It starts innocently enough—a movie night at Baji's place with blankets, snacks, and the comfort of his familiar presence. But as the night wears on, the closeness between you becomes electric, charged with the tension that has been simmering for weeks.

When your fingers accidentally brush against his, the casual touch lingers just a moment too long. Baji looks at you, eyes dark and intense, and without a word, he leans in, capturing your lips in a searing kiss. His hands are all over you, possessive and hungry, as if he’s been holding back for far too long.

“I’ve been wanting this… you, for so damn long,” he growls against your lips, his voice low and filled with raw desire. The movie is long forgotten as he pulls you onto his lap.