heartbroken for about 2 hours. I really really wanted SidNaaz x Arijit, but what can we do. Then when I started writing again, I saw Sidharth and Neha's picture and I had a meltdown, not kidding. So yeah, I am much better now and back with this update. 

Thank you for such positive response in the previous part, I love each and every single one of you. A big shout out to KajalDhama7 , _itsdivyarai_ and rukhsarkhatoon  for replying with, "you are back, we are here only" in the previous part. You guys are the sweetest. Thank you so much for commenting in every part. Lots of love to the three of you. 

And also to everyone who is reading, voting and commenting. I love you all. 

This part has Mature Content, so please skip if you are not okay with it. Badi mehnat se likha hai, viral mat kardena pls. 

Happy Reading !

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Shehnaaz' lower back arched, causing her bum to pop backwards, her legs hugging Sidharth tighter and their lips sucking hissed kisses.

"Ahem."

They both froze, Sidharth's lips retracting from his kissy pout. Shehnaaz looked over her shoulder.

Bill, Phil, the competition judges, the camera crew, and the entire wedding group stood in front of them with matching smirks. Even the announcer up in his lifeguard chair was smirking. Raj giggled and slung his arm around Jasmin's shoulder.

"And they said they wouldn't need to borrow condom," he whispered, his attempt at a whisper loud enough for the crowd to hear. The crowd burst out with whoops and laughs, Jasmin covering her face, muffling her cackles.

Shehnaaz scooted backwards, her hands flat on Sidharth's abs. Sidharth glanced up and found Shehnaaz to be blushing, her smile shy. Her purple bandana was crooked, the knot sticking out the top of her head like a unicorn horn. Her sunglasses were a smudged, whipped cream smeared mess, rainbow sprinkles and sand ground into her hair.

Shehnaaz's smile slowly widened, her two bunny teeth visible, and Sidharth' breath caught. His heart pounding faster than every high point of the competition combined, a flurry of warm, ticklish energy swirling inside his rib cage.

"We'd like to proceed with the medal ceremony and celebratory barbecue," Bill said, his lips twitching amusedly. "If that's alright with our gold medalists, of course."

"Yes, definitely," Sidharth said. He sat up and brushed some sand off his torso, Shehnaaz sitting beside him. "We can, erm," he pulled his knees up to his chest, "proceed. Can we rinse off before the ceremony?"

"I suppose," Phil said, Bill smiling beside him. "But make it quick." Phil rubbed his stomach. "I'm hungry and the chicken smells amazing."

Sidharth stood up and dusted off his bum, then peered down at Shehnaaz, mischief curling his lips. He held one hand out.

"What?" Shehnaaz asked as she stood, their hands clasped. Sidharth grinned and looped his arm under Shehnaaz ass, swinging her up in the air and over his shoulder. Shehnaaz squealed, "Oh my God, what are you doing!?"

Shehnaaz' laughter could be heard by the clapping crowd even as Sidharth took off towards the water. Sidharth ran until the water was at his waist then dumped Shehnaaz into the sea, Shehnaaz popping up like an infuriated Ariel.