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Your dharamsankat is not that big. All you beed to do is DENY. I know that's a bit tough. But then you have to, isn't it?

And yes, I have to write but the PC is already in someone else's hand so I am left with no choice. But to wander here and there just to disstress myslef ^_^

bahut hi ganda excuse hai... -_-

But half is there in the word document on the desktop.. so aadha yahaan.. adhaa wahan,, it breaks the flow.

Link toot jaata hai rey :(

SwaRon OneShot: Casual Encounter
#PlayingLove


[To be Continued. Editing to be done, as well]

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Coming up soon ^_^

Casual Encounter:

Once grandpa was out, did the guy spare a look at the lady who was to get a sculpture for herself? He was stunned; the beauty that stood beside him was marvellous, mesmerizing him to no extent. The glowing face of hers' made it hard for him to resist, he couldn't even blink.

"So you want to get your sculpture made?" his whispering voice made her eyes grew wider. "Huh!"

"Yeah, I mean it might take a bit long, if you want you can think over it again." She instantly shook her head in negation. "So, let's start then." his words seemed to be misleading, misleading to a different path. But she just chose to ignore it.

Making her settle at the stool, he guided, "Sit straight, your postures have to be right, and not to forget, until I am done with you, you aren't suppose to move." Removing the strands from the front, shifting them behind, gently rubbed off his fingers down her throat and sliding it down her arms. She gasped at his touch.

How can a person's touch be so divine


"Sit up straight, I will get back to the clay." He drew his arms off and went to the work-table right in front of her. He started off with moulding the clay, while his gaze fixed at her, Studying her features with great efficiency and traced his palms on the clay with utmost ease.

It had been a while when he was busy with the moulding of clay, moulding it so as to form it as her. But she, she was highly bored by now, she shifted a bit in her place, she sat crossing her legs- misplacing her skirt, giving him a deadly view down her thighs.


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Think of the upcoming scene *evil grin*, drop some suggestions, if possible.

I will be putting bits and tits of this OneShot here and get it posted once done.


And the start of the OneShot isn't from the part, I have posted 😛

She was playing as a distraction to him and he groaned at the fact that she was successful at doing that.


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"Who said I want this to finish soon?" came an instant reply, adding onto his furry. He looked up at her with puzzled eyes, to which she answered back, "I want perfection. I want the sculpture to be mirroring me, and isn't that the reason why this shop of your's is famous all over the town?" And she gestured him to proceed. He looked back at the clay and found something irrelevant, something wasn't right. It wasn't reflecting as her, there was something missing. He gazed back at her and letting out a sharp breath, he questioned her something that she would have never thought of him to do.

"May I touch you?" Her eyes shot back at him in amazement.



What is he asking for?

Touch..




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Doesn't he speak too much? And there is no second thought, that I want him to touch me in every possible way.



"Yeah! I understand. Go ahead"

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Again a bit of the next part ^_^

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