RAYA Fan Fiction OS : I Missed You So Much Part 2

Ram pulled away to gaze at her. He leaned in, kissing her lips tenderly, causing her heart to race against her chest. Gently, he enveloped her in his arms, planting soft kisses on the side of her neck, relishing the sensation of his touch and presence. As she inhaled his scent, a solitary teardrop escaped her watery eyes, falling onto his hand, the wetness grazing his skin.

Turning in his arms, she collided into his chest, and Ram, overwhelmed, sobbed while she clung tightly to his neck. "Shhh," he whispered softly, wiping away her tears. "Don't cry, baby; I'm here now." She hiccupped and sniffled, and he pulled back slightly, his eyes filled with love.

With so much affection in her dampened eyes, she smiled as he kissed her lips, holding the sides of her face. "I missed you so much. Baby, are you going to talk to me now?" she questioned, burying her head in his chest. "How could you leave me alone without even calling me?" Pouting and sulking, she gently hit his chest, prompting him to grab her hand.

"Shhh, I'm sorry. I'm here now. Ram said

Promise me you'll never leave me again," she pleaded. "Promise me that every night, for the rest of our lives, we'll take turns sleeping in each other's arms. And if you ever plan on leaving me, promise me you'll kill me first, sparing me a thousand deaths each day without you."

Without any resistance, Ram pulled her into his arms, hugging her possessively. "I love you, Priya. I love you so much," he declared, cradling the back of her head as she nestled her cheeks into his chest.

As Ram gently gripped her shoulders, he broke the passionate seal of their bodies. She looked up at him with teary eyes, a silent exchange of emotions passing between them.

"No more tears, Priya. I'm right here with you," Ram murmured softly against her lips, pressing another gentle kiss on them. He whispered, "I missed you so much," and then, with sincerity in his voice, added, "I love you, Priya."

Priya, overwhelmed with emotion, hugged him tightly and reciprocated, "I love you too. Promise me you won't leave me like that again."

Ram held her even tighter, reassuring her, "I promise you, baby." He cradled her in his arms, creating a cocoon of safety. Priya, still feeling the remnants of silent tears on her cheeks, didn't care as long as she was wrapped in his comforting embrace.

As they held each other, Ram gazed into her eyes, his brown eyes expressing unspoken questions. No words were needed; their connection ran deeper. The tears had dried, but Priya's grip on his shirt remained firm. loosened. Still nestled close to him, her ear resting above his steady heartbeat, finding solace in the rhythmic assurance.

He then returned to kissing her, the love of his life. Their clothes effortlessly disappeared amid a symphony of kisses, cuddles, caresses, and sheer love. They made love.

Ram awoke first to discover a sleeping beauty in his arms. She slumbered peacefully, her head nestled on his chest, her lips and face nuzzled against his neck. One of her hands lay securely on his chest, while the other rested on his head as if she had drifted off while tousling his hair. His arms enveloped her; one cradled her shoulders, and the other wrapped around her waist from the front.

She stirred, yawning as she woke.

"Good morning, Ram," Priya smiled and greeted.

"Hey, morning, beautiful," he replied, smiling.

Priya blushed. "Ram, it's the first thing in the morning. Come on, I don't look beautiful," she laughed lightly.

Ram kissed her with hunger. "Oh god, Priya looks gorgeous. So very beautiful," Ram expressed between their passionate kisses.

Priya giggled. "I love you."

"I love you more."

Ram tightened his embrace, feeling Priya stir. "Hey, it's okay. You're safe," he whispered, his warm breath brushing against her ear. Priya's eyes met his, and the worry in them began to fade as she registered the familiar warmth of his arms around her.

"You're with me," Ram reassured her, smiling tenderly. "Just a bad dream, love. I've got you." He gently stroked her hair, a soothing gesture that seemed to calm the remnants of her panic.

Priya took a deep breath, letting the reality of the moment sink in. The room was dimly lit, and she could see the soft contours of Ram's face. "I forgot I wasn't alone," she admitted, a sheepish smile playing on her lips.

Ram chuckled, a sound that held both amusement and affection. "No need to worry. I'm right here." He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, a silent promise of protection and comfort.

As Priya nestled back into his arms, Ram continued to hold her close. The quiet of the room enveloped them, broken only by the steady rhythm of their breaths. In that peaceful moment, Ram couldn't help but marvel at the serendipity that had brought them together.

"I'm never letting you go," he whispered, more to himself than to Priya. She looked up at him, her eyes reflecting trust and love. Ram smiled, grateful for the warmth of the connection they shared, and they both drifted back into the tranquility of the night.

In a hushed tone, he tenderly comforted her from behind, "Shhh, it's alright. I'm here." Turning around, she smiled upon seeing his face and gently kissed his forehead. As she faced forward again, he pressed his lips against her neck with a heightened passion, nuzzling and occasionally glancing at her expressions.

Priya closed her eyes, leaning back as Ram couldn't help but moan, overcome by the sensation. "I love you," she breathed out roughly.

"Priya, are you okay?" he inquired, withdrawing his lips from her neck. As soon as the intimacy ceased, she sat upright with open eyes.

"I'm fine." She blushed.

Ram smiled, his expression shifting. "I know, my love. Sorry if it hurt."

"No, I loved it," she sighed, appreciating that he had stopped.

"You want a massage?" Ram suggested with a smile.

"I would love a massage," Priya replied with a contented smile.

Ram tenderly placed his hands on the back of Priya's neck, gently rubbing it. Goosebumps appeared on her skin, and he sensed her shiver at his touch. A warm smile spread across Ram's face as Priya leaned her head back. She realized she had goosebumps from the simple sensation of his hands, prompting a content sigh and the closing of her eyes. At that moment, everything felt perfect.

As they shared laughter, Priya couldn't help but tease Ram affectionately, "Aww, Ram, you must have been so cute when you were little." She giggled at the thought.

Ram, caught off guard, blushed at the playful comment. "Aw, Priya, you look so cute when you're blushing," she teased, causing even more laughter between the two.

Ram and Priya's laughter subsided as he leaned in, capturing her lips in a sweet kiss. However, instead of quelling her giggles, the kiss only fueled Priya's infectious laughter, prompting Ram to join in the joyful exchange.

Their playful interaction escalated, and amidst their shared amusement, they tumbled out of bed, landing on the floor with Ram unintentionally on top of Priya.

"Oh, Ram, you're such a naughty one," Priya exclaimed between laughter, her eyes sparkling.

Ram, still caught up in the moment, took a strand of Priya's hair and playfully draped it across her face. Looking deeply into her eyes, he confessed, "I love you, Priya. I really do. You're like my soulmate. If you ever left me, baby, I wouldn't know what to do. My life would be over; there'd be no use in living without you. I cherish every moment with you, especially when you're in my arms. I love everything about you."

They gazed into each other's eyes, love and passion swirling within, mingling with kindness, happiness, security, desire, and mutual awe. The surreal reality of their connection left them in disbelief; they were deeply enamored, their hearts intertwined.

A solitary tear trickled down Priya's cheek, a testament to the overwhelming emotions coursing through her. Ram, sensing her vulnerability, drew near, planting a gentle kiss on her tear-stained cheek and tenderly wiping away the residual dampness. Priya, responding to his comforting touch, turned towards him, seeking solace in the warmth of their shared space.

No words were necessary between them; their eyes and the embrace spoke volumes. They communicated on a level beyond spoken language, understanding each other's feelings and desires with an unspoken intimacy.

As Priya prepared to disentangle herself and rise, Ram seized her hand, a silent plea in his eyes.

"Ram, I need to go," Priya murmured, attempting to free herself from his grasp.

Without letting go, Ram pulled her back into a tight hug, refusing to release her. Priya, feeling torn, tried to break away, her voice a whisper.

"Yes, baby," Ram responded, his grip tightening. "But do you have to go somewhere?" he groaned, reluctance evident in his tone.

"No, let me go; I need to take a shower," Priya pleaded, attempting to break free.

"Stay, Priya. Why do you want to leave? Don't you love me?" Ram questioned, holding her firmly.

"I do, but we have to get up," Priya insisted, finding it difficult to escape Ram's grasp.

"Please, Ram," she pleaded.

However, Ram was in no mood to let her go. He relished teasing Priya and holding onto her as she struggled.

Ram approached her ear and whispered, "I love you, darling. I seriously love you. Please don't leave me for a second."

Priya turned towards Ram, planted a kiss on his cheek, and moved closer to his lips. "I won't leave you anywhere," she assured him, sealing her promise with a kiss.

Their passion intensified, and Ram lifted her, placing her gently on the bed. Nuzzling her face and neck, Ram heightened the intensity of their connection.

As they reached the peak of passion, Ram made Priya his own once again. Afterward, they lay side by side, and Priya turned to rest on Ram's chest.

She moved closer to him, her hands resting on his chest, gazing at him with affectionate eyes. Ram reveled in the moment, losing himself in the depth of her gaze as she ran her hands over him. His grip tightened, captivated by the intensity of the connection.

Suddenly, Priya sensed the effect she was having on him. In an impish move, she pushed him away and swiftly darted off the bed. Ram, attempting to catch her, found himself a step behind. Priya, teasingly giggling, made her way to the shower.

Ram lay on the bed, still, a content smile playing on his lips. Moments later, his thoughts gravitated back to Priya, prompting him to head towards the bathroom. As he approached, he noticed the door ajar and a mischievous grin crossed his face. The sound of the running shower masked his approach as he discreetly shed his clothes. Silently, he opened the shower curtains, intending to surprise Priya.

However, his anticipation turned into admiration as he caught sight of Priya standing under the shower. Mesmerized, Ram couldn't peel his eyes away; she looked absolutely stunning.

"What are you doing?" Ram asked, breaking the spell.

Surprised, Priya responded, "Ah, Ram, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to help you, baby," Ram replied, a playful glint in his eyes.

Ram removed his clothes, stepped into the tub, and pulled Priya close, seating her in front of him. As she resumed singing, Ram began to nuzzle her wet shoulder, but Priya halted him and pushed him back.

They exchanged raised eyebrows, and Ram, shaking his head, reached for the shower gel behind Priya. She responded with a cheesy smile, relieved that he didn't press her further. Ram proceeded to wash his chest with the shower gel, while Priya lathered her hair with shampoo.

With Priya's back turned Ram's gaze wandered over the contours of her body. He observed the soap cascading down her form, a faint blush appearing on his cheeks. When Priya turned around to grab the gel, she noticed Ram's red-faced embarrassment, prompting a smirk from her.

"Like what you see?" Priya teased, causing Ram's cheeks to flush an even brighter shade of red.

He grinned, gazing into her eyes with a hint of shyness. "I do have a beautiful wife," he admitted.

"And I have a handsome husband," Priya smirked, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Ram guided her beneath the shower, leaning in for a long, passionate kiss. Nibbling on her bottom lip, he elicited a soft moan from Priya. Pulling away, he caught sight of her smitten expression and showered her face with three quick kisses, his hands tracing the curves of her body.

"Ram, leave me," Priya pouted.

"Why?" he inquired.

"Please, Ram, just let me go."

"Do you have to go?" he groaned.

"Yes."

"Where to?"

"I want to make lunch for my husband."

"But I'm not hungry."

"I am hungry," Priya insisted.

"Okay, so you're hungry," Ram said, approaching her and attempting to steal a kiss.

"Not for this, Ram," she protested. "Hungry for food."

"But I just wanted to have fun with my wife," he pouted, attempting to pull her closer.

Priya relished the refreshing cascade of the shower, reveling in the sensation as she playfully nudged Ram aside, generously applying soap to her body. He stood there, entranced, watching as water droplets created a shimmering spectacle on her skin. With a mischievous grin, she swiftly wrapped a towel around herself, attempting a hasty exit towards the door.

Ram, however, wasn't ready to surrender just yet. He pleaded with a touch of desperation, "Please, my arms ache, and there's soap invading my eyes. I need help with my hair."

Rolling her eyes, Priya retorted dismissively, "That's your problem, not mine."

"Plz help me, baby," he implored, resorting to the classic puppy-dog look.

Being a bit of a shower hog was a truth Priya rarely acknowledged. It explained why Ram seldom joined her in the shower. He typically had to bide his time until she concluded her aquatic indulgence. Currently, he stood shivering in the corner, rubbing his arms for warmth. Despite his pleading expression, Priya paid him no mind. Her shower was too precious to relinquish so easily.

Abruptly, a mischievous idea danced across Priya's thoughts.

"Okay, I'll help you. Close your eyes," she said.

A hopeful smile crossed Ram's face as he obediently closed his eyes.

Priya moved closer, grabbed a basket of water, and, with a mischievous grin, threw it over his head. Before he could react, she bolted out of the bathroom.

As the cold water drenched him, Ram shouted, "Priyaaa, come back! I'm not leaving you!"

Laughter echoed through the bathroom as Priya reveled in her playful revenge. She looked divine, a vision of beauty in a pristine white, sequined-embroidered saree with light makeup. After freshening up, Ram came downstairs.

Ram spotted his wife in the kitchen and decided to join her. Suddenly, she felt his hands firmly gripping her waist from behind. With a slight push, he pulled her close to him. She found herself still standing, but now leaning against him. Her heartbeat raced as she lost her composure in many ways, all thanks to his unexpected action and his captivating presence.

"Need some help," he smiled, looking at her.

Priya looked at him. "No, my dear husband, I'll do it myself."

Without uttering a word, he approached her and stood behind her. Sensing a pair of hands encircling her bare waist, she instinctively knew it was Ram. Turning around, she locked eyes with her love, who began to massage her shoulders. He stood so close that she could feel his presence enveloping her.

In a husky voice, Ram playfully remarked, "What, darling?"

Politely, she replied, "Ram, please let me focus on my work," and gently pushed him back.

Smirking, he retorted, "So, who's stopping you?" His hands moved down to her waist, firmly holding her, and he started nuzzling her. She couldn't help but let out a moan as she felt his arousal against her back.

"Please, Ram, I can't concentrate," she pleaded.

Looking into her eyes, he winked and softly kissed her lips. Then, he mischievously turned off the gas.

Confused, she questioned, "What are you doing, Ram?"

"Romance," Ram replied with a grin.

He gently turned her toward him, cradling her face in his palms as he bent down to kiss her lips. The connection was immediate, and she responded eagerly as they lost themselves in a passionate kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, savoring the sweetness that seemed to match her name, Priya. She clutched his shirt tightly as his hand moved to the small of her back, deepening the kiss. Eventually, they reluctantly pulled away, both needing a moment to catch their breath.

Taking her hand, he led her upstairs, their desire intensifying. He kissed her with fervor, and Priya reciprocated, expressing how much she had missed him.

"I missed you, Ram, and I love you so much," she confessed.

Breaking the kiss, he trailed his lips to her neck, and his hands skillfully removed the pallu from her shoulders. She blushed, feeling a bit shy, but soon she took charge, matching his passion. Clothes were shed as they explored each other's bodies, tasting the sweetness of their love.

Amidst their intimate moments, Priya couldn't help but express her emotions. "Ram, please don't leave me like that."

Tears of happiness welled up in her eyes, and Ram lovingly wiped them away. Cupping her face in his hands, he reassured her, "Darling, you have no idea how much I missed you. If I have to go somewhere, we'll go together. I love you so much, and I can't live without you."

"Really, then why did you leave me alone here and go, Ram?" Priya asked.

"Because I have to cook for my handsome husband, as Priya suggested," Ram apologized. 

"I am sorry, baby," Ram said.

"If you leave me again, I will do anything wrong. Kill me once so that I don't have to die a thousand deaths each day without you," Priya said.

"Priya..." Tears rolled down Ram's eyes. He hugged her and cried like a child. "I'm sorry, Priya. I can't live without you. I missed you so much," Ram confessed.

Priya hugged him back, and tears welled up in her eyes too. Ram placed a kiss on her forehead.

"I'm sorry, Priya. Can you feel my heartbeat just once? Look into my eyes, sweetheart, and tell me, Do you think I didn't miss you?" Ram pleaded.

Priya, while looking into his dark chocolate brown eyes, replied, "You missed me. You missed me more than anything in the world, I know, Ram."

She nestled her face into his chest, finding solace in the warmth of his embrace. He enveloped her in a bear hug as if determined never to release her. Unable to resist the surge of affection, Priya reached up and planted a gentle kiss on Ram's cheek.

Ram, captivated by the moment, cupped her face in his hands and declared, "I love you, baby."

A soft smile played on Priya's lips as she responded, "I love you too, Ram."

Ram, overcome with emotion, traced his fingers down her cheek and passionately sealed their connection with a lingering kiss. His thumb delicately caressed her jaw as the intensity of the kiss deepened. Priya, surrendering to the moment, wrapped her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his hair and inadvertently pulling him closer. Lost in each other, they became one, a sweet escape from the world around them.

Breaking the kiss, Ram moved his lips up her jaw, lingering by her ear. In a low, husky voice, he whispered, "I missed you so much, Priya."

"I missed you too, Ram," she confessed, their shared longing echoing in the quiet intimacy of the moment.

He enfolds her in his embrace as they make their way to their bed, wasting no time. She reclines on her back as he gently lowers himself, placing tender kisses on her face, neck, and collarbone. Her fingers tightly entwined around the back of his neck as he nuzzled her soft skin, delicately tracing the curves with his hands.

Her arms envelop him, drawing him closer, and he partially covers her figure. A soft moan escapes her lips as he bends down, locking his lips against hers. She digs her nails deep into his back as they surrender to their desires. Finally, their two souls converge in a heavenly and gratifying union of two bodies. They exchange passionate kisses, and his arm encircles her waist, pulling her even closer.

After fulfilling their desires, they share a moment of bliss, and their souls become one. As they kiss each other, his arm wraps around her waist, bringing her closer before he drifts into a peaceful slumber. She smiles, listening to his snoring, and buries her face into his chest.

"I love you, Ram."

Ram held Priya close, asking, "Do you want me to show you how much I love you once again?" Priya shot him a strict glance, stating firmly, "Today, it's enough. Not again."

Undeterred, Ram professed his love, saying, "I love you so much. I know you love me, Priya."

As Priya stirred in her sleep, Ram tightened his grip around her, patiently waiting for her to wake up in his arms. Slowly, she turned her face upwards and opened her eyes. Ram planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, and she closed her eyes, savoring the soft touch of his lips. She kept her eyes closed for a couple of minutes, and Ram couldn't help but smile at her innocence.

Whispering, he said, "I love you, Priya." She smiled in response, biting her lower lip lightly. Unable to resist, Ram locked her lips in a passionate kiss, pulling her even closer. Priya's hands wrapped around his neck as they embraced, deepening the moment. The kiss transported them both, lost in the intensity of their love.

After a while, Ram moved to her side, taking her in his arms and covering her. They slowly drifted off into a deep slumber, wrapped in the warmth of their love.