The cottage was quiet, wrapped in the soft darkness of the night. The lights were off, leaving only a faint glow from outside slipping through the curtains.

Arjun stood close to Tulsi, so close that there was barely any space between them. His hand rested at her waist while the other slowly moved along her side, pulling her nearer.
Tulsi’s hands were around his neck, her fingers lightly tangled in his hair as their lips met.

The kiss started slow almost careful, but the closeness between them made it deepen naturally. Tulsi leaned into him, her grip tightening around his neck as if she needed his warmth.
Arjun’s hand slid around her waist, steady and firm, holding her as if she might disappear if he let go.

Without breaking the moment, he slowly guided her backwards.

Step by step, they moved until the back of Tulsi’s legs touched the edge of the bed. She barely had time to realize before she sank softly onto the mattress, Arjun leaning over her.

He quickly placed one hand beside her on the bed and the other on the opposite side, making sure he wasn’t putting his weight on her, his body hovered just above hers, close enough that she could feel his warmth.