As Advay pushed Chandni towards the booked hotel room, she realised it was not going to be their regular slowly enjoyed session. The pressure of his curled fingers on her arm told her, he was at his limit and could just do anything today.
She was suddenly, achingly vulnerable, open to anything he wanted to do, and she shook in a combination of thrilling abandon and crippling fear. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes. I can do this, she told herself. I can do this. She opened her eyes and biting her lip walked forward into the room.
Advay’s mouth fastened on hers before he knew what he was doing. His patience completely vanished. He considered himself a master in the art of pacing, but one thrust between her lips wrecked any type of control he’d ever had. This was no easy, gentle, his usual slow seduction kiss. This was a no-holds-barred war with no survivors. And Advay loved every moment of his total surrender.
He possessed her lips with rough, wholehearted ardour, revelling at the feel of her body arching against his. In response, he started shrugging out of his hindering jacket.
He was dying of lust, his flesh heavy and aching with the need to take her. He kissed her without restraint, sucking, almost gnawing, stroking the inside of her mouth in ways almost too delicious to bear.
He kept trying to feel more of her, kiss her more deeply, and instinctively she tried to help him, sucking on his tongue with a little sound of pleasure. The hair on the back of his neck lifted as a chill of delight climbed up his spine to the base of his skull.
Advay went dizzy with desire and pleasure. He couldn’t pull her body close enough, he needed parts of her he couldn’t reach. His hands shook with the need to find the sweet pale skin beneath the heavy fabric of her clothes.Patience was lost to him to unbutton her blouse; he wasted no time and just ripped it open.
He wasted no time in tugging off rest of her clothes, until she stood bare in front of him. There was simply nothing as sexy as a woman who dressed in all finesse to reveal such glory underneath her shy veneer.
"I love you"
She whispered and he felt so proud in heart that he swelled further.
“I love you, too. But today, I just want to devour you.”
He had no patience left today. He just opened his fly to free his aching self and pushed her against the wall.
His jean clad rough legs pressed against her soft ones, his still clothed body holding every inch of her still as he kept kissing her, devouring her whole. He nudged her legs farther apart while she panted; then hooked one of her thighs around his waist to secure her. She moaned and pushed her hips up, her fingers digging into his hair as she held him against her and demanded more.
His clothes felt bristly.... chaffing against her soft core……. Helpless for any resistance, she offered herself up to him, drowning in the intense pleasure of his wicked lovemaking…….The sharp edges of his teeth raking across her body……It almost bordered on pain. There was no finesse or seduction, just the primitive thrusts driving her upward on their Mount Everest in brutal determination to make her keep up with his fast pace.
She clung to his shoulders, barely able to hold on with her whole body clenching and shuddering, as he pushed both beyond their cliff.
He pressed gentle kisses everywhere, stroking her body with slow, calming touches, bringing her back up step-by-step. His lips took hers,tasting, giving, cupping her cheeks with a tenderness that made her ache.
When finally, she came down from her climax, she had almost sunk in the wall, aching all over; yet staring into his whiskey-gold eyes……There was lust! There was love! There was admiration!……..In spite of the brutal pain in her backside, she felt triumphant.
He threw himself on the bed drained out completely and satiated totally. His eyes remained closed while he soaked in the inebriating satiation internally.
"That was simply amazing.”
He smiled at her from the bed staring up at her with a fierce satisfaction that gave him the look of a conqueror. His eyes slid over her satiated slack body and revelled in every glorious inch.
Even though Advay had seen her without clothes too many times to count, his being fully clothed while she stood in front of him; her complete body open for his raunchy viewing, just felt different. She couldn’t quite meet his gaze. She averted her eyes to the ground, looking for her jeans.
“Why are you dressing up? I have not had enough of you."
She blushed; yet took courage in her Chandu swag retort.
“Hopefully, you’ll never in life be able to get enough of me.”She paused, “But now, just hold yourself in and go and buy me some clothes. You have broken all my buttons. I don’t have anything to wear and shops may close soon.”
“I’ll order them.” His body felt too limp to move.
“No!” She warned, “Neither I want to wait for some delivery boy anxiously nor having him knocking on the door when I am like this. You’ll go yourself and get them. Now!”
Reluctantly, he pushed himself up and dressed back……Perils of haste in lovemaking….He knew hundred other options to bring her new clothes; yet he didn’t argue.
She had indulged his almost animalistic passion; it was his turn now to indulge her loving demand…..and the pleasure of thinking of her body while selecting clothes for her…..he licked his lower lip in lustful seductiveness! Yes, I haven’t had enough of her.
“Chandu, you’ll lock the door and then not open it for anybody. Remember That!...... I am carrying the key; so I will come in directly. So if anybody knocks, you will not respond at all. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes Dev, but you’re telling me as if I am a kid…… Don’t worry,I’ll take care…..specially because of my current state.” She showed her broken jean fastener.
A laugh broke out of him, “That’s the proof of my passion!”
“uhn….passion”….. She rolled the word around in mockery as she used to do much earlier in Allahabad to ridicule him and then whined with mocking pout, “My body hurts!”
His laughter, widening with her mocking face, suddenly faded out completely.
“Chandu, did I hurt you a lot? I am sorry, Katto!” He was almost pleading.
Her heart ached with his concern. She smiled, “No, Dev! Don’t worry! I am OK. Now go and return fast.”
Mamaji and Abbu sat happily chatting in the hall of haveli.
“ Sukhia has checked out that man with golden tooth thoroughly.He seems to be the same whom Sukhia is tracking. I’ll ask Sukhia to give one final check again; then maybe we can tell Advay and Veer. My hunch is that he’s the culprit. What do you think, Mamaji?”
“I agree with you, Bhaisahab. But both boys will ask for some proof. They won’t allow anything based on hunches. I have checked out Ranbeer’s goons, nobody has Gold tooth in front. If Sukhia can somehow point out the man to me, I’ll try and jog my memory if I have seen him earlier then.”
Just then, PP arrived at the door.
“Mamaji, I have good news.”
“Pratham beta. Come and sit. You have met Abbu, Veer’s father,already!”
“Namaste, Chachaji.” He greeted Abbu and then turned to Mamaji but his eyes kept searching for Meghna.
“Mamaji, I have good news! I’ll take Meghna to introduce to my mother.”
“That’s really great news, Pratham beta!” Mamaji’s face beamed,“Your mother agreed to the marriage?”
“I haven’t told her, yet! Mamaji, you know already, she never says NO for anything to me. I am sure; she’ll be happy with the thought of my marriage.”
Mamaji’s face fell immediately, “But Beta, shouldn’t you tell her first?”
“Mamaji, I just want to take Meghna and surprise my mother.”
“That’s very nice! Mamaji, I’ll send Mithai as gift to Pratham’s mother.”
Mamaji smiled but his brows were crowded with worry.
Advay felt happy at heart, yet a little guilty……for Chandni as well as his family…… Chandni must be hurting but I can make it up to her. She’s with me but the family is away…… He suddenly had acted as teenager and come away at the spur of moment from his family. He reached out for his mobile immediately and called DD.
“Hey DD!”
“AD? What’s the matter? Is everything OK?” There was concern in his voice.
Advay smiled, “At my end, absolutely OK. How are things there?Family all OK?”
DD’s voice remained serious, “Yes, they are all OK. I left them safe at apartment but then I had to come away to Hospital.”
“What happened? Are you OK?” Advay shrieked in worry.
“I’m fine, AD. This is a hospital call. I have come to meet a boy who’s under my Nucleo-medicine treatment. We’re doing a clinical trial. No other treatment could work for him earlier.”
“Nucleo-medicine?”
“Yes! New Latest Advanced techniques of gene therapy.”
“Oh! I envy you, AD!.... You save lives through your work.”
“Heck, No!” DD was emphatic, “Everything is Allah ki Marji (God’s will). I am just helping out with some auto immunity issues. You are no lesser. You bloody even help Pentagon.”
Yes! Advay was advisory for Pentagon with the name of Varun Arora. He immediately thought, he must check out with them to support in his big mission with Papad King.
“I won’t keep you up. You must be busy. All my prayers with the boy and you.”
Of course, DD was dealing with something very important for him and Advay cared huge. But he had to first check whether Miku was taking care of family.
“Bhai, how are you? How’s Bhabhi?”
“She’s fine, Miku. Everything at home, OK? How are Naani and Maasi?”
Miku smiled, his Bhai cared for every person in the family even when he was away with his wife.
“Naani is little tired after the excursion so she’s resting. Maasi on phone with her friends as expected.” Miku chuckled.
“Aadi must be tired, too! Where’s he?”
“He’s right here with me trying to beat me at the video game. Now Bhai, don’t stress yourself with worry. All are fine, OK! You can enjoy with Bhabhi........If you keep worrying unnecessarily.....I'm warning you...... just watch, I’ll make you also Chirkut one day!” Miku laughed at his own joke.
Advay’s features turned stark and he replied in stern voice.
“I repeat, Miku! Stop being a prankster; otherwise one day life might play pranks with you.” He disconnected without any further word.
Miku’s face fell at Bhai’s reproach. Somehow, Bhai was too serious with life. Never ever relaxing a bit; not even when on vacation!
He suddenly remembered Di was away; but of course there was no cause to worry and inform Bhai about.
He thought of Shikha sulking in the room; would Bhai’s words stand true someday?
Advay was surprised himself at the sudden burst of outrage inside him the moment the family safety was in any way not taken seriously. Had Chandni been there, she would rebuke him immediately for being too serious with Miku. But then, security was a serious matter!
Especially with the mission he had undertaken. As already stressed by DD, the risk element was too big. But of course, neither Miku nor Chandni knew that. They couldn't be blamed.
The next Advay dialled his Pentagon contact.
The men he was dealing with were business giants and each of them powerful in their own way. If they joined forces, it would be difficult for Advay to keep his pressure on them continued. He was going to need all kinds of support from top level power sources.
He had a smile on when the call finished and he proceeded to do shopping for Chandni.
Darsh and the doctor’s team stood around the patient’s bed. Haider would need a dialysis process before and after the contrast media dye injections. His body was frail already and his kidney had a risk to fail with the strong drug administration. Darsh was seriously engaged in therapy discussions; when he heard the young lad’s painful whimper.
He turned to Haider whose face clearly showed, the pain was unbearable. Darsh was shaken from within.
“I know you are in pain, Haider. I wish there was something I could do about it.” his voice was hugely sincere.
“Actually, you can!” The young lad somehow managed to moan out the words.
Darsh was astounded. If he could possibly take the boy’s pain, he would have. What was it, that Haider knew but doctors didn’t; which could take away his pain. Just for a flickering moment, a thought flashed in his mind causing horror. The boy shouldn’t request mercy killing or something like that. Darsh was so horrified that no words came out of him.
“I have always been a huge fan of you from the time I heard your songs on FM. I wanted to see you perform in live.”
Relief mixed with joy flooded on Darsh’s face, “Of course! That can be easily arranged……. Haider, why didn’t you ask me this before if you enjoyed my singing?”
Darsh was pretty surprised that Haider had not told him this desire earlier when he was not so sick. Nothing would have stopped Darsh from arranging his attendance right from the stage itself.
“Just like that, I didn’t ask! But now, I want to enjoy your concert before I go through this treatment.”
Now! That was a catch! But anything for the innocent boy!Darsh turned to the doctors,
“Can I sing in this room or will it disturb the other patients.”
“We appreciate your sentiments; but as a policy and also because this is ICU, we cannot allow it. Physically, the sound may not be right for patients and otherwise emotionally not right for their relatives.”
“And I want a proper concert, not just you singing alone. That you do many a times at your place.”
Darsh smiled at Haider’s reference of your place. Darsh was always used to calling it that way.
“Can he be taken out, maybe in ambulance or something?”
“In Haider’s present body vitals we would not advise it.”
Darsh turned to glance back and the helpless disappointment on Haider’s face hit him. His mind made up a decision and he turned to start making calls.
He stood frozen in his place as his gaze fell on Pooja standing at the door frame, leaning against it quietly watching him.
“Poooja?” He was suddenly concerned, “Is everything OK?” ......It did seem OK since she looked peaceful standing there.
“Absolutely, OK! I just came for you!”
Her smile was priceless.
“For me?” Darsh turned back, “Could you please excuse us for sometime.”
The doctors nodded.
“Yeh Pooja Didi Hai na?” Haider asked with a smile bright on his withered face. (She's Pooja didi, right?)
Darsh nodded at him with a smile and walked up to Pooja, “Come!”
As the two walked together down the corridor, Pooja asked him, ”Who is he?”
“You don’t know him.” Darsh said nonchalantly.
“Obviously! That’s why I am all ears! And he knows me, so I have a right to know who he is.”
“He’s Dai-Jaan’s son.”
“Dai-Jaan?” Pooja tried to jog her memory, and then an image flashed, “Oh Voh Apni Dai jaan?”
Darsh smiled at her reference but still corrected her, “Meri DaiJaan. You must have met her just once or twice. She died long back, even earlier to Ammi. You started coming regularly after Ammi.”
“I know that! Now give me the not known story without me asking every question.”
The way she was showing natural right on him, exactly as she did when they were young; he felt good at heart and then there was nothing to hide.
“OK! Obviously, You'll not let me go unless I tell you from beginning!” He started as he steered her towards the hospital restaurant,
“Ammi had found Daijaan on London roadside howling in her labour. Ammi took her to hospital and Haider was born in front of her eyes.
Daijaan had been cheated and had no place to go to and no relatives. So Ammi employed her for taking care of my needs and housework. When Daijaan died, Ammi promised her on deathbed that she would lifelong ensure that Haider was taken proper care of.
Ammi got him admitted to boarding school. When Ammi died, she requested Baba to always take care of Haider as it was her promise and the boy born in front of her eyes was close to her heart.”
He watched as Pooja reached in her bag to take out something.
“I wasn’t really involved; though Haider sometimes came over our place to stay for short while. Baba used to take care of all of his things. When he fell sick and doctors gave up; that’s when Baba got me involved.”
Pooja looked at him and smiled enigmatically. It was so typical of Darsh to strive to fulfil his dead mother’s promise to a third person and never ever mention it as anything big. Aloud she said,
“So typical of Ammi! I have never ever met a kinder woman.”
Darsh smiled! His Ammi! Cherished the most in his heart! Missed the most in his mind!
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Well! In The Pics, he doesn't so much look like Advay; but Barun has done such fantabulous acting in Derma that I couldn't not use his expressions.
As such the scene demanded such pics which aren't available for Advay. Arnav's lovemaking is in altogether different set up and context. Further, everybody is in avatar change in this new season; so mouke ka faayada uthaaya.(Took advantage of situation)
I hope you girls find that the kind of ardency seen in story is shown through pics and vice versa, scene writing is apt for Barun's pics.
Haider is another new entry in the show; but not a new track. AD has a Murli popping up every now and then so DD gets Haider. He'll be key for some further episodes and keep popping just anytime to support.
Apart from the love stories, this show has strong elements of two separate revenge stories as well. Things are happening in background; while the couples enjoy love in the air!
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AnnDan @AnnDan
4 years ago
Hot Chapter)) Thanks Neha. I will wait for the continuation. I have an uneasy feeling. I'm afraid Chandni will be kidnapped.