Here is the kriyansh OS Anky wanted me to write. Honestly, I had expected it to be something else but it had turned out way differently than I expected. No, Anky this is not on ang laga de because I doubt anybody could do that song as well as you did. As you said once, "you don't try to perfect perfection." So, here is my new OS ia completely different situation. Dedicated to all my dear friends, kash, anky, anki, sarsar, divyani, shazzy,vaish, uppi, akshu...and all.
She avoided his gaze again. Again for the umpteenth time that day. He was in half a mind to strangle that pretty little neck. He will wrap his hands around her throat and place an open mouthed kiss on her pulse. And then...Wait. No. No, he will strangle her, choke her for avoiding him. He had sent Swayam and Sharon off on some errand. Lord knows they needed the lone time together. But, there was selfishness involved in this as well. He knew without Swayam ,she would be forced to take a ride from him.
"I am leaving dude. I am dead tired.", Vicky declared suddenly followed by a yawn to punctuate his statement.
"Drop me home, Vicky."
Reyansh nearly choked on his breath. Did she just ask Vicky to drop her home? Vicky of all people to drop her home? He looked towards her to see if he was hallucinating. No. She was looking at vicky with an expectant gaze using her big smoky eyes. Apparently, vicky was shell shocked himself. "Uh, sure.", he replied slowly glancing once at Rey.
Rey adopted his poker face, not trusting himself to be polite to them. He waited till both of them were out of sight before he allowed himself to grind his teeth. So, she wanted to play this game again. She had started avoiding him after the dance. At first, he had thought it to be virginal bashfulness of her. He was even pleased, secretly thinking he still affected her the way he used to. But then days stretched to weeks and avoidance transformed to cold indifference. He should have known. Nothing was ever that easy or simple with Kria Ghai. No, she was never satisfied till she made him walk backwards on his head. She was the only girl who had this inbuilt need to torture him. She had left him but not before she did a wonderful little tap dance on his already shattered heart. Yes, he knew the reason. But he would be damned if that worked an inch on reducing his pain. And she was in no way entitled to any anger. She should be the one doing the pacifying this time around. Not him. He quietly left his seat amongst the gang, wanting to go home. But in his subconscious he knew that was not where he will be going tonight.
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Kriya tore the picture in her hand and kept on tearing till she reduced it to bit pieces. This has been her daily ritual since that day. She destroyed one picture at a time. And then set it on fire. She was going to do this till she erased every damn memory of that man from her life. She should have done this a long time ago. But her faith in his love for her had stopped her. She had refused to let go of him thinking it would hurt him. But it was obvious now, was it not? He didn't care. He never did. She had seen evidence of it on his laptop the day of the dance. Him all wrapped around a girl like a eel. She had managed to coerce rinni into telling her the truth. And the truth had been more heartbreaking than she wanted it to be.
She was just going to light his picture on fire when the deep voice came from behind her. "What are you doing?"
She would recognise that voice even in her sleep. The voice that haunted every bloody dream of hers. She swivelled to see him leaning against the window frame watching her intently.
"It is none of your damn business."
"It is. Seeing as the picture you are ruining with meticulous detail bears a startling resemblence to me.", he said with his usual flair.
"That is all it is. You are NOT the guy in the picture." Yes, the man in the picture was her Rey, not somebody else's. " How you entered my room?", she asked as an afterthought.
The bitterness in her sentences had thrown him offguard but the irate question made him smirk.
"The ever reliable window.", he replied with nonchalance. This was familiar territory. He knew how to be a hunk. Came naturally to him. Only the next thing she said left him stunned.
"Ah, you must have had a lot of practice there. Tell me Reyansh, did the other girl's house had a pipeline as well???? Or was it an ivy you used? Maybe a tree?"
Kria cursed herself for letting it show. For saying those lines as soon as she uttered them. She wanted the earth to swallow her whole. She had wanted to gradually cut him off her life till there was nothing left. She did not want a confrontation. She did not need explanations. Because that meant letting her feelings show. Exposing her heart where the wound was still too raw. No, he needed to leave her home now. Before she collapsed on the floor from the anguish in her chest. This was her sanctuary. He had no right to invade it.
"Leave now, reyansh. I don't want to call the police on you.", she said surprised at how confident her voice sounded, despite the tremors in her heart. Reyansh flicked off the threat with a mere shrug. She would not do that. And nobody could make her do that. And there was a more pressing matter at hand. He wanted to know why her eyes brimmed with unshed tears. Why she was clenching her fist every now and then? What had she said? Something about another girl. An image of Taani flashed before his eyes. But he thought she knew about that. Had she not said that she knew he moved on? But there were so many ways of moving on, a part of him said.
"Which girl are you talking about?", he asked her tentatively.
"How many were there?" the sudden fire in her eyes sent a shudder down his spine. Oh lord, she did not know. Her stone face and blazing eyes confirmed it. He wanted to give her an explanation, an excuse. He wanted to defend himself. Infact, he knew exactly how to defend himself. She had left him, had she not? Without an explanation. He was entitled to a life. Oh, there were so many justifications. But as he looked into her eyes and saw the wound behind the anger, his mouth dried up. It refused to offer any explanations. Instead, he felt like punishing himself or better yet, to ask her to punish him. But she is already doing that. Shutting him out. But his selfish heart refused to accept that punishment. It will take any form of physical torment or mental torture. But will not lose her again. He was sure he would die this time around.
"She distracted me. Taani. She loved me and well, I was grateful to her. After you left, I thought I was unworthy. That there was something wrong with me. So yeah, I was grateful to her for loving me." there he had said it. He admitted to himself something he had never dared to before. Believing it would make him look fickle. But he was ready to do anything ,acknowledge anything to keep her by his side.
The blood pounded in Kria's ears as the minutes ticked by. Reyansh's words registered in her mind. but she refused to accept it. No, he cannot get off so easy. Not after twisting a hot knife in her heart.
"Puppy love.", she found herself whispering. She needed to do something, anything to make him experience the pain. "Abhishek said you are nothing more than a teenage crush. You and I never existed. You are puppy love. He was right."
Reyansh nostrils flared as his hand clutched the bed rest with crushing force. He heard the wood crunching beneath his grip. He was torn between the need to spank the girl in front of him and hunting down the guy in question. He will teach him a much needed lesson on how not to fill the ears of his woman. He had not realised when he had started stalking kriya.
Kriya found herself being backed up against a wall. Shehad been in this all too familiar position with this same man way too many times before. She assured herself that she would not be affected by this man anymore. Not after knowing those hands had caressed someone else. But her body betrayed her as it always did in his proximity. Her pupils dilated and her nostrils flared wanting to inhale the scent ofmusk and pines with the hint of something distinctly masculine. Oh how she had craved this smell. Even during his days as her star crossed lover, he had always carried this smell around him.
"Puppy love, is it?" she would have almost missed the whispered query had she not seen his lips moving. Lips that were way too close to her. She knew the look on his face. The look of a man wanting to prove something. "I will show you puppy love.",he said in a husky voice. Kria gulped hard as she sensed the promise in his words.
(Bachcha log, not mature people. This is the part where you all should leave. It is highly recommended)
She made a half hearted attempt to move away from where she was caged between his arms. But she had no such luck as he pinned her arms behind her effectively rendering her immobile. His gaze roamed her entire length as it caressed her intimately, lingering at certain places. Her previously passive body flared to life as places she was not even aware burned shamelessly. Her buds hardened and poked out of her sheer top causing a delicious friction with his chest.She saw him inhale a deep breath as his arms shot out to engulf her form in a crushing grip. There was nothing gentle about it. His single arm surrounded the expanse of her petite form as he lifted her up effortlessly. She wanted to struggleagainst him but her body betrayed her, wanting to stay in his embrace.
She was thrown on her bed and his form joined hers a moment later. His body hovered over hers, his breath smelling of mint as it blew down on her. After what felt like an eternity, he meshed his lips with hers capturing her in a kiss. Kisses of first love should be gentle, careful and leisurely. But this was far from it. This was punishing, consuming. She knew what it meant. It was a blatant act of possession. He was staking his claim over her. Her whole body went up in flames as his rough callused hands stroked her silky skin discarding her garments along the way. Taking some of them off and tearing the rest of them. His mouth planted hot open mouthed kisses starting a trail below her jaw and ending aboveher neckline. And then he was kneading her curves first gently and then harder till she was crying from the pleasure. She was sure they would leave a mark later. She also knew he was not done with her, not by a long measure. The sensations overwhelmed her. He was caressing, grasping, biting and kissing her all at the same time. She grinded against him seeking something . It came as a relief when he finally thrusted into her. But her relief was short lived as he continued the torture on a whole different level. He took her in slow long strokes relishing the feel of her wrapped around him. He bit his lips trying to restrain himself from taking her the way he wanted to.hard and fast. But as she digged her nails into his back drawing blood and her muscles gloriously clenched , he knew he was a goner. He abandoned all semblance of control and started plunging into into her over and over again. Each drive sending her that much closer to the edge, each push sending him that much deeper into her. She needed something, she was not sure what. And then in a flash of pure clarity , uninhibited bliss and sudden epiphany they collapsed in each other's arms. Their screams resounded in the room and in that moment they knew that there was no other. That they had always belonged to each other...
Reyansh was aware of the soft body moving beside him and saying his name in his ear. "Reyansh.", Kria did not want to wake him up from his slumber. But the matter was urgent. "hmmm...", came his lazy reply.
"Reyansh, I will scoop out your eyes and feed them to the eagles and string you by the balls to a nearby tree if you dare look at any woman again.", There she had said it. She smiled as she heard him laughing, a deep low belly laugh that resonated in the room. He gathered her in his arms and said with the most straight face on. "I will cooperate with you, I promise.". And it was true. He will die a thousand deaths for her if she so wished. He was happy his feisty baatcutter was back. As much as he loved the mushy Kria, she was not the one who had stolen his heart afterall.
Yeah, I know your reaction... What was that?? Honestly speaking, even I don't know. Just ignore my goof ups , will you????? I did it for my friends.
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