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Nachiket - Zyada duur nahin. Yahin, Karan ke naye hotel pe

Ragini had given chips and juice to Nachiket. The work was done and Nachiket was in the shower.
Ragini took out Nachiket's clothes from the cupboard followed by her own. Intentionally or unintentionally, their clothes were matching. Ragini smiled. She kept her clothes on the bed when it struck her, "Nachiket! We can't go."
Nachiket came out of the bathroom at the same time and when he saw Ragini sitting on the bed, supporting her plastered arm with the good arm, he rushed to her side and asked her if she was okay.
"Kya hua tumhe? Dard ho raha h? Kahan pe dard h? Show me."
Not a single word came out of Ragini's mouth. She was looking at his face, water was still dripping from his hair. Her eyes followed the drop of water from his forehead to his nose. She knew only a towel was wrapped around his lower body and he was not wearing his vest yet. It took all her energy to not look down at his chest.
"Ragini.. Main kuch puch raha hu.. What happened?" He took her plastered arm in his hands and in the process her elbow touched his stomach. Ragini saw him now. And now she couldn't look away. Her eyes were glued to his body. He hadn't dried himself completely yet. His old habit. His damp hand clutched her hand so that he could have a proper look at her arm. "Ouch!" Ragini clutched his arm with her good hand, "kuch nahi hua h mujhe..tum hila rahe ho to dard ho raha h.." Their eyes had met and Ragini had looked at him properly now.
"Then why can't we go?" Nachiket was confused, "Maine saara kaam kar dia h"
Ragini would have laughed at his innocent face but his bare body in front of her was fogging her thoughts.
"Sunny tai ghar par nahi h"
"So? We'll lock the door. And she has the keys." Nachiket couldn't figure out what the problem could be.
"Mera haath tuta hua h!" Nachiket just gave her an 'I can see it' look.
Ragini's could feel her cheeks go warm. She didn't know of it was his close presence or the thoughts going on in her mind.
"Nachiket-- Sunny tai helps me in changing into clothes since I can't move my hand much."
"Main help kar dunga! Ismein kya badi baat h.. Pehle bhi to karta tha.." Nachiket replied as if it was the most obvious thing to do.
"But.. No.. We can't do it!" Ragini said as she got up from the bed. He pulled her arm and made her sit down again.
"Ragini.. I can control myself, unlike you. My eyes won't linger" He smirked.

Nachiket entered the washroom some time later and splashed some water on his face and neck. The heat that was building up inside him was exemplary, not something that he had bargained for when he had agreed to help Ragini dress up for their impromptu lunch date.

Originally posted by: poetic

Nachiket entered the washroom some time later and splashed some water on his face and neck. The heat that was building up inside him was exemplary, not something that he had bargained for when he had agreed to help Ragini dress up for their impromptu lunch date.

"Date? Is it a date?" he thought as he mercilessly splashed some more water on his face.

He closed his eyes and shivered. Unlike his statements, his eyes had not been in his control totally. The soft, beautiful image of Ragini flashed through his mind as his somewhat eidetic memory clicked photos for future reference.

She was still as beautiful as she was years ago, when the children had not copped up into their lives.

She was all milk and peaches as he had remembered all these years. The same form of Ragini that he had made love to every night of his life, even though they were away from each other.

...

Ragini stood in front of the dressing table, quietly adjusting her saree.

The ghost imprints of his fingers and eyes on her skin and soul was unmistakable. It burned ... wherever he had touched her.

While helping her with the blouse, with the dori of her blouse ...

With the draping of the saree ...

Originally posted by: ronitfan

And then there was a moment where she held her breath as he helped her.. he had been insisting that he could help her into a more comfortable salwar kameez but she was adamant on wearing a saree and was guiding him with the drapes..

At one point of time, he had to tuck the drapes between her petticoat and her stomach and he looked at her questioningly through the mirror as if confirming what she had just said.. she held her breath in the anticipation of his touch and the back of his fingers grazed across her navel as he tucked in the drapes and somehow finished pinning them up with a flourish. What lead to him hurrying was the loud gasp that escaped her mouth when he touched her. She leaned back on to him involuntarily, eyes fluttering close.. and he had unwittingly pushed down the cleft of his chin on the sensitive skin of her shoulder, his stubble providing delicious friction

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Hamna please continue na <3

Someone please take this ahead :)

Originally posted by: ronitfan

And then there was a moment where she held her breath as he helped her.. he had been insisting that he could help her into a more comfortable salwar kameez but she was adamant on wearing a saree and was guiding him with the drapes..

At one point of time, he had to tuck the drapes between her petticoat and her stomach and he looked at her questioningly through the mirror as if confirming what she had just said.. she held her breath in the anticipation of his touch and the back of his fingers grazed across her navel as he tucked in the drapes and somehow finished pinning them up with a flourish. What lead to him hurrying was the loud gasp that escaped her mouth when he touched her. She leaned back on to him involuntarily, eyes fluttering close.. and he had unwittingly pushed down the cleft of his chin on the sensitive skin of her shoulder, his stubble providing delicious friction

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And then there was more cold water waiting for him in the washroom.

Originally posted by: poetic

And then there was more cold water waiting for him in the washroom.

Nachiket rested his arms against the sides of the wash basin.and inhaled deeply, a couplebof times. He looked up at the mirror and was met by his flushed countenance, his eyes too bright in the pale light inside the washroom.

His heart was beating wildly still and he willed it to calm down. Deep inside, he was supremely happy that Ragini still excited him this way. She has always been the only woman in the entire world to make him think so.

And his face broke into a wide grin as he re registered her reactions to his proximity, his touch.