It had been days since the tension between Reyansh and I had reached its peak. Days since I had felt the slow, insistent build of need, the desire for him clawing at me, demanding release. And yet, no matter how much I wanted to push, no matter how desperate I felt, there was always something in the back of my mind, a small voice telling me to hold back. To not give in entirely. But Reyansh had never been one to let me hold back.

He saw through me—every hesitation, every doubt, every moment of resistance. He knew how to push me, how to break through the walls I’d carefully constructed. And tonight, I felt it in the air—the promise of something deeper, something that would unravel me completely.