Chapter 9 // Madno // Matured

INAAYAA

@Inaayaa_sidiqui

Chapter 9

// Madno //

[ (n.) Beloved.]

It was much much later when Shiva and Raavi had gotten out of bed, their promiscuous activities had gotten them to conveniently miss breakfast, it was already 11:30 by the time they had managed to pull themselves out of bed, Raavi wanted to stay in bed longer, but her grumbling stomach was not allowing her to do so, she had worked up quite the appetite, all thanks to Shiva. The man in question however was in the kitchen, getting some breakfast ready for Raavi, they had decided to have a lazy day and just lounge around at home, watch movies and relax, it had been quite some time that had been able to just sit back and relax, and then they would go out for the dinner date that Shiva had mentioned the night before, Raavi was beyond excited because Shiva had also mentioned that he was taking her to really good restaurant, apparently the food there was to die for, according to the reviews at least, and knowing how much of a foodie her boyfriend was, she had absolutely no doubts about the kind of food she was going to get to eat tonight.

Shiva had been downstairs since the past 30 minutes, wondering what even was taking him so much time Raavi got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower, hoping to be able to get out before Shiva came into the room, there was no escaping him when he was in one of his moods, and since she had been away travelling the past week and a half, she knew that he would not leave a single chance to spend some time with her, well to be fair to Shiva she missed him a lot as well, there weren’t loads of times that they had spent away from each other, the most that the both of them had been away were a maximum of 4 days, and that too was because they really couldn’t help their situation, Raavi had this one wedding of a distant cousin to attend and despite begging and pleading for 3 days straight her MaasiMaa was not relenting and letting her stay back in Somnath, Raavi spent all 4 days being miserable as ever, she hated being away from Shiva for extended periods of time, at first she probably thought it was just because she missed being around him, but then the next time she had to stay away it hit her that she wasn’t just missing being around him, it was something deeper, her realisation had further cemented her feelings for him, and what had happened after their talk only strengthened their relationship and took it new bounds.

As she stepped into the shower and let the hot water run over her and soothe the soreness she felt Raavi thought back to the time when she had to attend an architecture seminar for 3 days in Mumbai, this was a couple of months after Shiva and her had started dating and had told their families, Shiva had initially thought of staying with her in Mumbai, but then he couldn’t because he needed to be present for one of the bigger expansion projects that the Pandya’s had been working on.

It had only been two hours since Shiva had left for Somnath, she had come back after dropping him off at the Airport, it took her double the amount of time to get back considering Mumbai traffic and was already irritated due to the amount of time she had to spend stuck inside the car by herself, this was one of the reasons why Shiva was the designated driver, she absolutely hated driving and abhorred manoeuvring the car in between small galli’s and heavy traffic. By the time she had come back home it was 7:30 pm, and Shiva’s flight would land in Keshod in the next one hour, and then there would be a 3 hour car ride till Somnath, considering that it was a weekend she figured he would most likely take a little while longer to reach home. As much as she wanted to mope around and watch sad movies in bed she had work to do herself, and so she sat down to tackle everything, considering the fact that the upcoming Architects Seminar would bring with it a lot of work she wanted to be prepared, it was Raavi’s final year and she had to work on her project as well, she wanted to do well this year, although she had been the top of her batch since the past 2 years she was still tensed about how her result was going to be, becoming an architect/interior designer one of Raavi’s most cherished dream, a dream that she had left no stone unturned to make a reality, she thought of the countess sleepless nights, stressful days and the days where she simply wanted to throw everything aside and take a breather, but every time her work overwhelmed her she thought of why she wanted to become an architect in the first place.

The idea of building a home for a family had always appealed to Raavi as a child, she wasn’t foreign to the fact that she had lost her parents at a very young age, her Maasi had always been frank with her in that aspect, she never hid things from her, she had told Raavi when she was old enough to understand what the word “orphan” meant, Raavi was thankful for her in certain ways and taking care of her was one, Raavi had her MaasiMaa and MausaPaa to guide her and help her through the highs and lows in her life, she had a pseudo sister in Anita, granted that they most certainly weren’t the best bunch of people they still loved her. No matter how much they loved her, for a very long time Raavi felt like a huge burden on them, felt like they were taking care of her out of compulsion, sometimes it annoyed her to stay in the house as well, the huge walls of her room felt as if they were going to suffocate her, she had tried very hard to make the room her own, Not Raavi Narayan’s room, just Raavi’s room.

She remembered how Shiva had helped her decorate her room when she had mentioned to him that her room was looking too bland, the happiness that Raavi had felt from decorating her room had been incomparable to anything she had ever felt, to see some of her most cherished moments and mementos on the walls of her room, next to her bed, by the bay window and everywhere else had finally given Raavi this sense of comfort, a sense of being.

The atmosphere she was surrounded by had always affected her deeply, which was also one of the reasons Raavi had wanted to become an architect, the joy she had received from making something her own and giving it her personal branding was something that she wanted to share with as many people as possible.

Till date only Shiva and Suman Maa were the only two had known her true motive and inspiration behind choosing this career path for herself, and she had seen the pride in Suman Maa’s when she had told her of ambitions. Maa had caressed her head and told her that Raavi had made her the proudest she had ever been in a long time, her eyes twinkling with unshed tears of pride.

Thinking about Shiva and Suman Maa had made Raavi quite emotional, she really could not focus on work anymore, shutting everything down she went about the rest of her night routine, taking her own sweet time to wash up and clean up before bed. She had taken a long shower and was dressed in Shiva’s shirt, about to go to bed, but then she walked to Shiva’s room, wanting to sleep there instead. She had just settled into his bed, relishing the lingering scent of cinnamon and musk when the man of her thoughts since the past few hours called her, excited she immediately picked up the call and was greeted with the most adorable smile she had ever seen.

He looked tired was the first thing she noted after her observation about his smile, his eyes looked heavy with sleep, it was late at night, around 11:30pm, although the both of them were used to late nights, she understood that travel might have taken a toll on him, it was the start of a long weekend so she figured traffic would have been higher on the highway.

“Fcuk, I miss you already.” Were the first words out of Shiva’s mouth.

Raavi’s eyes twinkled with merriment, her Shiva wasn’t usually that expressive, and she loved it when he was.

“I miss you too, see I’m in your bed and I'm wearing your shirt ”

Shiva smiled happily

“I can see that, did you manage to get anything done?”

Raavi pouted, dismayed and Shiva wanted to smother her pout with his lips and kiss the living day lights out of her.

“No, just did a bit of cleaning up, I wasn’t able to focus much on work, my thoughts kept wandering here and there, I miss you so much”

His smile made her night, “When did we turn into such saps?”

Raavi chuckled. He spoke again.

“Are we that disgustingly happy couple now?”

“I think we might be.”

She shuddered in mock horror.

“Well, it must stop.”

“Absolutely.”

They stared at each other for a moment longer, and then Raavi spoke.

“I love you”

Just as Raavi was about to talk again, somebody had shouted out for Shiva He let out a slow sigh before, getting up from his bed, he had just settled into the storeroom/bedroom that was there and people were already screaming for him, he looked at Raavi once again, for a millisecond she looked so sad that all he wanted to do was to wrap her up in his arms, holding her tight to himself, and then her face brightened up again, and she smiled that dazzling smile of her, disarming him for a moment, he smiled back at her, listening to her frantic instructions of spending time with family, nodding at her he blew a kiss to her and watch as she blew one to him as well, he watched the screen turn blank and went about his routine.

Raavi woke up to a good morning text from Shiva the next day, of course it wasn’t a overly sweet text or anything, it was simple, “Morning Chipkali, have a good day”,nonetheless she smiled, she didn’t expect huge cute messages from Shiva, she knew how rarely he used his phone, but she was glad that he had texted her the first thing in the morning, quickly she texted him back and went about getting ready for her day, today was the first day of the seminar and she was beyond excited for the day, this seminar was a window of new opportunities for her, to build connections and look for prospective job offers, and with the way her seniors had spoken about this, Raavi wanted to try her absolute best to be noticed amongst a crowd of equally if not more talented people.

Shiva on the other hand a very stressful but rewarding day, Pandya stores had begun the journey from being Pandya stores to Pandya Retailers, they had grown the way the late head of family Darshan Pandya had wanted them to grow, and when Shiva thought back to all the hard-work, sleepless that each and every family member had put into bringing Pandya Stores to the range they had to grown to today, every moment that they felt that they would give up flashed in front of him, and then came the face of his mother, eyes heavy with tears and face reflecting utmost pride, pride for her sons, that they had accomplished their fathers dream, pride that they were her sons, each one of them a part of Darshan for her, Shiva knew how much his mother missed his father, she probably missed him the most out of all of them, his mother had spent the most time out of all of them with their father, so many days and nights, so many words, so many conversations and so many promises, that remained forgotten in the wake of his demise, out of everyone he knew just how much this meant to his mother, to others it would seem as if Suman Pandya was happy because they had grown so much in terms of financial stability, and had gained immense popularity and reputation, but only Shiva knew that the success of Pandya Stores to his mother meant that each and every promise that his father had given to his mother was fulfilled today.

To Suman Pandya, the heights that her sons had achieved was not just a matter of pride, but also a moment of melancholy, as she saw all four of her sons stand with pride, she saw the smiling face of her husband, content and proud and she knew that wherever he was he was happy, he was content. Shiva came forward and knelt beside her wheelchair, his head coming to rest in her lap, and as Suman’s shaky hands caressed his head, he smiled bright, happy that his mother was happy, he raised his head and looked at her with a happy smile, and Suman smiled back, finding comfort and familiarity in her third son’s smile, because when she saw her Shiva smile like that, she remembered how Darshan used to smile after a hard days work. Suman Pandya was finally at peace, she had her sons, daughter-in law and a promising life to look forward to. Shiva soon got up, wiping away the tears she had unconsciously shed, and led her home.

Back in Mumbai, Raavi had just come back from a tiring day at the seminar, she was beyond exhausted with all the work she had to do today, the seminar and the people that she had met had blown her away, the interesting job prospects and the higher connections this event offered her were beyond unimaginable, but Raavi knew that she had worked very hard to achieve what she had, their college only selected promising and top students for this seminar, in short they had only allowed students whom they knew would represent the college in a very good light, and Raavi was one out of the four that had been selected for this, a chance she knew she deserved due to all the hard work she had put it, so her arms heavy with files and notes and whatnot, she collapsed onto the couch, tired from the days events, it crossed her mind to call up Shiva, she had barely spoken to him all day, with just a good morning text and a simple “Khana khalo” text in the afternoon, but she had work to do, she had to put away these files, make herself some dinner and then work again, she was starting to hate the weekend,, simply because Shiva was not here with her.

Shiva on the other hand tried finishing up his work as soon as possible, the launching event was only for a day, he did want to spend sometime with his family but he knew that the next couple of days would still be hectic for them, they had just needed him to be present for the launch event, so he made up his mind, he would be going back to Mumbai soon, preferably tomorrow, maybe in the evening because he knew that Raavi would be away at her seminar all day, but he looked forward for Monday considering that the both of them would be free, he was almost done with his bachelors degree and was working on his final year project, which didn’t require him to attend college every single day.

Shiva wanted to surprise Raavi so he kept the texting and calling to a bare minimum, with simple good morning and had food texts he had managed to make it seem as if he was very busy amongst things back home, his flight was set to depart from Keshod at 4:00 and he would reach Mumbai by 7:30, he hoped to get home before Raavi did, but then again there was no trusting the Bombay city traffic, especially on a weekend.

Raavi on the other hand had a very stressful day, and by the time she got home she was close to tears, tears of pure frustration, one on hand was the fact that this entire seminar thing was too taxing and constantly made her judge herself, the expectations that they held from the participants were sky high and Raavi did not want to disappoint; on the other hand she barely managed to speak to Shiva the entire weekend, she knew he would be very busy but she still missed him a lot and wanted to talk to him for a bit. By the time she got home it was around 9:00 PM, she just couldn’t wait to curl up into bed wearing one of Shiva’s shirts and just sleep the stress off.

Shiva on the other hand had reached home around 8:30 and spent a little time just cleaning up some areas of the house so that Raavi wouldn’t have to worry about it when she came back home. He had just finished making dinner for them when he heard the door click open, smiling he went to greet Raavi with his arms open, and the smile she broke into when she saw him was absolutely worth it, she rushed towards him, her hands wrapping around his mid-section clutching him in a vice-like grip, hoping to never let go of him.

When she looked up at him her eyes were twinkling at him in a combination of relief, happiness and desire and he bent his head to kiss her.

Raavi let out a soft sigh, her arms twining around his neck to kiss him back, and he thought his world had never felt more right than when she was in his arms; when he was touching her. His hands slid over her shoulders, down her arms and around to the small of her back as his mouth met hers in long, slow kisses. His thumbs moved in slow concentric circles at her hips, forcing her shirt to rise up just enough for him to brush skin. He thought that she had the softest lips and she tasted like roses and the rain: absolutely soothing but also alluring.

His lips melted against hers: Deep kisses, soft kisses, open-mouthed kisses, closed-mouth kisses, neither of them coming up for air. Her fingers were playing with the short hairs at the base of his neck and her breasts were pushed up against him. He pressed against the warm weight of her, the feel of her breasts against him. He shifted, his breathing heavy, not wanting to make her uncomfortable at the feel of his growing reaction to their closeness. They were still fairly new to this, although they had their moments and he knew that Raavi would tell him if she ever felt uncomfortable, he did not want to overstep his boundaries at all.

Raavi’s eyes fluttered open, a soft satisfied smile on her face. “It’s okay, I don’t want to catch my breath yet.”

Shiva smiled slowly and watched the blush rise up in her cheeks, bending down resting his head in the crook of her neck. “I don’t think I’d want you to catch your breath yet”

Raavi’s smile widened as she walked him back to the couch in his room before pushing him into it. “I don’t think I will,” she told him, slipping sideways into his lap.

Shiva wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her up more securely. “No?”

She shook her head, her lips brushing the side of his neck. “No.”

His breath hitched. “I never want to stop kissing you.”

She smiled, brushing her lips against his. “So don’t stop.”

Then his mouth was on hers again, and he knew that he was where he was supposed to be. It was much much later that they managed to disengage from each other and have dinner.

Raavi was cleaning up after dinner because Shiva had made their food today, and when one cooked the other cleaned, tonight it was her turn, when she felt Shiva’s arms encircle her from behind, his head resting in the crook of her neck she continued to finish up her work while still being in his arms, a while later she had finally managed to finish up everything, wiping her hands on the hand towel close by, she turned around in his arms, her movement finally caused him to look up at her.

“Hi,” he said, bending his head to kiss her softly.

She looped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, deepening the kiss just long enough to make him groan, before she pulled away. He lifted her up effortlessly, spun her around and set her down on the island counter and captured her lips with his.

She loved when he was playful like this, she thought, her lips meeting his eagerly. His lips trailed over her jaw and down her neck, her hands in his hair.

“Not yet, Shiva.”

He kissed her neck softly, his eyes full of desire when he pulled away. “What are you plotting at, Raavi?”

“Well you just got back, don’t you want to rest? I am sure that the drive must have been strenuous”

“No, there are so many more important things for me to do”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, important things to do to you”

Shiva leaned in again wasting no time in kissing her deeply. His tongue danced with hers until he began to plant kisses along her jaw, down the side of her neck. The hot open- mouthed kisses on her skin made her toes curl in pleasure. Shivas's mouth moved lower, finding the skin exposed where her shirt was unbuttoned. His one thumb rubbing the exposed skin, where her shirt had ridden up from all the kissing and fondling. The other slowly moved to brush the side of her right breast, and after the third pass against her skin, his hand curved inward, wrapping around it.

Raavi gasped, but made no move to stop him as he caressed her gently -- nor did she move when his other hand came up to touch her left breast. His thumbs brushed over her nipples through her shirt and bra, and the sensation sent heat through her. Her eyes met his as he rubbed and caressed, pushing them together as he explored, before he captured her lips again.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered. “All I want to do is touch you and kiss you.”

She let her own hands slide up his back and around to his chest. “I can say the same.”

“How are you doing this to me? I was never like this, never so uncontrolled, god Raavi, kya kardiya tune” he spoke urgently before kissing her again, not letting her reply and efficiently shutting her train of thought, he slowly moved down the column of her neck before he spoke again

“You have perfect breasts.”

She laughed, the sound of reverent awe in his voice making her laugh. “Oh, I do, do I?”

He kept his eyes on hers and then he gently lowered his head to kiss them through the fabric. Raavi’s breath hitched.

“Perfect,” he said. “Because they’re yours.”

Raavi’s hands wound their way into his hair; she was surprised at how wanton she felt. When Shiva lowered his head and began to kiss her breasts again, she let her head fall back in pleasure, the thin layer of her shirt and lacy bra no match against the heat of his mouth. She had no idea anything could feel so good. She imagined him kissing her without her shirt and bra on. Desire raked through her at the image, and as his tongue flattened against her nipple, a soft suck through the fabric made her groan.

“Shiva” she gasped.

His onyx eyes met hers, hooded with desire. “Is this okay?”

Raavi tugged his face up to hers and captured his lips. The feel of his hands on her made her moan against his mouth. She slid her own hands around and boldly unbuttoned his shirt. He didn’t stop her, and as she spread it open, before tugging her lips away from his to look him over. Strong muscles, and happy trail of dark hair that led beneath his trousers made her blush as she thought about where it led.

Shiva kissed her cheek, her nose, her chin. “Raavi?”

Raavi stared at him for a moment before she placed both of her hands flat on his chest. “Yes?”

He sighed as her fingertips danced along his skin, tracing random patterns all over, getting herself familiar with his body, Shiva slid his hands down to rest on her waist, slipping under her shirt, gently brushing the skin of her hips.

“I wanted to talk about something?”

Their lips met again -- once, twice, three times -- before she pulled away.

“Shiva?”

“Yeah?”

“I wanted to talk to you too.”

His lips pressed a gentle kiss under her ear. “I’m listening.”

His tongue trailed over her earlobe, tracing her earrings until she pushed him away.

“Wait.”

Shiva’s hands were still beneath her shirt resting on her ribs. His hair was a glorious mess from her hands, his lips swollen from hers.

“Yeah?” Raavi bit her bottom lip. “You’re terribly distracting.”

His smile was slow “Am I?” He moved in to nip at her mouth again, but she placed a hand on his chest to stop him.

“An absolute menace, a complete Bhoothnath”

“I wanted to talk to you.”

Shiva let out a slow sigh and Raavi couldn’t help but glance down at the noticeable bulge in his pants before she bit her lip again.

“What’s going on, Chipkali?”

“Umm, okay so I don’t know how to start with this, it may even sound sort of stupid to you, but I really needed to get this out of my system”

Shiva pressed a quick kiss to her forehead and picked her off the counter, her legs wounding tightly around his waist for balance, her skirt riding up due to this, one of his arms around her waist and the other underneath her bum to support her weight, he walked to the living room and sat down along with Raavi on the sofa, she adjusted herself accordingly on his lap, placing her head on his shoulders in a sideways angle so she could look at him properly while talking to him. Shiva smiled at her reassuringly, his hands caressing her back and hair in an attempt to comfort her and encourage her to speak up.

“Jab tu Somnath gaya tha na, mujhe bohot ajeeb lag raha tha, I know its not the first time that we were apart, but this time we couldn’t really talk much, kyunki tu busy tha aur main bhi busy thi, its nice to have you come back earlier than planned, but Shiva jab tu yahan nahi tha, it felt so bad, It was not just missing you, I think not being able to talk to you properly for even a minute or two, bohot chubha mujhe, it took me back to the time when Maasi had…”

Raavi was unable to finish her sentence because she promptly burst into tears. The past 3 days were incredibly tough on her, she never wanted to be put in such a position ever again, she hated it, the distance from him hadn’t bothered Raavi, but not being able to talk to him had brought up memories and feelings that she had tried very hard to repress in the past 6 years, but she knew she couldn’t hold back anymore, she had to tell him, everything.

Shiva was simply holding her close and patting her back, wiping away the steady stream of tears that kept pouring down her face, it hurt him to see her so hurt, but he was glad that she was able to open up to him completely, Raavi had always been true and her raw self around him, letting him see her jagged and rough surfaces and allowing him to soothe them with his love, he knew that she needed to let the pain out, and as for her fear, this wasn’t essentially the first time Shiva had noticed her display such fear, he remembered how she was when she had to go away for one of her distant cousins wedding, he thought of how they both were on the phone all the time, and how she would prioritise him over her, she would have been really busy but then still set aside her work just so that she could give him time and attention, and as much as that pleased him it bothered him quite a bit as well, because he could see the fear in her eyes on video call when she called back after missing a call from him, and he hated to see that fear and hesitation, but he knew where that sprung from, all those years when he had distanced himself from her, the times where all she had gotten from him was anger and misplaced hatred, they had a deeper affect on her than what she let on, he knew that she was troubled and worried that the same might happen once again, but he didn’t really understand as to why it would her bother her now, when he had told her he loves her, they had been dating since a good 3 months and everything was going fine, at least in his opinion, everything was going fine, in fact he had never been happier in his life than now.

Raavi had stopped crying and had moved her hands from his waist to his around his neck, holding him tighter to herself, she was afraid to let go and take the plunge, but she knew she had to, she couldn’t let this gnaw away at her mental peace. Her movements had already brought Shiva out of his musings, his hand moved from her hair to her face, gently cradling her cheek, closing her eyes she leaned into the warmth of his touch, grateful for the unwavering comfort he provided to her, just as she was about to open her eyes, she felt Shiva place a soft kiss on the top of her forehead.

In his kiss she found the strength to be vulnerable, to bare herself to him, with out the fear of being taken lightly or to be hurt, she found the strength to be able to stay true to herself, to him and to their relationship, in him she found the comfort and the sense of belonging she had always been looking for.

Taking in a deep breath to gather herself, Raavi finally opened her eyes to find him looking at her as if she had brought down the sun, moon and stars, as if she was the only being in his universe, the being which sparkled and brightened his entire life with her presence. Smiling at him, she proceeded to talk once again, this time determined to tell him what had been bothering her since the past few days.

“I know that you’re here, with me but Shiva for a very long time you were not and that has left such a lasting impact on me, darr lagtha hai ki kahi Maasi ne ekk aur kaand kiya toh kya hoga, I know ki tune promise kiya tha ki you will never leave me, but darr abhi bhi hai thoda sa, because this time I just won’t be loosing my best friend, I’ll loose so much more, so much more is at stake, darr lagtha hai bohot darr, ki tu chalagaya toh main khud ko sambhal nahi paungi, tera pyaar mehsoos karke, darr lagta hai teri nafrat se, gussa she loongi, pann nafrat nahi seh paungi Shiva. Yeh darr na andar andar se khaye jaarahai hai.”

“Raavi, main jaanta hoon ki you can’t really choose sides, despite Maami doing whatever she has done to us, she has always been a good mother to you, I know that she loves you a lot and you do too and I am not going to make you pick sides, she is your family too, despite whatever she has done to me, she has always been loving to you, to ask you to pick would be unfair to you, and I know its a bit of a stretch to say that she won’t try sabotaging us in the future, hence I can’t promise with complete certainty that we won’t have problems, we will have problems, but I can promise you one thing, I will not repeat my mistakes, I will learn from them, maine tujhe bola tha na, ki jo bhi hojaye, tu hamesha meri Raavi hi rahegi, main tujhe dekhta hoon toh mujhe sirf meri Raavi dikhti hai, naaki Maami ki behen ki beti, pata hai ki I can’t promise to fulfil every wish of yours, pann itna toh vaada kar hi saktha hoon ki I will always listen to you Raavi, kabhi apna decision tujhpe nahi thopunga, jaisa kiya tha waisa nahi karoonga, whatever happens, it will be mutual. I promise.”

Just as Shiva finished speaking Raavi crushed her mouth to his, gratified at his words that had managed to soothe the torrent of thoughts that had been eating away at her peace ever since he had gone to Somnath. She kissed him with a renewed passion, her lips moving vigorously along his, it did not take him much time to reciprocate with just as much intensity. They kissed and kissed until their lungs burnt with the lack of air, they broke apart for a short while, panting heavily.

Raavi rose from his lap and straddled him properly, her loose hair forming a cocoon around the both of their heads, kissing him once again, her hands roaming all over his torso incessantly, as they deepened their kiss, Raavi ground her hips experimentally, Shiva broke the kiss to groan at her action. Eyes wide yet pupils diluted with desire Shiva looked up at her, she smiled her slow smile when she felt his obvious arousal against her pelvis, she circled her hips once again, his arm went around her waist and her gripped her hard, his hold as good as bruising due to her sensitive skin, Shiva’s mind wandered off to the marks he had left on her previously, her neck and shoulders had borne the brunt of his passion, often left red due to his lips and his stubble, he groaned again feeling her grind down harder on him. His bent his head and kissed the joint of her neck and shoulder, his stubble rough against her skin.

Shiva’s mouth moved down her throat, his hands sliding up her ribs to cup her breasts, and she moved closer to him. Their mouths met for long, deep kisses that left both of them moaning. Shiva let his mouth travel along her jawline, kissing the three freckles that made a triangle under her left ear. He planted soft kisses over her neck, sucking on the pulse point of her throat hard enough to leave a mark. His hands continued to caress her breasts as he kissed her; holding them, squeezing lightly, his thumb brushing over her nipples through her shirt and bra, feeling them pebble through the fabric. He opened more of her buttons so that he could kiss her collarbone and the swells of her breasts, peaking tantalisingly from her bra, his left hand leaving her breast to slip down her side, over her hip and down to her thigh where he held her closer, his fingers slipping under her skirt to rest more firmly on her thigh. Raavi tugged his mouth back to hers. The feel of him so hard against her was making her react; and she found herself rubbing wantonly against his hips. He murmured her name, and she seemed to pull herself out of her trance, reeling back.

His fingertips trailed over her thigh through her nylon stockings. “Do you what you are doing to me right now?,” he whispered as he moved his fingers in slow circles . “Yes, and I want to do more of it to you.” His finger tip continued to zig-zag across her thigh, sneaking up high only to plummet down to her knee again as he teased her in response to her words. “ Oh really? More is what you want.” His fingertip rose higher. “Yes, more always more.” She circled her hips against him urgently and moaned, throwing her head back from the friction and unsheathing him from the cocoon of her hair, his hand which was wrapped around her waist, travelled up her back and held the nape of her neck and his other hand slid under her skirt, brushing the top of her thigh-high stockings, fingers touching the garter clip.

His eyebrows rose in wonder .

“What’s this?”

“My garter clip,” she murmured.

“Garter clip?”

Raavi put her hand over his and guided it up the strap to the belt beneath her skirt. “It holds my thigh-high stockings up.”

Shiva’s breath hitched. “Interesting.”

He trailed his finger along the belt, finding the clip at the back and trailing down the strap to the top of her stockings.

“Do you always wear this under your skirt?”

Raavi bit her lip. “Only when I feel like it.”

Shiva let his hand travel back up her thigh, and with his eyes on hers, he slid upwards and around to cup her butt. The feel of those warm hands touching her butt, with nothing separating them but a thin pair of cotton underwear, made Raavi’s breath hitch. He squeezed and she stared at him.

“Can I see it?”

Raavi smirked. “See what?”

“The garter clip... can I see it?”

Raavi’s cheeks heated, but she climbed off his lap and with her eyes on her boyfriend, she carefully lifted her skirt up to show him the garter clips that rested on her upper thighs.

“Turn around,” he told her, his voice low and husky.

Raavi hesitated for only a moment before she did as he asked. Shiva let out a slow uneven breath. The garter clip in question was black and made of simple cotton. It rested atop black cotton panties that covered her perfect butt before she released her skirt and let it drop back down to its proper place, sadly covering his view.

She turned to look at him and he licked his lips.

“That’s the sexiest thing that I’ve ever seen in my life.”

“It’s literally just undergarments,” Raavi told him.

Shiva shook his head. “Whenever you have stockings on, you’re wearing that?”

Raavi’s lips twitched as she straddled him, smiling when his hands sat on her hips. “I have one in a nude colour as well.”

He groaned. “You’re trying to kill me.”

“Kiss me again.”

Raavi didn’t need to be told twice. His lips met hers as his hands slid over to cup her butt through her skirt , tugging her closer.

He let his fingertips trail higher, daring to reach the apex of her hip, his eyes never leaving hers.

He brushed over the top of her stockings, up her thigh to trace the edge of the garter belt around her leg. She moved in to capture his lips again, letting her own hands make quick work of his shirt, sliding it off his shoulders.

Shiva felt her nimble fingers sliding his shirt off and soon her soft hands were on his bare chest, roaming and teasing; when her mouth moved down his throat to kiss his chest, he groaned aloud.

“Raavi...”

Raavi’s lips curved into a smile as she kissed his chest in soft hot kisses that made his skin tingle. A vibration from his pocket startled him.

“Shit!”

Raavi grinned as she pulled away. “Talk about timing, huh?”

Shiva reached into his pocket, tugging out his phone, Krish was video calling he picked up kept carefully turned away from Raavi and onto his face. “Kya hai” he spoke irritated at being disturbed

Krish only raised an eyebrow at him through the screen. “Am I interrupting something?”

“Er, no…nothing nothing at all,…”

Raavi chuckled.

“Right, nothing at all na. Hi, bhabs .”

Raavi smirked and slid off of her boyfriend’s lap to sit next to him on the sofa, looking into the phone to see Krish’ amused face. “Hi, Krishu.”

Shiva passed the phone to her as he carefully buttoned his shirt back up so that his younger brother wouldn’t notice.

“Shiva was just telling me about the event and his future goals,” Raavi said, keeping the phone facing herself

“Oh? Is that what you two were kissing about? Celebrating future plans huh” Krish teased.

Raavi only stuck her tongue out at him and handed the phone back to Shiva. “Abb bol, kya hai Krish?”

“Kuch nahi,” Krish said defensively. “Can’t a concerned brother just want to say hello?” At his brothers look, he grinned, smile full of mischief . “I just wanted to let you know that I am coming over next weekend, mera long weekend hai aur main Yahan pak raha hoon without the both of y’all here.”

“And you think that bhabhi tujhe aane degi, tere exams ka kya?” Shiva questioned.

Krish looked between Shiva and Raavi and sighed. “Seedha seedha bolo na, tu nahi chahta ki main aaun, kaise bhai hai tu, apne pyaarese chote bhai ko bhuladiya .” He wailed dramatically, Shiva shook his head at his theatrics, hiding a smile, while Raavi was giggling away at Krish’s antics

“Aaja tu, masti karenge” Raavi spoke

“Thanks bhabs, at least aapko main yaad hoon, mere naalayak bhai ki tarha nahi ho aap,” Krish said happily

Shiva shook his head . “Abhi Raavi madam ne bol diya, toh tu aaraha hai final?”

“Haaaaa,” Krish sang

“Now, why don’t you two actually talk?” Krish said

Shiva snuck a look over at Raavi’s swollen lips and smirked. “We were talking and working.”

“Yeah, working on each other,” Krish shot back, his eyes twinkling with mirth.

They said their goodbyes and Shiva slid the phone back into his pocket before he looked at his girlfriend.

“Do you say he’s right and we should do some actual work?”

Raavi licked her lips slowly before she straddled him again, her arms linking around his neck.

“No work, more kissing, I like kissing you.”

Shiva smiled against her mouth as she kissed him, her sweet taste overwhelming him.

He could live with that.

It was much later when they disentangled themselves from one another, Raavi went ahead to freshen up and got into her PJ’s for dinner, Shiva too had gone to freshen up, considering the fact that he had immediately started cooking for them when he had gotten back, a good 20 minutes later both of them were freshened up and had dinner together, with Raavi sitting on his lap like she had gotten used to since the past few months, they had just finished dinner when Shiva announced that he would clean up for today, smiling gratefully Raavi went to her room and laid down, scrolling on her phone. Soon enough she fell asleep, tired from the days activities. By the time she had managed to doze off, Shiva had cleaned up, unpacked and prepped for tomorrows breakfast as well, securing the main door and shutting the lights off, he went to Raavi’s room to find her asleep.

She was sleeping on her side. Her long hair was haphazardly spread across the pillow and on her shoulder. Her lips were parted slightly and though he thought that she looked beautiful, he was suddenly feeling rather intrusive, she was wearing a very thin and translucent set of pyjamas and he had never seen her like this before, the very thought of which made his heart race. He reached out to brush her cheek with his finger.

“Raavi, Jaan?”

Raavi sighed, her lashes fluttering as her eyes slowly opened. She blinked at him for a moment. “Shiva?” she asked blearily before her eyes cleared.

“Hey,” he said softly, his fingers trailing along her hip over the blankets.

He wasn’t sure if it was something in his eyes, but she simply lifted the covers and waited for him to crawl in next to her Raavi wrapped her arms around him and he buried his face in the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent. She ran her hands over his shoulders, up and down his back, and he just sighed into her, relaxing degree by degree with her touch. She was exactly what he needed, he thought. Raavi kissed the top of his head, and began patting him slowly.

He burrowed a little closer, sliding down and resting his cheek against her soft breasts as her fingers gently ran through his hair. He sighed deeply and then his eyes were closing and soon, he drifted off to sleep.

Shiva woke a little while later, his legs bent so that he didn’t hang off the bed, the softness under his face making him burrow closer. He smelt vanilla and something floral, something distinctly Raavi, and he rubbed his face closer to the softness, before realising that it wasn’t a pillow, but his girlfriend’s breasts. Her unbound breasts beneath the thin cotton fabric of her nightshirt -- and he felt himself twitch as he lifted his head to look up at her, he had never cuddled himself against her chest like this before, and now that he did he didn’t want to stop.

Raavi was staring at him, a soft look on her face, her fingers still in his hair. “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” he murmured, blinking.

“Slept good, I know you were tired”

“Haan, tu thi na, that was enough for me”

Raavi bent forward to kiss his forehead. “Good.”

Shiva rested his cheek against her breasts again and sighed in contentment when her fingers went back to his hair. He smiled against her breasts. They were soft and warm, the perfect pillow, and when he shifted just so, the steady rhythm of her heart was so calming and such a lovely sound that he relaxed even more.

“Waise, tu inti Jaldi aagaya, mujhe laga tha ki tu thode dinn baad aayega, tera plan confirmed tha na, phir achanak change?”

“Mujhe tu chahiye thi.”

She smiled at him, her light brown eyes on his. “aur mujhe tu.”

Shiva snuggled closer to her breasts, one hand coming up to caress one. “Aisa rehna accha laga, abb se na, I am the little spoon, you’re the big one.”

“Gadheda”she spoke fondly, caressing his head.

He smiled wide, holding her breast in his hand through the thin fabric of her nightshirt.

“Raavi?”

“Mmm?”

Shiva turned to look up at her, his chin resting just under her breasts. “I love you.”

Her eyes softened immensely and the love he saw looking back at him warmed him in ways that he couldn’t explain. He felt like he was sitting under the warmth of the sun, warm rays soaking into his skin, heating him from the inside out. Raavi bent her head to kiss him softly, her hands on his shoulders.

“I love you.”

“Hamesha?” he replied, his eyes lighting up at her words and his lips curving.

She kissed him again. “Hamesha, always.” She tugged him up to her lips, framing his face in her hands. “It’s always been you, Shiva. Always.”

Shiva kissed her, feeling like his heart was ready to burst from his chest, cradling her closer as he deepened the kiss. When they finally let up for air, he buried his face in between her soft breasts again.

“I should go, get ready for the day .”

She nodded, her fingers in his hair again. “Thoda aur soja, tu thak gaya hoga. I’ll wake you when it’s time.”

Shiva kissed the soft mound next to his mouth and snuggled into her soft breasts as her nipple pebbled next to his lips. He couldn’t resist letting his tongue slip out to caress it through the cotton and she let out a soft sigh. He flattened his tongue before he rolled it achingly slow along the peak and her head rolled back as he used his thumb to do the same to the other one.

“Shiva ,” she breathed. “I...”

His eyes met hers and his mouth curved into a slow smile. “I’ll stop if you want me to.”

She nodded frantically vehemently opposing that idea, her hand holding him to her breast he smiled and then he bent his head and suckled her nipple through the thin cotton.

Raavi arched towards him, letting out a small gasp that pleased him. This was better than through her shirt and bra. This was... she felt almost naked under his mouth. He continued to circle the peak with his tongue before he suckled as her fingers delved into his hair. His mouth was hot and wet and his tongue seemed to lick along just the right path and she let out a soft whimper. Her whimper spurred him on and he slid his hands down the sides of her breasts while his mouth flicked over her nipple, hands sliding over her ribs and then his fingers were teasing under the thin cotton.

Raavi let out another whimper. She had never felt anything like this before. Wet heat seemed to be coming over her. She couldn’t breathe properly, and when he lifted his mouth from her breast and raised her shirt, her eyes darkened in arousal. He was destroying her, she thought.

Shiva stared into her warm hazel eyes for a long moment as if in question and then he slowly slid her cotton shirt up her body, bunching it just under her breasts, and bent his head to plant soft kisses over her smooth stomach. His tongue licked around her navel and along her ribs, alternating between sensuous licks and slow, hot kisses. His tongue trailed under her bunched T-shirt and then he slid the T-shirt higher and her full breasts sprung free, light brown nipples pebbled.

He stared at them in fascination. They were more beautiful than he had ever imagined. His hands cupped them, feeling the naked weight of them, and Raavi gasped.

“Is this okay?” he whispered. Raavi met his gaze and then she reached down and pulled her shirt right over her head, dropping it onto the pillow next to her. Shiva’s eyes darkened, but he kept them on hers as his thumbs stroked a steady pattern from both her nipples and dipping between the two mounds.

His hands were rough, and the sensation on her skin was enough to make her arch more under him. As she did, her cotton pants tightened and she found herself grinding against the seam as it fell just so. The hot hardness of Shiva’s arousal rubbing against the seam only exacerbated the growing feeling of need pounding through her. He bent his mouth back down, kissing each nipple before his tongue gently prodded her areola, exploring softly and then a little harder, licking, nibbling -- and when he tugged on her nipple just a little with his teeth, the wave of pleasure that came over her completely shocked her.

She cried out as her body seemed to take over, trembling in pleasure and pulsing between her legs as he suckled her.

Shiva’s lips slid off her breast as his eyes widened in amazement. His gaze moved down her body to her cotton pyjama bottoms. “Tune...?”

Raavi’s cheeks heated. “S- Shayad.”

“Aisa pehle kabhi, was this the first time?”

She bit her bottom lip, shaking her head as her face flushed redder, moving down her neck. “No, I... I’ve come close, but I haven’t found the right... you know... to push me over the edge.”

Shiva’s face broke out into a pleased smile. “Accha laga?”

Raavi blushed deeper until he rested his chin between her breasts, keeping his eyes on hers and she realised that he wasn’t embarrassed or horrified, but that he looked downright pleased with himself. She suddenly felt much more confident and relaxed.

“Bohot accha”

Raavi smiled at him. “I couldn’t control it,” she murmured. “It just... happened.”

Shiva grinned and kissed her nipple softly. “I never knew I could make you cum like that without even…”

Raavi had never managed to make herself orgasm before. She’d come close, but it always seemed to slip away from her before she could reach that peak and yet here Shiva was playing with her breasts and she’d... but he was smiling wide, his eyes dancing in delight and she felt herself smiling back at him.

“So... that was brilliant,” she breathed.

He nodded. “Yeah, yeah it was.”

Her fingers were still in his hair and she smiled. “Take off your t-shirt, Shiva.”

Shiva's eyes met hers before he sat up and pulled his T-shirt over his head. Her eyes dropped to the patch of skin he revealed at his waist, his abs set into a tight and perfect 6 formation and then lower, to where the prominent bulge tented his pyjama trousers; she swallowed. She let her eyes travel up the dark happy trail to his navel and higher over his pecs and broad shoulders and she licked her lips. He tossed the T-shirt on the pillow before he leaned down and captured her lips with his. Her breasts, still tender and tingling, pressed against his bare chest, and she moaned at the delicious contact.

Their skin brushed, hands roamed, and their kisses deepened. They turned, lying side by side, kissing slowly but sweetly, their tongues meeting, caressing, exploring as their hands roamed over each other’s bare torsos and backs. Soon enough Raavi managed to get Shiva on his back, while settling against his hips.

Raavi slid her mouth away from his, kissing down his throat in a straight column, her thumbs stroking his chest in a similar fashion that he had used on her and his breath hitched. She bent her head to lick at his shoulder, biting into it and his hips jutted forward; she was rewarded with the feel of his hard erection, pushing into her pelvis of its own accord. His hips bucked, and when she sucked harder on his shoulder, her fingers teasing the waistline of his pyjama trousers, he bit his lip. His hips bucked against hers once more and she circled her hips, matching his rhythm; her wet heat was no match for either of their pyjamas and soon enough the friction from their grinding hips had them panting, close to climax.

“Raavi… I...” He bit his lip as he attempted to move away, but she only pulled him closer and she felt him tremble and then he let out low groan that sent shivers over her. She felt the wet heat of it against her hips through his pyjamas again and again and again and she giggled happily, burrowing into his warm body, tucking her head away in the crook of his neck her arms resting on his broad chest. He was still breathing heavily when he crooked his head to kiss her forehead. She smiled wide, beyond exhilarated but still sleepy.

“Now thats one way to start the morning, lovely wakeup call there Chipkali” Shiva teased after a while of sleepy silence, his voice still containing hints of drowsiness and desire.

“Aye gadhede, talking as if you didn’t enjoy that” Raavi countered him

“I did, but now we have to clean up” Shiva spoke, reluctantly.

“Hmmmm a little while longer” Raavi spoke, tired and sleepy.

The little while ended up lasting a good hour, and the rest of their day was spent in that stupor as well, both of them exhilarated at discovering and reaching another step forward in their relationship.

Raavi smiled in the shower as the memories of that day washed over her, it was one of the best weekends of her life, certainly ranking high in her list of best days, the comfort and happiness she had found with Shiva that day was something she didn’t dare dream about before that, because of her own fears and apprehensions.

By the time she had stepped out of the shower and got dressed in her sweats, Shiva had already brought breakfast upstairs and was waiting for her so that he could eat the food, smiling she went and settled herself in his lap, her left hand went to his and she held it and began playing with his arm, not in the mood to speak much, she was in a very lazy mood, not in the mood to do anything at all today, she cuddled back into Shiva’s bare chest which was warm from the time he spent in the kitchen, she let him feed her as she burrowed into his body, the breakfast in question itself was wonderful and the coffee he made her for her made her feel much better, Raavi was never really a morning person she preferred to sleep in and just take the day slow, mainly because she had always kept herself busy and on her toes the past couple of years, she was finally in a place where she could just sit back and take it easy.

As she sipped at the last of the coffee, she looked up from Shiva’s shoulder to find him engrossed with his phone, not liking the divided attention she pouted, but the coffee cup away and grabbed his face, upon finally getting his attention she looked him straight in the eye and said,

“Bean juice make me brain go fast”

“What do you want now, attention huh?” Shiva spoke amused at her antics

She nodded, her mouth forming a petulant pout and her hands grabbing onto his biceps with a strong grip, just as she was about to tuck her head into his shoulder, he smothered her pout with a rough and needy kiss. As she lost herself to the sensations he was causing about her entire body, the last fleeting thought her mind had was that she would never have enough of this. Never.

A/N: I am so sorry guys for the delay in updating, but my finals are coming up close and I'm literally swamped with work, but they end soon enough so will be back to updating regularly! Hope you guys enjoy this update! ❤️

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