Next day, at evening, as usual, Devyansh called Ananya. "Aap ready hai, Ananya?" His voice carried a hint of excitement.
"Haan, Dev. Main ready hoon, Ap kab aoge," Ananya replied, her heart fluttering with anticipation.
"Main abhi aa raha hoon," he replied, already grabbing his keys and heading to his car.
Devyansh arrived at Ananya's house, parking his car and heading inside. He greeted her parents warmly. " "Namaste, aunty. Namaste, uncle".
"Namaste, Dev. Kaise ho?" her mother asked.
"Main theek hoon, aunty. Aap log kaise hain?"
"Hum bhi theek hain, beta. Ananya bas neeche aa rahi hai," her father said.
As Ananya descended the stairs, Devyansh's breath caught in his throat again. She looked even more beautiful than the previous day. "Ap har din aur bhi khoobsurat lagti ho," he said, unable to take his eyes off her.
Ananya smiled, "Thank you, Dev. Chalein?"
"Haan, chalein," he said, offering his hand. They got into his car and drove to the mall.
As they walked to the car, Devyansh opened the door for her and presented a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
"Yeh tumhare liye," he said with a smile.Ananya's eyes lit up with surprise and joy.
"Dev, yeh kitne pyaare hain. Thank you so much!"
"Isi muskan ka lia to duniya kurban hai," Devyansh replied, his eyes filled with love. She started to blush and become shy. She started to look outside the window. He smile at that and Then they drove to the mall.
At the mall, they decided to tour around before the movie started. They visited a few shops, with Devyansh buying Ananya a beautiful bracelet. "Yeh tumhare liye," he said, fastening it around her wrist.
"Dev, yeh zaroori nahi tha," Ananya said, admiring the bracelet.
"Mere liye zaroori tha," Devyansh replied, his eyes filled with love.
As they continued walking, Ananya noticed some boys staring at her again. She felt uncomfortable and moved closer to Devyansh, linking her arm with his. "Dev, mujhe yeh log ghur rahe hain," she whispered.
Devyansh's expression turned serious. "Ap fikar mat karo, main hoon na," he said, wrapping his arm around her protectively. He glared at the boys, who quickly looked away.
When it was time for the movie, they made their way to the theater and found their seats.As the movie played, Devyansh and Ananya sat close together in the dimly lit theater.
The plot was engaging, but both were more aware of each other than the film. About halfway through, a romantic scene unfolded on the screen, where the lead characters shared an intense kiss.
Ananya felt her cheeks heat up as she glanced at Devyansh from the corner of her eye. To her surprise, he was already looking at her, his eyes intense and filled with emotion. She quickly looked away, feeling shy and flustered.
"Kya dekh rahe hai ap?" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the movie's soundtrack.
"Bas tumhe," Devyansh replied softly, his gaze unwavering.
Ananya's heart raced as she felt a mix of nervousness and excitement. She lowered her head, staring at her hands, trying to calm herself. But the intensity of Devyansh's gaze was almost palpable, and she couldn't ignore it.
Suddenly, she felt his hand gently touch the nape of her neck. His touch was both firm and gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. He slowly turned her head towards him, and before she could react, his lips were on hers.
The kiss was unlike anything she had ever experienced. It was dominant, possessive, and full of passion. Devyansh's lips moved against hers with a fervor that left her breathless. She felt his other hand cup her cheek, his thumb gently stroking her skin.
Ananya's initial surprise quickly gave way to a deep, overwhelming sense of desire. She closed her eyes, letting herself get lost in the moment. Her hands found their way to his shoulders, clutching his shirt as if to anchor herself.
"You taste so sweet," he murmured against her lips. "I can't get enough of you." Ananya's heart raced, and she melted into the kiss, feeling the depth of his feelings for her.
His words sent a jolt of electricity through her. She responded to his kiss with equal passion, her fingers tangling in his hair. The world around them seemed to disappear, leaving just the two of them in their private bubble of intimacy.
Devyansh's kiss grew deeper, more intense. He tilted her head slightly, giving him better access to her mouth. She could feel the raw emotion and need in his kiss, and it made her heart swell with love for him.
As the kiss continued, Devyansh pulled her closer, his arm wrapping around her waist. Ananya melted into his embrace, feeling safe and cherished. The taste of his lips, the feel of his hands on her skin, and the sound of his ragged breathing all combined to create an experience that was both exhilarating and comforting.
"Dev," she whispered when they briefly pulled apart for air, "Humai asa nhi Karna chahiye. Sab log hai yaha, kya socha ge."
"Apko iski chinta karna ki koi jarurat nhi hai, hum hai yaha, Hamare hota hua koi apko kuch nhi kar sakta," Devyansh confessed, his voice thick with emotion. "Aapke bina, Ananya, hum adhoora hai."
With that, he captured her lips again, pouring all his love and longing into the kiss. Ananya's heart soared, and she kissed him back with all the affection she felt for him. In that moment, she knew that no matter what challenges they might face, their love would always be strong enough to overcome them.
When they finally pulled apart, both were breathing heavily. Devyansh rested his forehead against hers, his eyes closed, savoring the closeness. "Tumhare saath har pal special lagta hai," he said softly.
"Same here, Dev," Ananya replied, her voice filled with emotion. "Main tumse bahut pyaar karti hoon."
"I love you too, Ananya," he said, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "Aur hum hamesha apka saath denge."
As the movie ended and the credits rolled, they remained seated, lost in their own world. The theater began to empty, but they stayed, holding each other close, basking in the afterglow of their shared moment.
Devyansh eventually stood up, offering his hand to Ananya. "Chalein?" he asked, his eyes still reflecting the passion of their kiss.
"Haan," Ananya replied, taking his hand. They walked out of the theater, their fingers intertwined, both knowing that their bond had grown even stronger that night.
After the intense kissing scene in the theater, Devyansh and Ananya left the cinema, feeling a deep connection that words couldn't fully capture. The drive back to Ananya's house was quiet but comfortable, with a charged atmosphere filled with unspoken emotions.
As they pulled up to her house, Devyansh turned off the car engine but didn't immediately open the door. Instead, he turned to Ananya, a playful smile on his lips. "Kal Apne hamare gaal par kiss kiya tha. Aaj Humai lips par kiss chahiye," he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
Ananya blushed deeply, her heart racing. "Dev, ap kitne shaitaan hote ja rha hai, abhi to thodi der pehle hi kiya apni or ab fir, " she said, looking down at her hands.
"Shaitaan hoon toh kya hua? Tumhara shaitaan hoon, or bat rahi pahela ki to hum apko kitni bhi bar kiss kr lai humara maan nhi bharta apsai" he replied, his voice soft and teasing.
Gathering her courage, Ananya leaned in and kissed him on the lips. It was a sweet, tender kiss, filled with the love she felt for him. As she was about to pull away, Devyansh's hand tangled in her hair, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss. His lips moved against hers with a passion that made her knees weak.
"Ananya," he whispered against her lips, "Apkai bina mera din adhoora lagta hai."
Her heart swelled with emotion. "Humara bhi, Dev. Apkai saath sab kuch perfect lagta hai," she replied, her voice filled with love.
Devyansh's eyes softened as he held her close. "Bas kuch din aur, phir humesha ke liye ap hamari ho jai gi."
"Main intzaar nahi kar sakti," Ananya replied, her voice trembling with emotion.
Devyansh brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his thumb gently caressing her cheek. "Tum mere liye sab kuch ho, Ananya. Tumhare bina main kuch bhi nahi hoon."
She smiled, her eyes shining with tears of happiness. "Aur ap humare liye, Dev. Apkai saath har pal special lagta hai."
With a final, tender kiss, they said their goodbyes. Devyansh watched as she entered her house, a sense of contentment washing over him. He knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, their love would see them through.
As Ananya closed the door behind her, she leaned against it, a blissful smile on her face. Her mother appeared in the hallway, her eyes curious. "Kaise tha tumhara din, beta?" she asked.
"Bahut accha, Maa," Ananya replied, her voice dreamy. "Dev ke saath sab kuch perfect lagta hai."
Her mother smiled, understanding the depth of her daughter's feelings. "Woh tumhe bahut pyaar karta hai, Ananya. hum Tum dono ke liye khush hai."
"Haan, Maa. Main bhi bahut khush hoon," Ananya said, hugging her mother tightly.
Meanwhile, Devyansh drove back home, his mind filled with thoughts of Ananya. He couldn't help but smile as he replayed the evening's events in his head. The way she looked, the feel of her lips on his, and the love in her eyes - everything was perfect.
That night, as he lay in bed, Devyansh couldn't wait for the day they would be married. He knew that their journey together would be filled with love, passion, and happiness. With thoughts of Ananya filling his mind, he drifted off to sleep, dreaming of their future together.