Who Killed Savarkar?(18+)

Who Killed Savarkar?(18+)

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I was cut off in middle, because the next moment i realised his mouth clashed on mine, devouring me in ways i didn't know. His mouth explored mine with measured hurriness. I clutched at his chest, unsure of whether to let go or hold on. His fingers dug in my waist anchoring me from the intensity. His teeth scraped against mine and his one hand moved to my hair, threading it, and grabbing them to angle my mouth towards his. Without realising, my hands found his hair, and I was kissing him back. His lips tasted heavenly, and I found myself melting into him, my anger, my anxiety, my faze, all leaving my body in once. Suddenly, he pinched my waist, making me gasp, "Ahh!!" "Open your fucking mouth.", he whispered huskily. My mouth fell open and taking the opportunity, he entered his tongue, rolling it swiftly across my mouth. My knees buckled at the sheer intensity. He held me tightly, his hands around my waist. "Ahh-Vikr-ahm!", I moaned involuntarily, my hands gripping his hair. He lifted me off, and slammed me against a wall. We both were out of breath, this was when he left my mouth with a pop sound, resting his forehead against mine. We both were breathing heavily. My mind was still spinning from the intensity. I opened my eyes and looked at his. He was already staring at me, his eyes full of devotion. His eyes met mine and we stared at each other, letting the weight of unsaid words settle around us. The world seemed to stopped around us. The only thing that mattered was him and his unsaid words. I was so lost in his eyes that I didn't realise that he was holding me off completely and I was in his embrace, my feet off the ground. That is when he finally broke the tension and muttered wiping his lips, " Kab se bak- bak kare ja rahi thi ."
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البدايات لربما تكون قاسيه متسلطه على البعض ليست كل البدايات جميله ، وليست كل النهايات سعيدة سرقة الحق في الحياة عقابها ندم يجهله المرء ، ليس كل من استفاق في يوم جديد يعني انه على قيد الحياة من الممكن ان تكون استفاقته روتينية فقط وهو غارق في وحّل الرحيل ، الاجبار احيانا حياة اخرئ تسطر النجاة من الغرق المُريع ، والكرة في البداية تغرز حُب عميق صعب تجاوزه ، كـايد بـن متعب ابن المانيـا اقرب الاحفاد لـ ثـاني صاحَب بـراقة الـغامض مُتخذ القرار رفيق الخيـام ، نغـم بنت مساعد لفظـيّ فقط طفلة الرياض زهرة الليلك صاحبة القوة الجبرية . بطّلنـا : كـايد بـن متـعب الاقرب لـ ثـاني من احفاده صاحب بـراقة ، قليل الكلام مُحب للبر والخيـام ، ٢٦ سنة ، الابن الاكبر لـ متعب بن ثـاني ، الخـافي اعظـم . ⁨ بطّلتنا : نغـم بنت مساعد او بالأصح حفيدته ، زهرة الليلك صاحَبة القوة الجبرية ، عنادية كارهّه لنطق بنت راجـح ، ١٩ سنة ،المُتخلئ عنها منذُ الولادة ، البنت الثـانية لـ راجح بن ثـاني .

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