[MEMBERSONLY] [NOCOPY]
Part 2
A short while later, Virat stood leaning against the kitchen island, watching Sai put away the utensils.
Unable to help himself, he walked up to her and hugged her from behind. Leaning back against him, she stretched her hand back to stroke his cheek, "Ho gaya. Chalein?"
Pulling her behind him, Virat strode towards the stairs, "Finally! Chalo…”
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Walking into their room, Virat made a beeline for the bed, pulling Sai with him, ready to collapse.
Laughing at how eager he was to sleep, Sai pulled back, “Arre re! Mujhe washroom jaana hai! Kahan kheenche jaa rahe ho?”
Looking back at her, his expression sheepish, Virat replied, “Oh! Fir jaldi ho aao.”
Walking up and standing in front of him, Sai gently combed back his hair, “Aap let jaayiye, aur so jaayiye! Aati hu main.”
Sitting down on the bed and looking up at her, his expression of smiling through his exhaustion pulling at her heartstrings, he said, “Tumhe pata hai na, jab tak tum nahi aati, mai so nahi paaunga dhang se….”
Nodding once, caressing his cheek softly, Sai turned and went to the washroom.
Lying down, groaning as he stretched his aching muscles, Virat remembered to send a text to his Aai that Sai was sleeping just now and that she would come down only in time to go to college, and not at her usual 5am.
Getting out less than five minutes later, she stood at the foot of the bed and smiled, seeing how her Virat Sir was fast asleep, flopped on his stomach, holding her pillow in a tight embrace.
Shaking her head at how he was mirroring her sleeping pose when he wasn’t with her, Sai got into bed and switched off the lights before lying down, taking care to not disturb him, while she knew deep inside how futile it was.
Sure enough, she had barely pulled up the blanket when his hand reached for her, and all but dragged her towards him, still in sound sleep. Not changing position, Virat pulled his wife tightly to his side, and with a great big sigh buried his face into the side of her neck, his arm tight around her waist.
Turning her head to drop a soft kiss on his forehead, smiling at how he would always sense her even when in deep sleep and pull her close, Sai too slept.
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Her alarm ringing at 5am, Sai sighed and stretched out a hand to stop it, feeling as if she had hardly slept five minutes back.
Looking to her side to see Virat asleep, literally dead to the world in the same position that they had both slept in, him on his stomach, face buried against her neck, arm around her waist, she wondered how to get up without waking him.
Knowing that she would fall back into sleep if she dallied, Sai slowly took his arm, only to find him tightening his hold.
“So jaao, maine Aai ko kaha hai ki tum college ke time pe hi neeche jaaogi.”
“Nahi, Virat Sir, Aai akeli kaise…”
Turning over and pulling her with him, making her lie down tucked next to him, her head on his shoulder, Virat dropped a sleepy kiss on the top of her head, “Tum teen baje soyi thi, Sai. Koi behes nahi, so jaao. Mai jaga dunga tumhe baad me.”
Knowing from long experience that there would be no more negotiations, Sai sighed, secretly glad to get some more sleep and pulling the blanket over both of them, slept, warm in her husband's embrace.
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A couple of hours later, Sai stretched awake, the morning sunlight dappling over her face.
Feeling rested, warm and happy, hearing the steady thump of her Virat Sir’s heartbeat against her cheek, she turned her face to nuzzle him once, and tilted her head up, to see him gazing at her, one arm behind his head, a soft smile on his face.
Lifting his other arm from around her, he brushed her hair gently and gathered her close for a soft good morning kiss, just a soft lingering touch of their lips.
Smiling back wordlessly as he pulled away, a wave of love washing over her, Sai scrambled up and as she was wont to do sometimes, stretched out full length on top of him, making him laugh in delight, and wrap both his arms around her.
Lying on him, her arms folded over his chest and her chin resting on them, Sai stared deep into his eyes, her mischievous smile fading slowly, getting replaced by something more intense.
Watching his eyes darken and pupils dilate as his breath too quickened matching hers, Sai leaned in for a deeper kiss, before she too pulled back and started peppering soft kisses all over the face dearer to her than anything else in the world.
Tilting his head back to give her better access as she moved on to his neck, gently biting and kissing away the sting,
Virat shuddered as his wife, usually demure and shy in bed, but never unenthusiastic, started grinding against him, already seeking out a release.
Letting her have her way with him for a little while, her body taught with tension, Virat finally flipped her over, and looking up once to see if she was ready, and seeing her unspoken plea, took over.
Pulling up her kurta over and above her head, and dropping it on the floor, he started with her neck, slowly working his way lower.
Biting and kissing on the sensitive skin of her belly, making her shudder and pull at his hair in desperation, he looked up at her, to see her staring down at him.
Needing him right then, Sai pulled him back up and took his mouth in a wild kiss, running her hands all over him, almost as if she were trying to merge into him.
His experienced hands making quick work of her pyjama ties, Sai kicked them off, before pulling his night-shirt too over his head.
Reaching down to remove his pants, and quickly leaning over to get the condom out of the bedside drawer, he snapped it on, before entering her in one fluid stroke, buried deep, making Sai sigh and relax completely against the mattress.
Holding steady for a few seconds, he started moving, Sai matching him thrust for thrust, until they both froze and with a deep sigh, Virat collapsed on top of her, Sai’s arms coming around him, holding him close, his face pillowed against her chest.
They lay there for a long moment, before Virat rolled off, pulling her with him, gathering her close to his side, her head on his chest.
Hearing the deep sigh Sai gave as she wrapped a loose arm around him, Virat smiled, looking over at the clock.
There was another half-hour before she had to get ready for college.
Cuddling his wife close, Virat Chavan slept, his rhythmic breathing matching that of his wife, asleep in his arms.
Their day was about to start, but as long as it started in eachother's arms, Sai and Virat had no complaints.
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Finis!
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shireen sukhan @shinseen
+ 6
1 years ago
Nice update, full of romance