SwaRon OS: The Feeling Of Love

Swayam stood there, in the basket ball court waiting for Sharon to arrive. Minutes later a smile curved on his lips on sensing Sharon approaching him. He didn't his sight to sense her. Even if she was miles apart, his heart had the ability to detect her. Soon Sharon reached him.

All of a sudden they felt as if the air around them turned in to romantic one. It wasn't just today, but every time they were together it felt the same. And to add the cherry on the cake, it felt even more magical because they were officially together now. Yes, they had just confessed recently a week back after the NDC semi finals occurred. That day was surely the most precious day for both of them. Finally Swayam's wait had come to an end.

They had just completed another event of their professional team, a few hours ago and decided to spend some quality time with each other.

"Hey" Sharon greeted him.

"Hey...so finally tum aa hi gayi after making me wait so long." Swayam replied.

"Vo actually the girls had gathered at my place. With a lot of difficulty I sent them and arrived here" Sharon answered.

"Oh! no problem. Want to play basket ball??"

"Basket ball iss waqt!"

"Yea, so? Let's play"

"Okay"

They began their match. It was a playful one and no some serious basket ball competition like. No doubt, Swayam was the one leading.

"Common Sharon, do some thing...you're losing" Swayam teased her.

Sharon being the diva who doesn't like to lose thought of something. With maliciously grin on her face she continued playing. She was wearing a shirt and denim shorts. Her top ended above the waist line of her shorts. Any movement can cause it to displace. Even while playing few times her bare waist came in to sight but Swayam didn't pay any heed to it. But Sharon was adamant to stir his concentration on the game.

While Swayam was dribbling the ball, Sharon pretended that she was tired. She stood across him, panting while her hands rested on her hips. She purposely pushed up the hem of her top revealing her smooth and silky waist for Swayam. Swayam looked up to see what Sharon was doing. But as his eyes fell on that succulent sight, he gulped down. His eyes refused to leave her. She was continuously puffing which caused her curves to heave up and down. For Swayam it was the most tempting sight ever. The sweat drops sliding down her cheeks to her neck and disappearing inside her cleavage made Swayam feel allured.

Grabbing this opportunity, Sharon took the ball and made basket. On finally being able to score a basket she jumped in happiness. This was when Swayam realized it was her trick to deviate him from the game.

He smiled on seeing her happy. Due this jumping her top kept rising. Involuntarily Swayam took steps near her. Right now he was out of control. His hands made their way towards her waist.

Sharon jerked and gasped on feeling Swayam's hand on her bare waist. She stood still with her breathing getting heavier. Swayam made her face him. Their eyes locked against each other while his hands continued to explore her skin.

Their trance was broken by a few water drops. They created a distance between them. Before anyone of them could respond, it started raining. Sharon turned to find some roof to protect them from the rain. But Swayam caught her wrist and pulled her towards him.

He forwarded his hand and asked "dance?"

"But it's raining"

"As far as I know Sharon, she loves rain. It is the diva who doesn't."

With a smile, she accepted his offer and they began dancing. They didn't need any music to dance because right now the others heart beat was a melody for them. They weren't dancing like professionals maintaining the technique etc. They were dancing from their heart. Even those simple moves seemed so perfect.

They ended their dance facing each other. Sharon was in Swayam's arms and they were partially hugging. Their faces were just inches apart. His eyes wandered over her checking her from head to toe. Her top adhered against her skin, as if they were a unit. Due to the rain, her top turned slightly transparent.

Swayam's intense gaze made Sharon shudder. Her eyes hovered towards the ground. His hand still rested on her waist above her top. He pulled her further close to him, making her gasp.

Her eyes found his. The only thing she could find in them was pure love and desire...for her. He inched closer towards her minimizing the gap between them. Her hands clutched his shoulders firmly.

"You're beautiful" he whispered making her cheeks turn crimson.

Sharon closed her eyes anticipating to Swayam's desire. He slowly placed his lips on hers and kissed her passionately. She responded to it with equal passion and affection. They tongues clashed and fought for dominance.

After it seemed eternity, they pulled back. Sharon stuck against him and whispered "It felt magical" making Swayam stunned.

He soon recovered from his shock and found her looking down with her cheeks covered with a pinkish tinge.

He smiled at her and said "let's leave. I don't think the rain's going to subside soon."

"Hmm okay"

"Let me drop you till you car"

It then struck Sharon that her car wasn't present there.

"Uh Swayam, I actually sent back my car"

"Oh, then call your driver amd ask him to pic you up"

"Uh..vo..maine apne driver se kaha ki vo ghar jaa sakta hai after parking the car at house"

"What?? And aisa kyu kiya tumne??"

"I wanted you to drop me"

"Mein tumhe drop karu...oh wait! Don't tell me ki tumhe mere saath meri cycle par jaana tha"

Sharon simply nodded a yes, not meeting his eyes. Swayam was surprised beyond the core.

"I thought, Sharon Raiprakash the diva didn't like my cycle"

"The diva didn't like it but Sharon loved the cycle ride."

As she said that their eyes met and both of them recalled their previous experience of cycle ride together.

"I really liked it" Sharon said with utmost honesty and love.

"Let's go then"

They reached the parking lot where Swayam had parked his cycle. But to their unfortunate they found one of the tyre punctured.

"Damn isse bhi abhi puncture hona tha. Upar se yeh baarish!"

"I think hume walk karke jaana chahiye and even I don't think that rain will subside soon."

Having no other option left, they started walking together. Swayam clasped his hands with that of Sharon's. She too held his hands firmly. They weren't speaking anything. Instead the silence that prevailed conveyed their feelings.

After walking some distance, Sharon's eyes fell on an ice cream van.

"Swayam chalo na, ice cream khate hai"

"Iss time pe! Are you nuts? Itni tez baarish ho rahi hai aur tumhe ice cream khani hai"

"Please"

"No"

"Swayam mein tumse puch nahi rahi order kar rahi hu" Sharon said with attitude like a diva.

Sighing in defeat, Swayam followed her till the ice cream van.

"Excuse me, one chocolate ice cream double scooped, topped with chocolate sauce and choco chips" sharom ordered.

"Itni saari chocolate!!"

"Yeah, I love it"

"Tum itni saari ice cream ajele khaogi??" Swayam asked as the ice cream veder handed Sharon the bowl of ice cream.

"Nah! This one's for both of us"

"You mean tum mere saath ice cream share karogi"

"Yes, but tum yeh sab kyu pooch rahe ho??"

"Simply...it's a little unexpected"

Sharon smiled at him. She spotted a tree and along with Swayam reached under there to have their ice cream peacefully.

Swayam's concentration was more on Sharon rather than on the ice cream. After they finished having, Swayam noticed that there was an ice cream stain at the corner of her lips.

He told Sharon to wipe it off, but Sharon couldn't find the correct spot. She asked him to remove it. Swayam did as told and in this process his thumb brushed her lips which made both of them shiver. He let his thumb linger on her lips for a while before taking his hand back. The other fingers had cupped her cheek. Sharon closed her eyes, feeling his touch.

He kissed her lips lightly before resuming their walk. They continued to walk. In few minutes they would reach Sharon's place.

"Swayam I can't walk more" Sharon complained.

"Just a few minutes and we'll reach"

"No...I can't. My legs are aching badly"

Swayam thought for a second and then in an instant he picked Sharon in his arms; surprising her.

"Swayam, yeh tum..." She left her sentence incomplete.

"Tumne hi toh bola ki tumse chala nahi jaa raha toh I picked you up"

"Lekin agar kisi ne dekh liya toh"

"Mujhe toh yahan koi nahi nazar aa raha. And agar kisi ne dekh bhi liya toh kya...girlfriend ho tum meri"

Sharon smiled plus blushed at the word girlfriend. She comfortably wrapped her arms around his neck while he continued walking with her in his arms.

At last they reached Sharon's house. Swayam put down Sharon and was about to leave but Sharon stopped him.

"Swayam you're completely wet. You can stay at my place for tonight"

"No it's fine...I'll manage"

"Kya manage huh! Bola na you can stay here. I don't want you to fall ill."

"Sharon but..." He stopped continuing further on getting a glare from Sharon.

Both of them entered inside. Sharon showed Swayam the guest room.

"I'll get you a towel"

"Before that you change your clothes"

Nodding a yes, Sharon left from there. She quickly changed her clothes and went to Swayam with a towel. Without knocking she entered the room. But she immediately stopped in her tracks.

Swayam was standing there shirtless with his back facing her. Swayam turned around to face Sharon and found her staring at him. Saying that she was staring would be an understatement. Sharon was literally gawking at Swayam. Her eyes travelled all the way on his well built torso to his muscles. Her eyes denied staring away from his body. It was the first time she saw him shirtless.

Swayam had to shake her to bring her back to present.

"Uh sorry vo...uh...here's the towel." Sharon felt embarrassed.

Swayam decided to have some fun.

"I know I'm looking hot right now, but that doesn't means you gawp at me, because that makes me want to do something...something devilish" He said teasingly with an impish beam.

Sharon looked at him with wide eyes. Soon she composed herself and handed him the towel. He took the towel from her. But Swayam was in a romantic mood and so he pulled her towards him when she turned to leave, making her bang into his chest. Sharon was clad in a sleeveless night wear pink frock ending above her mid thighs. Her hair was still damp giving her an appealing and charismatic look. Swayam again lost control over himself. He leaned in for a kiss. Unable to resist she too gave in. It was a ardent and wild kiss filled with love and craving.

Sharon inclined further over him, due to which they fell on the bed. They still continued to smooch each other till they felt suffocating. Though they pulled apart, Swayam continued leaving a trail of piquant kisses over her face and neck, leaving love hickeys where ever possible. Sharon arched her neck, giving him an easy access to her skin. She pulled him up to face her. She kissed his eyes then his forehead advancing towards his cheeks. At last she found his lips and pulled him into a gentle kiss. It was a slow and purely love crammed kiss.

"I love this feeling of love. It feels magical" Sharon said softly.

"And I love you" Swayam replied and towed her towards him such that she snuggled against his neck. Both of them drifted into a peaceful sleep with a amorous smile coiling on their lips.

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