Dilusha with Aarav romantic chat 🥵🫣😍

Dilusha with Aarav romantic chat

Aarav:
Hey you 😏
Been thinking about you all day.

Dilusha:
Oh really? What were you thinking about? 👀

Aarav:
How soft your voice sounds when you whisper my name…
And how much I want to hold you close right now.

Dilusha:
Mmm… you always know what to say 😍
You have no idea how much I’ve been craving your touch.

Aarav:
Tell me. What part of me do you miss the most? 😈
I wanna hear it from those gorgeous lips.

Dilusha:
Your hands… the way they explore me, gently at first… then slowly drive me crazy.
And your lips… you kiss like you own me. I love that.

Aarav:
God, Rhea. You’re making it hard to behave.
If I were with you right now, I’d start with your neck…
soft kisses, slow bites, feeling your breath catch every time I get closer to your lips.

Dilusha:
That gave me chills.
I’d wrap my arms around your neck and pull you even closer…
Feel your heartbeat sync with mine.

Aarav:
And then I’d run my fingers down your back,
pull you against me…
Our bodies melting into each other.

Dilusha:
You always make me feel like I’m the only girl in the world.
It drives me wild.

Aarav:
You are the only one for me.
And when I finally see you…
I’m not stopping at just a kiss. I want the whole night. You. Me. No holding back.

Dilusha:
I want that too…
To feel you with every inch of my skin.
No distractions. Just us. Passion. Heat. Love.

Aarav:
We’ll light the night on fire, baby.
And when the sun rises, I’ll still be tangled in your arms,
kissing you like it’s the first time.

Rhea:
Promise me that night’s coming soon…
Because I don’t know how much longer I can wait without going crazy for you.

Aarav:
I promise.
And when it comes, it’ll be worth every second we waited.
You. Me. One bed. Endless love.

Rhea:
Now I’m lying here, wishing you were next to me…
Kissing me goodnight, whispering how much you want me.

Aarav:
Close your eyes, baby.
Pretend I’m right there, wrapping you in my arms…
And imagine my lips saying exactly what you want to hear—soft and slow.

Dilusha:
You’re making it impossible to sleep now 😅
But I love you for it.

Aarav:
Good. Let me be the reason you stay up all night.
In your dreams… and in your thoughts 😘

The first light of dawn crept through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold. The rain had stopped sometime before sunrise, leaving the world outside fresh and still. Inside, Dilusha stirred slowly, half-awake, wrapped in the cozy warmth of the blanket.

She felt Aarav’s arm loosely draped over her waist, his steady breathing brushing against her hair. The world was silent except for that rhythm — steady, safe, familiar.

She smiled faintly and turned slightly to face him. His eyes were still closed, his expression relaxed, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

She whispered softly, “You’re pretending to sleep, aren’t you?”

One of his eyes opened just enough to meet hers. “Maybe I just didn’t want to miss this view,” he murmured, voice low and warm.

She laughed quietly, swatting his arm. “You never change.”

“Would you really want me to?” he teased, tightening his arm around her.

“Maybe a little less dramatic in the mornings.”

He chuckled, leaning closer until his forehead rested against hers. “But this is my favorite part of the day — when I wake up and you’re still here.”

She looked into his eyes — the same eyes that had once made her heart race, now filled with comfort and love. The spark was still there, only gentler now, like embers glowing softly instead of a wild flame.

“You know,” she whispered, “sometimes I forget how it felt when we first fell in love.”

He brushed a strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering a second longer than necessary. “Then let me remind you every day.”

She smiled, feeling that familiar flutter in her chest. “You still know how to make everything sound like a promise.”

“Because it is.”

For a few moments, they stayed quiet — the kind of silence that feels full, not empty. Outside, birds began to chirp softly, the morning air filled with freshness. Aarav shifted slightly, propping himself on one elbow to look down at her.

“What?” she asked, blushing slightly under his gaze.

“Just trying to figure out how I got so lucky,” he said, his tone half-serious, half-playful.

“You probably bribed fate,” she said, laughing.

He leaned closer, his voice softer. “No. I just loved you enough to deserve this.”

Her eyes softened. The warmth of the moment settled around them like sunlight. His fingers traced lazy patterns along her arm — not to seduce, but to feel, to connect. The touch was familiar, comforting, full of unspoken emotion.

“Stay like this a little longer,” she whispered.

“Forever sounds better,” he replied.

They lay together as the light grew brighter, talking about everything and nothing — breakfast, weekend plans, and memories of their first monsoon together. Each smile, each glance carried the same quiet electricity that had drawn them together years ago.

As Dilusha got up to make coffee, Aarav caught her hand gently. “Wait,” he said, pulling her back into his arms.

“What now?” she asked, laughing.

“Just one more hug before the world starts asking for us again.”

She melted into his embrace, resting her head against his chest, listening to the steady heartbeat that felt like home. “You and your hugs,” she murmured.

“They fix everything,” he said simply.

And for a moment, it truly felt that way — like love could make mornings softer, life gentler, and every day worth falling in love all over again.