This was written by me AGES ago but I hope you all like it ..
DM pretending to be asleep as Santo admires him :
Santo's tiny fingers lingered on his lips for a while as DM tried desperately from keeping that huge grin off his face. He could not believe this was Santo doing all this .. he had never imagined that she saw him in a romantic light ever.. and there he was .. who thought that he would be unfair on her if he imposed a physical relationship on her because of the huge age difference between them and also because the marriage was a forced one.. and he was not sure of her feelings towards him .. he still was not sure, even as Santo sat back and smiled at him .. wishing she could stare at him forever ..
Something struck Santo and she went to the windows ..
She was surprised to see that the window was open .. her first reflex was to look at Subhadra's lamp near the portrait. It had gone out .. Malik would be very angry she thought .. she rushed over to the portrait.. DM did not dare open his eyes but he heard the quick sounds of her payal across the room and could make out that she was near the portrait.. he took a wild guess that her back would be facing her, and opened his eyes a little bit .. just enough to see that Santo, his chokri was putting ghee into the lamp .. he smiled genuinely at her..
How much she thought of him and those little things which could bother him.. and more so the little things that always made him happy.. he wondered, in contrast, if he knew even a single thing that made her happy or made her smile.. he frowned .. maybe he had made her life miserable.. he could not believe the storm inside him .. was he right or was he wrong? What should he do? Just hold her hand and tell her that he loves her .. or just go with the flow..
DM slumped back into the pillow as Santo turned back to look at him, not realising that he was awake. Suddenly, Baa called out to her and asked her to remind DM that he had to go to the temple early today .. Santo blushed at the thought of reminding her hubby anything and just blushed.. DM waited in anticipation for her soft voice to call out for him .. after what seemed like ages, Santo's soft voice broke the silence..
"Ji .. suniye... ji .. "
DM thought to himself "Why isnt she calling me maalik today? is that a sign that she thinks of me as something else now?"
DM pretended like he did not hear her ..
Santo came closer to him to make her voice heard... he just turned his face around.. Santo was now even closer to him in a desperate bid to wake him ..
DM grumbled and asked her lazily "Shu thaiyyo? What is ..."
and stopped at the look in Santo's eyes ..
DM is totally taken by the look in Santo's eyes ..
her lips are about to part.. calling out to him but they stop mid-way ....making
her look even more adorable to him.. he just wanted to reach out and touch her .. but something inside kept him from doing so .. maybe all that he need was a signal from her.. for the moment, her eyes seemed to be telling him a thousand things .. and he was getting a LOT of ideas..
DM buried his face in the pillow again.. as if telling Santo that he wants to
sleep and not to wake him up .. she was standing very close to the bed
now and was afraid of falling on to him when suddenly as DM turned towards her, trying to go to sleep .. his hand clutched her and pulled her on .. forcing her to sit at the edge of the bed as he finally looked up ... at her face .. properly for the first time this morning..
Santo was too nervous..
she shifted un-easily and even then DM did not leave her hand ..
Santo's waist-long jet black hair had it's own charm .. and DM was never unaffected by her natural beauty .. he could not resist her hair.. hanging so close to his face.. luring him..
He moved his face a little bit forward so that her hair now fell on his face... his cheeks... he closed his eyes and sighed deeply.. gently letting go of her hand.. but like he was still telling her to stay.. to stay a little bit more..
She filled up his senses.. even when she did nothing at all .. Santo was now beet red..
DM combed her hair with his hand weaving through her hair .. sending a gazillion shivers down Santo's spine .. the worst part was she could not stop him.. the best part was .. she did not want to ..
santo sighed deeply as his fingers trailed on her back as he moved them through her hair. he stopped at her back because he thought of something but for santo that pause seemed to drive her off the edge with his fingers touching just the right place on her back. she inhaled sharply.
meanwhile,
dm now supported his head on one hand and a propped elbow while he entangled and detangled her hair with the other...
"santo..."
his deep whisper drove her mad. she sensed a long and loving longing to love and be loved in his voice as it broke as his voice trailed off. she just murmured something in response..
"hmm?...."
as he could not hear anything, he placed his hand on her arm and lazily turned her around. when she faced him her eyes were closed. dm just laid down enjoying the beauty of the moment, taking her in with each passing breath...
"santo..."
she breathed heavily..he realised how strongly she felt for him. he sat up and looked at her wanting her to look at him but her eyes were still closed..as he said her name again she sighed and told him to continue saying her name for it was the sweetest language for her..she finally opened her eyes..they brimming with nothing but love and adoration for him. he looked back at her lovingly. she called out to him but he just moved closer and covered her mouth with his fingers..
as his fingers tingled her senses and flitted playfully with her soft lips, he asked her to call him by his name. she moved her head to say no. he dabbed her lips with his finger a little and told her to do it..call him by his name. she just blushed..
"alright now if i am someone asking your husbands first name, what would you say?"
she turned deep red and started playing with her hands and stealing glances at him, finally dared
"dharamraj.."
she felt like her shame killed her but the love in his eyes made her feel the joy of rebirth a 1000 times over..
"santo...."
his voice turned hoarse...
=]
<3
Edited by ronitfan - 15 years ago
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