Hello! Here's the 2nd update of the day!
It was the evening of the wedding. The bride had gone to get ready four hours earlier. The area where the wedding was being held was decorated lavishly. It looked like a dream. Like a exubernt bollywood set from one of samjay leela bhansali films.
Shravan and sumo has spent their past day with their friends, having fun and once, they even sneaked out to have some time to themselves. They simply walked around talking. He told her about London. His life there and his friends. The day of the wedding arrived and both of them got busy in helping.
Shravan had come to his room just in time for a quick shower and got dressed. He wore a black sherwani, which he put on in not time, but his hair took the most time to set. He was supposed to meet sumo at her room so he took one last glance at himself and walked over to her door.
Sumo had started getting ready with less than half hour to do so. She fumbled around, looking for her sandles. She wore a dark red ghagra with a black choli, adorned with bronze zari work. The dupatta was a dull green net with zari bootis sprangled on it. She put on her jhumkas and sandles, her make up was done. All she had to do was wait for anjali to come back and help her tie her choli at the back. She frenzied around for last minute touches.
The door of her room was ajar so he pushed it and walked in a step. She was a mesmerizing blur of red and black, scurrying around. He was spellbound.
Sumo heard the room door open and sighed in relief. "Thankgod anjali tum aagayi! Please yaar ye tie kardo! Achha, ek baat batana, ye neck kuch zyada deep toh nahi hai na, as in not too much cleavage na? She said checking herself in the mirror and adjusting her top. And that's when she noticed the figure standing behind her by the door. She instantly turned around.
Her words snapped him out of his reverie. She was looking at him wide eyed and then she suddenly looked down like she was embarassed. He understood why she looked down. Her top wasn't tied properly and it exposed a lot so he looked away.
Sumo: im sorry mujhe laga anjali hai...
Shravan: im sorry wih door khula tha toh mai aagaya...
She just looked down as she felt his gaze on her, lingering. After a few moments of silence, he asks quietly " mai help kardoon?"
She looked at him hesitantly and nodded slowly. He took slow steps towards her and stood in front of her. Her breathing become shallow as her heart pounded in her chest.
She turned around and faced the mirror so her back was to him. He looked at her long mane of silky curls flowing down her back. One lose strand of the blouse hung from each of her sides. He moved closer and she could feel him inching in. Slowly, he raised one had and slowly with his fingers, he moved her long hair to one side, exposing her back. His breath hitched inside his throat and his jaw slackened. His fingers yearned to run over her smooth skin.
Sumo felt his feather like fingers move her hair to one side and she could hear her heart in her ears.
He tried to control his actions but it was so difficult. Unconciously or conciously, his hand moved to the nape of her neck and his fingers glided over skin downwards, making her arch her back. Sumo's eyes closed as she felt him touch her. His fingers were setting fires on her skin everywhere they touched. He placed his entire palm on the back of her shoulder and pressed a little. Sumo could feel his warm breath on her skin. Shravan tried to move away but couldnt. Slowly, he grabbed one strand of the cloth and then the other. He knotted it once and then twice like shoelace. His fingers grazed her skin as he did, sending currents in her body. After he was done, he moved backwards and grabbed her dupatta from the bed. Sumo looked at him through the mirror as he opened the dupatta and lay it across her shoulders, letting the sides fall. He held her shoulders from over the sleeves and the dupatta and looked at their reflection in the mirror. Sumo couldnt take his eyes off of him. He looked divine. He bent down to her ear and whispered to her, "You look breathtaking." she blushed profusely at his words and turned around to face him. His hands slithered down from her shoulders to her elbows, pulling her even closer. She looked at his freshly groomed face, his perfect lips and dark eyes, hooded with desire. She placed her hands on his chest. She moved them upwards and ran her finger on the skin on his neck and the grze his adams apple which bobs ad he gulps down. She then buckled the top of his sherwani that he had forgot to deal with. She sighed and looked at his lips again as she tilted her head and grazed a finger against his jawline. "Do you have to look like this? Looks like i'll have kill a bitch today...She better back off..." He chuckled and added "blush aaj zyada lagaliya kya?" She smiled and swatted his chest. She walks away from him and grabs her phone. "Ek picture toh banti hai!" She says. He takes her phone and pulls her into him with his free arm. He clicks a selfie with her front burried in his as her head touches his chin. She looks up at him and in a moment, she plants a kiss on his cheek as he clicks a picture. He is pleasantly surprised and turns to look at her. He returns the favour by kissing her forehead and clicking that too.
Sumo then properly sets her dupatta and both of them leave the room.
Heyyy! So it's up! Hope you all like it!! Lemme know what you think!
Peace out!
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