~ Quora

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“It’s okay if you don’t study,” her boyfriend Sanskar told her as he rested his head on her shoulder. “You’re smart enough to pass the test without it. Why don’t we go do something instead?”

Swara rolled her eyes.

“You know that this is worth 10% of my mark right?”

“So?” the dark haired boy asked, looking up at her with his big brown eyes. “I’m worth more than 10% of your life.”

She opened her mouth to reply before closing it again and shaking her head.

“Just let me finish this review sheet. Go watch TV or something. Please.”

“Why?” Sanskar whined, keeping his head against her shoulder and pouting. She turned away quickly, knowing what that pout did to her.

“I’m very busy right now and you’re distracting me.” 

“Is that so?” Sanskar asked, bringing his mouth close to her ear and causing her to shiver involuntarily at his warm breath against her neck. She could practically feel his smirk as he began running his fingers up and down her hip and thigh, her breath hitching slightly before her annoyance returned.

“Dammit Sanskar!” She all but yelled as she spun around in her chair to look at him directly. “Do you know how hard I’m trying not to kiss you right now?”

“Then why don’t you?” He asked, a devilish glint in his eye as he placed both hands on either arm of the chair and leaned in close. 

“Because I have other things to do!” She growled, trying not to show how quickly her willpower was fading. She twisted back around in her seat trying to ignore the stupidly attractive boy who was all but breathing down her neck as she continued onto the next question.

“In what year did Napoleon….” She began to read aloud but were cut off quickly by the feeling of lips on her cheek. “Sanskar!”

She moved to turn around again but not before he captured her lips with his, causing her to forget everything she was about to say. All she could do was grip onto the front of his shirt tightly as he kissed her deeply and solidly and so very Sanskar-like.

When she finally pulled away she was at a loss for words, still as affected by this boy as she had been before she was dating.

“Isn’t that more fun than reading about Napoleon?” Sanskar asked innocently, pulling her out of her trance.

“You-” She cut herself off with her own laugh, attempting to hit him lightly on the chest. He caught her arm and pulled her to meet him in another heated kiss, all her anger long forgotten.

Oh well, she thought, as she somehow ended up on the couch with mused hair and swollen lips, her homework untouched. It had been about time for a study break anyway.

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Dedicated to - sanskari_sansku

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