OS : Kiss-to-Make Out.

He sat back on the bed watching her as she took her few minutes for herself getting ready. Her hair which flow like a breeze, the light kohl applied to her eyes and now the turn to her lips. She took her usual lip gloss. He couldn't help but stare at her more fascinated. Her lips; So kissable. He had kissed her many times but this was one such moment that makes him feel like kissing her then and there. He glanced down at his mobile when she set the lip gloss down and checked if her dress was perfectly worn and he shot up his glance when he felt she was all set to go.

'Chale?', Rey asked glancing her and she nodded.

He stood back on his feet and started walking out expecting her to follow him.

'Rey..ek min bas..', she chided.

'My lips are dry again', she remarked doing what she is best at when it comes to make over.

She walked to him after that and stopped him from opening the door by holding his hand and he turned around.

'Am I looking good?', she questioned with a hope of his yes.

'Ofcourse babu..chale?', he answered locking her hand in his but she didn't move.

'I know you are lying', she mumbled with disappointment.

'And why would I do that?', he asked closing the distance maintaining a step away.

'Mujhe patha ki..tum jhoot bol rahe ho', she repeated.

He laughed at her childish antics and then moved closer until he could smell her perfume fragrance.

He leaned closer to her ear. He could feel her breath get hitched.

'I promise..you are looking beautiful..and I do tell you when I feel you could look better..haina?',he whispered and she nodded her head in acceptance. He moved back slightly with their faces still touching. He kissed her cheek and his lips touched hers at the corner. He gasped and his fingers gently caressed her face as his lips melted down onto hers. He kissed her passionately while her palm tugged his collar pushing herself closer to his warmth. He broke the kiss addicted to feeling her, touching her, holding and kissing her. He nuzzled into her neck with his hand holding her by waitst. He sucked her skin making her moan his name in a low voice. He trailed kisses down the neck to shoulder. His left hand slided from her face to her shoulder and down her body. She shuddered when his hand touched her curve but he pulled her closer dugging his head into her hair and neck. His hands continued its ministrations ignoring her honey coated voice which requested him to stop against her own will. She gave in to his kisses.

The knock on door followed by 'Rey' broke their passionate reverie.

'Why everyone loves to disturb us only?', he spatted kissing her face as she writhed under him on the bed.

She chuckled cupping his face and kissed his cheek with a smile, her lips lingering more than the usual. She pushed him gently away from her and caressed her dress back to formal and his fingers gently soothed her messed up hair. She tip toed and kissed his lips in a second and moved back holding his hand and urged him to walk.

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Ranvijay Singhania was at the door and looked at them with a tint of disbelief and glared back at the watch in room.

'Why are you so late?', Vicky asked noticing that the gang had come already except them.

'Kria had some work at the last moment', Rey lied and Kriya smiled when Vicky believed it.

ArSha Version below.

I wrote this only because of Angel😆