While Nand lay in bed, his mind woven a web of dreams and recollections, many of which included Venya's visage. A sound startled him out of his meditation, breaking the quiet hum of the night. He woke up from his slumber, driven by curiosity to the mystery beyond his window.
Nand approached the source of the sound with caution, his senses keenly aware. He was briefly stunned by the sight that met his eyes as he pried open the glass. Venya was sitting on the window sill, her form lit by the glimmer of a moon peeking through the clouds.
Nand took in the scene with obvious disbelief. Although he had known Venya to be an adventurous person, he was unprepared for her audacious deed. Their lodging were divided by a narrow wall, but now it seemed as if the window pipe, a tiny thread, joined them.
Sensing his approach, Venya turned to face him, her wide eyes reflecting a mixture of fear and excitement. She measured the distance to the earth below, her fists clenched around the window frame. Her dedication was the only thing taming the fear dancing in her eyes.
"What are you looking at ?, Assist me in entering your room," Venya pointed out, disturbing the night's stillness as her voice traversed the distance.
Nand's initial disbelief turned to worry upon realizing how vulnerable Venya was. He reached out a hand without hesitation, a quiet pledge of support. Venya paused, her dread of falling and her faith in Nand at odds for a minute.
Venya took a deep breath and sprang, her hand firmly grasping Nand's. In that brief instant of touch, Nand experienced an adrenaline surge and sensed something deeper stirring within of him.
Nand's initial comfort at knowing Venya was safe soon gave way to a wave of worry and annoyance. Taking a deep breath, he prepared to express his concerns and chastise Venya for her careless behavior. He yelled her name, feeling both relieved and irritated at the same time.
"Venya, why would you climb through the window like that?do you ever imagined how.....hm.." His tone was one of concern mixed with rebuke.
But before he could say anything further, Venya made a startled motion and suddenly covered his lips with his palm. Her eyes became wide, a wordless cry for prudence. Sensing her uneasiness and the possibility that someone may overhear them, Nand's remarks were suppressed.
Venya softened her look and murmured quickly, "Shh...., Nand! We want no one to find out that I broke through the glass. Simply put, I had to speak with you right now."
An unexpected result occurred when Venya quickly tried to hush Nand by clamping her palm over his lips. Venya unintentionally stepped nearer to Nand, her body brushing against his with an unanticipated familiarity as a result of her eagerness and anxiety for confidentiality.
Nand felt his pulse beat faster, a whirlwind of feelings sparked by their closeness. The warmth of Venya's body against his, her chest lightly brushing against his own strong, muscular frame, was palpable. There was an underlying tension in the air that neither could ignore as the moment lingered.
They looked at one other, a wordless communication of understanding. A tint of regret was there in Venya's expression as she realized how close they had been in that little period of haste.
Nand's mind was racing, a tornado of opposing ideas and impulses. He could feel Venya's breath on his skin in a subtle cadence that drew them closer in an unsaid dance of restraint and desire with each breath.
Time appeared to stop still in that stopped moment, their closeness forming an intimate bubble within Nand's chamber. The outer world vanished, leaving just the tangible presence of two souls on the verge of something intensely felt but unsaid thing.
Their hearts pounded in time with the silent promise of what could have been as they stayed in that tense quiet, the air around them filled with the wordless echoes of their shared sentiments.
A little flush tinted Venya's cheeks as she timidly withdrew her palm from Nand's lips. Her hand had reached out to stifle any possible sound since they had been so near. The air between them sparked with a fresh awareness of their closeness as she took a little step aside.
Ever observant, Nand saw Venya's retreat, the little change in their positions. He immediately and delicately re-engrossed her in his embrace by seizing her hand. Amidst that intimate moment, they maintained fixed gazes while engaging in silent dialogues.
Nand leaned in and planted his lips on hers, feeling a mixture of eagerness and tenderness as the warmth of their first kiss enveloped them both. As they exchanged this private, verbal proclamation of their affections, time seemed to stop. The world around them vanished in that little instant, leaving only their hearts' gentle pounding and the gentle touch of their lips.
Nand and Venya danced delicately with their emotions as they planted their first kiss. Nand gave him a gentle kiss at first, but as time went on, it became more intense and passionate.
Sensing the full force of Nand's kiss, Venya gave in to the spellbinding sensation of their lips connecting rather than resisting. The kiss deepened with every second that went by, kindling a fire within them both.
Their pulses pounded in time, mirroring the silent need that had grown between them. With a gentle touch, Venya's hands moved to Nand's shoulders, her fingertips following the lines of his skin as they enjoyed their newfound closeness.
As they were lost in the eternal world of their love, time appeared to stop mattering. Their kiss intensified, communicating what words could never truly express: the fragile beginnings of a love tale written in the language of kisses and shared feelings. The outer world faded into insignificance.
Time appeared to stand still for Nand and Venya as their kiss intensified, engulfed in a tornado of feelings. They were dancing passionately, their lips locked, and none of them knew how long this spellbinding moment had lasted.
But the harder it was to breathe, the more intense the kiss was. Sensing that she was out of breath, Venya put a gentle hand on Nand's shoulder and begged silently for a moment's break. Reluctant to release her lips, Nand enjoyed the last lingering seconds before lessening the kiss.
Venya let out a quiet gasp as their lips split up, and then she took long breaths that brought much-needed oxygen into her lungs. Nand followed suit, taking long breaths as they gradually came down to earth.
Their first kiss left a lasting impression on each other as their eyes locked, a mixture of admiration and need. Their feelings were so pure and unadulterated that it left them both panting heavily.