Sh: Swayam... swayam utho na its 11am... how much are you going to sleep...
she took a pillow and hit him lightly with it...
he just took the pillow and kept it over his ear...
sw: sharon,.jao na let me sleep...
sh: aare itna toh bata toh tum lunch mein kya khaoge...? chinese, Japanese, Labenese, Mexican ya Italian???
sw: uuff oh... tum mujhe sone nai dogi na...
sh: un uh... *nodding in negative* batao na Swayam please...
sw: aacha I would like to eat Roti, Sabzi, Dal and rice...
sh: what the... swayam iski recipe toh internet pe nai hai...
sw: *facepalm* tum yeh saari cuisine net pe dekh ke banane wali thi??
sh: haan aur kya... you know na baby I dont know how to cook...
sw: par muje toh yahi khana hai...
sh: aacha ill order it from the restaurant...
she bent a little to pick up the phone when Swayam got hold of her hand
sw: nai not from the restaurant... muje tumhare haath ka bana hua khana hai...
sh: swayam you know na I cant cook
sw: I dont care... khana toh tumhare haath ka hi khaunga varna ill stay hungry *pouting*
sh: aacha aacha ill try...
she pecked him on his cheeks and left for the kitchen...
Sharon was trying to prepare the dough but kabhi aata zyaada ya kabhi paani zyaada gir jaata...
she stomped her foot... aarrgghh I can never cook...
sw: aisa kisne kaha...
sh: kehne ki zarurat kya hai... you can clearly see it.. btw tum kab aaye?
sw: aabhi aabhi aaya... and chalo lets cook together then... what say?
sh: hhmm not a bad idea...
swayam took both her hands in his and they started preparing the dough... sharon could feel a high volt jolt pass through her entire body... suddenly in between swayam started placing light kisses on her shoulder and neck... sharon was losing her control... she so wanted to give in...
sh: Sway... swayam yeh tum kya kar rahe ho...
sw: pyaar :D
sh: choddo muje... varna...
sw: varna kya...? *still kissing her neck and shoulder*
sharon took dry dough in her hand and threw it on swayam... and ran away to the bedroom
sw: Sharon ki baachi your so dead...
swayam took dry dough in his hand... and ran behind her...
In the room he locked the door behind him so that she cannot escape...
he threw all the dough on her... and while playing they fall on the bed... swayam on top of sharon... he caught both her hands... and LLHH... swayam was lost in her green orbs... her breath started becoming heavier... he slowly caressed her face and went closer to her face... he tried to kiss her but suddenly she gained her consious back... she pushed him slightly and ran into the bathroom... she tried to close the door but it was too late... swayam already entered the bathroom...
sh: swayam please let me go...
sw: no ways honey now your all mine... aaj toh tumhe koi bhi nai baccha sakta...
sharon was about to say something when she slipped on the bathroom floor and fell into the bathtub...
sh: oouucchh...
swayam just followed the suit... he unbuttoned his shirt and got into the bathtub... he constantly kept looking into her eyes... sharon started losing herself in his deep chocolate brown orbs...
swayam just got near her and closed the distance between them...
he kissed her on her ears sucking it slowly it was affecting sharon like a drug... she could not help but moan his name... SWAYAM...
he moved more closer to her... and moved down the chain of her dress... all this while his gaze was constantly fixed on sharon... and sharon did not even dare to blink...
he slowly kissed and sucked each part of her face... he placed his hand on her bare shoulders... he fixed his gaze on her lips n then on her eyes and then again on her lips... sharon just closed her eyes and gave in...
he just pressed his lips onto hers... sharon just took in the intoxicated scent of his lips on her... but then she could not resist his temptation and responded... their lips moved in sync... and moulded into one... she locked her fingers in his soft silky wet hair...
after what felt like ages they came up for air... he placed light kisses on her hand from her shoulders to her each and every finger... sharon could help but jump...
They drowned themselves in the pool of love... passion... intensity...
after a while in the bedroom:
sharon in her bathrobe and swayam in his cargos but shirtless...
Sharon took a dry towel and was drying swayam hair...
sw: Aaye dont touch my julfein
sh: naaaww... aisa kyu??
sw: because I love them more than anything...
sh: haaww... mujse bhi zyaada??
sw: yes.. more than anything...
sh: only because I cant cook, you dont love me anymore na... ??
sw: yes I dont love you
sh: *started crying* please swayam dont do that... i swear ill learn how to cook... i have absolutely nothing except your love...
sw: hey hey *he cupped her face* listen I was just joking... even if you dont learn to cook ill love you more than myself... me toh sirf mazak kar raha tha...
sh: mazak me bhi aisa kabhi mat bolna...
swayam opens the drawer and places the scissors in Sharon's hand...
sh: yeh kiss liye...?
sw: you can cut them... I dont love anything more than you...
sh: haaw your fault I love them more than I love you...
sw: aacha bacchu...
he pulls her hand and she falls off from the bed directly onto his lap
he starts tickling her...
sh: aacha aacha I am sorry... I love you the most...
he stops tickling her and hugs her...
sw: aacha aaj bhuka hi rehna padega ??? *still hugging*
sh: *sad*
sw: aacha you just sit in the kitchen I cook for both of us?
sh: yaaay your the best hubby in the whole world...
sw: vo toh main hu...
and he kissed her on her nose...
he just picked her up in his arms and they made their way into the kitchen...
-THE END-
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