Ishaan and Savi

35 - ISHVI Shares Intimacy

As they entered the house from the botanical garden, Savi couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation tingling in the air. She stole a glance at Ishaan, noticing the way his eyes sparkled in the dim light of the hallway.

Ishaan, too, seemed lost in thought, his mind filled with the memory of their time together in the botanical garden. He knew that he had missed his chance to express his true feelings for Savi, but he couldn't shake the feeling that there was still something between them, something unspoken yet palpable.

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Ishaan was alone in his room as Savi was still busy in the kitchen, he thought of sitting in his library for a while. When he gets busy with a bunch of books, Savi enters the room, takes the towel from her cupboard, and night suit, and proceeds to the washroom.

She says to herself, "It's too late, let me freshen up soon and then study for a while before I sleep."

In a hurry, she forgets her clothes on the bed and carries a towel only.

Other hand, Ishaan comes to his room from the library and sits on the sofa. He sees Savi's clothes but does not understand why they are lying on the bed. He assumes that she is still yet to come to the room from the kitchen.

He starts surfing his PINKIE mobile to pass the time.

After a few minutes, Savi emerged from the bathroom, her hair still damp from the shower, and a towel wrapped around her slender frame. She was relaxed after having a warm shower, she stepped towards her bed to collect her clothes.

She hadn't expected to encounter Ishaan in the hallway, but there he was, standing just a few feet away, a startled look on his face.

Their eyes met, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still as they both processed the situation.

Savi felt a blush creeping up her cheeks as she realized her state of undress, while Ishaan's eyes widened in a mix of surprise and embarrassment looking at his wife in a short loose towel exposing her fair-skinned arms, deep neck, and legs.

"Uh, sorry, I didn't realize you were... um, here," Ishaan stammered, taking a step back as if to give her space.

Savi's heart raced at the sight of Ishaan's flustered expression, her own pulse quickening with nervous energy.

Without thinking, she turned to retreat back into the safety of the bathroom after picking up her clothes, but her foot slipped on the tiled floor, sending her tumbling backward.

As Savi slipped and fell backward, Ishaan's instincts kicked in, and he moved swiftly to catch her before she hit the ground. His arms wrapped around her, pulling her close against his chest, and he felt a surge of protectiveness wash over him.

Savi looked up, her breath catching in her throat as she found herself gazing into Ishaan's eyes, now filled with concern.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, his voice a gentle whisper against her ear.

Savi nodded, unable to tear her gaze away from his intense stare. In that moment, she felt a surge of warmth coursing through her veins, a sense of familiarity and longing that she couldn't deny.

In that moment, as he held Savi in his arms, Ishaan's heart raced with a tumult of emotions. He could feel the warmth of her body seeping through the damp towel, sending shivers down his spine. Her closeness was intoxicating, stirring something deep within him that he couldn't quite explain.

As he looked down at her, he couldn't help but notice the way her wet hair cascaded around her shoulders, framing her delicate features like a halo. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, her eyes downcast as if she couldn't bear to meet his gaze.

Ishaan's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight before him, his pulse quickening with a mixture of desire and longing. For the first time, he was consuming the beauty of his wife. He had never felt this way about anyone before, this overwhelming need to protect and cherish someone with every fiber of his being.

Her towel slides down a bit in his grip. Both realize it and to shield her from the embarrassment of the towel getting dropped down, Ishaan held Savi closer.

She gets lost in that moment, closes her eyes, and accidentally keeps her lips a little open, she fails to understand whether she wants this moment to stay longer and pass sooner. 

But Ishaan couldn't shake the feeling that this moment was meant to be – that fate had brought them together for a reason, and that reason was now staring him right in the face.

Unknowingly what is happening to him and between them, he lowered his head to capture her lips in a tender kiss. The only fact Ishaan knew, with a certainty that surpassed all doubt, was that he was falling – falling hard and fast for the girl in his arms. 

And then, without another word, Ishaan leaned in closer, his lips capturing hers in a tender kiss. Their lips met and time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the sweetness of the moment, the world around them fading into insignificance.

For Savi, it was as if everything she had ever wanted was finally within reach – the warmth of Ishaan's embrace, the softness of his lips against hers, the undeniable connection that bound them together.

After their tender kiss, Savi gently pulled away from Ishaan, her heart still racing with the intensity of the moment. She could feel the heat of his touch lingering on her skin, sending shivers of anticipation down her spine.

With a shy smile, Savi took a step back, and pulled up the towel, her eyes meeting Ishaan's in a silent exchange of understanding. "I... I think I should get ready," she murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ishaan nodded, his own cheeks flushed with emotion, quickly checking out her wet body wrapped in a single cloth. "Of course, Savi. Take your time," he replied, his voice gentle and reassuring.

With a final glance, Savi turned and made her way toward the washroom with her clothes in her hand, her thoughts spinning with a whirlwind of emotions. She needed time to process what had just happened, to come to terms with the depth of her feelings for Ishaan.

As she entered the washroom and closed the door behind her, Savi took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. She quickly busied herself with getting ready and taking extra care of her appearance.

Meanwhile, in the hallway outside, Ishaan leaned against the wall, his mind still reeling from the kiss they had shared. He couldn't shake the feeling of euphoria that washed over him, the memory of Savi's lips burning brightly in his mind.

But amidst the euphoria, there was a nagging sense of uncertainty, a fear of what the future might hold. He knew that their relationship was complicated and that there were obstacles they would need to overcome if they wanted to be together.

And so, with a heavy heart, Ishaan reluctantly tore himself away from Savi's door and made his way towards the library. He needed time to think, to process his emotions, and come up with a plan for the future.

But deep down, he couldn't shake the feeling that no matter what challenges lay ahead, he would do whatever it took to be with Savi – to love her, cherish her, and protect her with every breath in his body.

To be continued... (Final exams approaching two weeks later + Will Harini's health separate them or bring them closer?)