Swayam was setting his wet hair in place, still cursing the stupid bird under his breath. What the hell was it doing awake at that hour anyway? And even if it was, why was he the one to suffer? He kept muttering curses in his mind when he felt a warm hand on his arm. Surprised, he turned around to see Sharon staring at him. He gazed into her almond brown eyes and in that one moment he knew what she wanted to say to him. She got on the tips of her toes and closed the distance between their lips. She kissed him softly and gently. Swayam closed his eyes and savoured the softness of her lips, the warmth that he could feel from her skin against his. But soon he felt his body catching fire and he couldn't help but reciprocate her. He heard Sharon's muffled gasp and it seemed to fuel the fire in him all the more.
His hands moved to her waist and snaked around to her back. One hand remained on the small of her back while the other moved upwards on her back, straining her closer. He felt her heart beat wildly against his, or was it his own heart, he could not understand. Hell, he could not remember his own name right then.
He broke the kiss only to move his lips to her neck. He kissed her urgently as her hands knotted in his hair. He was sure he heard her gasp more than once. He never knew he could feel so much for someone what he was feeling right then. He didn't even know what it was called. Sharon moved slightly as though wanting to move out of his embrace. Swayam left her, confused. Probably his feeling was evident because Sharon gave him an assuring smile before taking his hand in hers and led him to the bed.
She let go of his hand and climbed on the bed. Swayam followed suit settling himself on top of her. Balancing himself on his right elbow his moved his left hand on her arm, caressing her arm. Sharon sighed and it made a pleasant warmth spread through him. She caught the front of Swayam's T-shirt, crumpling it in her hand and gently pulled him towards herself. Swayam weakly chuckled before giving in.
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