Morning Light on Love's Canvas

Than, feeling awkward, turned around and said, "Ahhh...sorry. But I had no idea you were doing this here. Umm, I think I should leave now."Nil, also feeling awkward, hurriedly explained, "Thannn, there's nothing that you're thinking. Actually, there was something on my lips, and he was just helping me clean it. And then why don't you join us...""In fact, I came here to ask about your food," Than interjected."Ooo...so sweet of you, Than. Now please come and have dinner with us," Nil insisted, trying to diffuse the tension.Witnessing this interaction, Stranger couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy. As Nil persistently invited Than for dinner, Stranger found himself unable to refuse. Than, somewhat relieved, commented, "Umm, it smells so good. What's that?"Nil explained, "Actually, it's called 'Khichdi,' but you can think of it as 'Indian risotto.'"Turning to Than, Stranger spoke with an annoyed polite tone, "Than...""Yes, Sirrr," Than responded."Don't you think, before entering anyone's personal space, you should knock on the door first?" Stranger questioned.Still quiet, Than absorbed the comment. Nil intervened, saying, "Strangerrr, he is already under pressure seeing us like that. Don't put him through more."As everyone finished their meal, Than brought up the topic of leaving."Now..." Than began."Off you go now," Stranger concluded, urging him to depart.Observing this, Nil looked at Stranger with big eyes and tried to persuade Than to stay longer. However, given the tense atmosphere, Than chose to leave. Once Than left, Stranger confronted Nil."Why did you leave the door open, and why are you talking to him so nicely?" Stranger questioned with a hard tone.Nil, with a calm demeanor, responded, "You're just being possessive, but I like it. Than is a good guy; he dropped me off and helped me find this beautiful flat."Changing the subject, Stranger asked, "By the way, why are we talking about him?"Nil playfully teased, "At least now you got the point."Suddenly, without warning, Stranger scooped Nil up in his arms and carried him into the room. Nil closed his eyes.Laying him gently on the bed, Stranger closed the door with a deliberate softness. As Nil moved to switch off the light, Stranger tenderly intercepted his hands, kissing them to convey his unspoken desire for the room to remain illuminated. Nil, with a playful protest, uttered, "But...Strangerrr..."Suddenly, as if overcome by an irresistible impulse, Stranger swept Nil off his feet, carrying him effortlessly into the room. Nil's eyes remained fixed on him, a silent yet eloquent testament to their connection. Setting Nil gently on the bed, he closed the door behind them, shutting out the world beyond.Just as Nil reached for the light switch, Stranger's hand intercepted theirs, stopping them in their tracks. With a tender kiss upon their hand, he wordlessly conveyed his desire to keep the room bathed in the soft glow of intimacy. As Nil hesitated, a protest forming on their lips, Stranger silenced them with a gentle finger, his voice a velvet caress as he murmured, ''You still talk too much..."Their lips met in a tender collision, a fusion of longing and desire that seemed to ignite the very air around them. At that moment, Nil's resistance melted away, yielding to the magnetic pull of Stranger's embrace. Pushing Stranger gently onto the bed, Nil straddled them, their fingers deftly undoing the buttons of Stranger's shirt with practiced ease......................Mphhhhh..ahhh.............................Uffff......................fuuuu.........hmmmmmuun...................h..After the culmination of their intimacy, Stranger and Nil lay intertwined on the bed, their bodies bare, a testament to the vulnerability shared in those sacred moments. Breaking the silence, Stranger spoke to Nil."Nillll..." The sound of Stranger's voice was a soft hum, resonating in the aftermath."Hummm..." Nil responded, his eyes meeting Stranger's."I've held you in my arms, ummm, three, no, four times. Each time, my hands met with great pain," Stranger admitted.Nil, gazing at him with curiosity, questioned, "Did you mean... I am fat?"Stranger, looking into Nil's eyes, responded with a playful smile, "You can take it that way."Playfully hitting Stranger's chest, Nil retorted, "Okay, fine. I never asked you to carry me in your arms, you know."Stranger, taking hold of Nil's hand, gently pulled him closer to his chest, his eyes locking with Nil's. In a sincere declaration, "I can always hold you in my arms..."Nil, moved by his words, smiled in response. Stranger once again immersed himself in the warmth of Nil's neck and chest."Strangerr, ahhh..." Nil's gentle protest was met with a passionate continuation.As the morning light began to filter through the room, Stranger peacefully slept, wrapped in the aftermath of shared intimacy. Nil, an early riser, moved quietly about the room, preparing an omelet with fried bread and juice for him. Satisfied with his efforts, Nil approached Stranger, ready to wake him up and usher in a new day filled with shared love.