Strings of Us

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So I tried my best writing smut but if you feel like it needs improvement or anything you can just comment or message me...but please don't leave hate comments okay🤍

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This chapter contains mature content 🔥🔥

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The silence that hung between them wasn’t empty — it was filled with all the unsaid emotions, the rising heartbeat, the gentle friction of fingers brushing skin.

Shaurya’s thumb caressed Mehul’s cheek, his voice low and trembling, “You’re sure about this…? I don’t want to hurt you.”

Mehul, cheeks flushed, eyes glimmering with trust, nodded softly. “Main sirf aapka hoon, Shaurya ji… hamesha ke liye,” he whispered, his voice shy but firm.

That was all Shaurya needed.

He leaned in, slowly, giving Mehul every second to pull away. But Mehul closed the distance, their lips meeting in a kiss that was tender and unsure at first — like a question.

Shaurya answered it with his touch, cradling Mehul's face with both hands, deepening the kiss with care, not urgency.

Their clothes came off piece by piece — not hurried, not frenzied, but as if unwrapping something precious. Each revealed inch of skin was greeted with reverence.

Shaurya's fingers were warm as they slid over Mehul’s shoulders, his lips following the path, leaving delicate, fluttering kisses down his collarbone.

Mehul lay back against the softness of the bed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Shaurya hovered over him, his gaze searching. “Agar kuch bhi uncomfortable lage… just say it, okay?”

Mehul nodded, a soft, “Hmm,” escaping him as he reached up, fingers tangling in Shaurya’s hair to pull him back into another kiss — deeper this time, lips parting, breaths mingling.

Their bodies pressed together, skin against skin, warmth and trembling nerves wrapped in moonlight filtering through the curtains. Shaurya's hands were everywhere — mapping Mehul’s sides, brushing over his waist, his hips. He didn’t rush. He kissed every part of Mehul’s body he could reach, whispering soft reassurances between each kiss.

Mehul’s hands explored too — shyly at first, then more boldly, trailing down Shaurya’s back, marveling at the strength there. They discovered each other slowly, learning what made the other gasp, what made them relax, what made them smile in between nervous giggles and fluttering touches.

“If you feel any pain just say I will stop, okay!”

Shaurya said aligning his lube coated finder near Mehul's hole.

Mehul nodded with a red face.

“Ahhhhh!” Mehul moaned loudly, when the first finger entered the most private yet unfamiliar part of his body.

“Should I take it out!” Shaurya asked worriedly, seeing his painful expression.

“No, keep moving! I…I like this!!!” Mehul replied in a broken voice, somewhat embarrassed.

Shaurya added one more finger and this time he could see Mehul's pleasurable expressions rather than any pain.

He continued to move and scissor his fingers stretching the hole, while Mehul kept moaning and screaming for more clutching the bedsheet.

He finally added one more finger and Mehul cummed just by that with a loud moan.

“AHHHHH! So.. something is coming…” Mehul screamed, cumming on his stomach and Shaurya’s chest.