Pyaar
Part Eighteen
Angad and Kripa sat in front of the priest; fingers entwined as the priest scanned there birth books. They were lost in there own world playing, teasing, pinching each other. The priest smiled at the couple knowingly and cleared his throat. Startled Angad and Kripa sat up straight; hands still entwined but between the two.
"After six days is a very special day; if the marriage happens that day it will be very good" he spoke
Everyone smiled approvingly "Thank you" tulsi and Parvati escorted him.
Minutes later Angad and kripa's small game was again interrupted "you have two days for shopping Kripa and Angad. You won't be allowed outside the house after that, until your wedding" tulsi informed
Angad frowned but smiled "ok; I guess we'll go today then" Angad said standing up, pulling Kripa with him "the earlier the better"
Tulsi smiled at the couple "Anjali, why don't you come with us?" Kripa asked
Angad nudged her "why are you calling her?" he whispered
Kripa looked at him with raised brows "For shopping" she whispered back
He frowned "but I want to be with you alone" he whispered back
"Angad" she pinched him "she's your sister; now shut up"
He frowned as she smiled at his childish behaviour "not today Kripa" Anjali answered "I have to got somewhere" she informed "you two carry on, I'm sure Bhai doesn't want interruptions" she winked
Kripa blushed prettily "but you're coming with me tomorrow; you're booked, ok"
Anjali giggled "of course"
"We can complete it today" Angad spoke
"Well I want to go with Anjali alone tomorrow"
"But why?"
"None of your business" she answered walking up the stairs as he followed her. The family silently chuckled at there childish yet romantic behaviour.
Angad and Kripa walked in the mall cuddled; some people stared, some admired, some were disgusted but it didn't affect the very much in love couple. Nothing would happen if people thought differently. They went for Angad's clothes first; they bought many clothes finally selecting a beige coloured sherwani with red ruby embroidery, giving it a graceful look.
Kripa paraded in front of Angad in many clothes on his demand. He clicked pictures of her sultry beauty. After there small parade session was dismissed; they chose a few and bought them. As they stepped out of the mall Angad spoke "Oh go, we forgot to buy your wedding dress" he exclaimed
"I know" Kripa spoke walking ahead
He caught up with her "then let's go back"
"I'm not buying it today; I'll buy it tomorrow"
"Why?" he asked curiously
She looked at him with a glint in her eyes "it's meant to be a surprise; it wont exactly be exciting if you see it before hand"
"But I want to see" he whined
"Tough luck" she giggled and walked ahead whilst he sighed and followed to the food court.
Meanwhile, Kavya and Anjali sat in the park; well actually Kavya was lying in Anjali's lap, whilst she caressed his thick silky hair "Kavya, when will we tell everyone?" she asked
"After the wedding" he answered
"Why? What's wrong now?" she asked
"Well" he started "it's Angad and kripa's wedding. We don't know how everyone will react so it's best we wait till after the wedding. These are Angad and kripa's days, lets not destroy it for them"
Anjali smiled at his thoughtfulness "thanks Kavya. You care for my family just like yours"
He sat up "well they are my family" she blushed "after all Angad was my best friend way before I fell in love with you" she pouted and frowned. He laughed and kissed her cheeks "I love you. But it is true Angad was my best friend since I was in play school" he took her hands "I fell in love with you two years ago. I knew I was completely in love with you but I was scared. It was because of Angad and Kripa I had the strength to tell you I loved you; to make you realize you loved me" he kissed her forehead "I love you" he whispered
Anjali smiled affectionately "me too"
"Say it properly"
"I did"
"Say it properly Anju"
"Ok" she started "I---- Love" he smiled "Bhai" she pushed him and ran across the park. He ran after her finally catching her near a tall tree "I love you" she whispered
He nuzzled her neck "I love you too"
Angad and Kripa were heading upstairs after there very delicious dinner, which consisted more of there intimacy. They smiled looking at each other; but were stopped in the middle "any problem?" Angad asked as he watched Kashish and Nandini block there way.
"Yes" Nandini started "you can't sleep together"
"But why?" Angad whined
"Its tradition Angad" Kashish spoke
"Duh" he rolled his eyes "it isn't, we're already married so there should be no stopping"
"Well you're getting married again so you sleep separately until you're married again. Kripa, go to Anjali's room" Nandini ordered
"But—"
"No Buts Angad" she intervened "now go to your room, Kripa will stay with Anjali for the next six days"
He frowned as Kripa giggled and walked to Anjali's room. He stomped into his own; making plans to break into Anjali's room for the time being.
Minute's later Kripa entered the room with intentions of collecting her night dress. Angad suddenly stood locking the door. She turned "why aren't you asleep?" she asked
"I need you beside me to sleep" he said embracing her
"Angad, not now, after six days"
"No" he tightened his embrace "and what were you doing out there? Why were you laughing?"
She chuckled "because it was funny" she answered
"Ha Ha Ha" he said sarcastically "it was so funny"
"Angad" she held his cheek "don't get angry"
"Of course not. Why shall I get angry; after all it was funny wasn't it?"
"Angad" she shook her head "please"
He moved his lips left then right "no"
She took his hands "you love me don't you?" He looked away "fine" she pouted "be stubborn"
She walked ahead but was pulled back into his strong arms, his lips over hers. He kissed her passionately. Trying to absorb her whilst her arms pulled him closer instinctively "don't go" he whispered broking the kiss
"I have to" she whispered back
He kissed her one last time and let her go "goodnight"
"Goodnight" she kissed his stubble cheek and left.
Kripa dragged Anjali along with her shopping for her wedding. A wedding with there lover was very special for every girl but Kripa felt herself to be happier than extremely happy having Angad as her husband. She bought her wedding dress and squealed in delight once she finalized. Anjali laughed at her excitement, teasing her every moment. She would be so shy and demure in front of her brother but here she was nothing but excited.
Kripa would rush out of the house in the mornings with Anjali and come back late in the evenings after watching a movie or so. She made Angad wait impatiently; after all what would be the fun. But Anjali being a generous sister allowed Angad to have time with Kripa every night for a half hour.
There were three days left for there special day. It was the sangeet tonight along with a mini engagement thing. Well it was tradition and a reason to get a ring. Kripa loved every moment. She had her own plans; somewhere along the lines of seducing her husband on there wedding night. Yes, she had refused that night but she wasn't ready. She wanted the moment to be special and she was somewhat scared as well. She was still scared but she wanted him mind, body and soul. Every time his lips touched hers, she was urged to go further but her husband was sweet and caring. He never went over his limits. He took care of her needs and it was undeniably sweet.
For now, the couple stood in front of each other ready to exchange rings. Kripa looked beautiful in her midnight blue beaded lengha. Her stomach was left bare; with her scarf flowing at the sides and back making her stand out. Her hair was straightened and left opened with two thick strands twisted and left in the front for style. She wore heavy antique jewellery, framing her glowing face. Her lips were shaded in a slight tint of salmon brown. Her lips outlined with a slightly darker shade. Her eyes were highlighted in a sandy beach colour mixed with a shade of blue, her eyes outlined with the dark blue colours.
Angad grinned as he stood in his dark blue salwar kameez with slight embroidery and a scarf wrapped around his neck stylishly. He took her small hands in his large ones and kissed them. The youngsters cheered for the young couple whilst the elders either shook there heads or smiled at the sweet couple. Kripa turned a shade of crimson. He took the ring from his mother and slowly slipped it on her long thin finger. He leaned forward and kissed her at the corner of her mouth. His mother pulled his ear "leave my daughter in law alone" she scolded. She held kripa's red face in her arms as everyone laughed at the petite shy girl.
Second's later Kripa slipped the ring on his finger with trembling hands. He smirked at her shiver and embraced her after she completed her task. She pushed him and ran to a secluded corner.
Kripa and Angad stared into each others eyes as the rest of there family and friends danced joyfully to the blasting music. Angad sat to one side of the hall whilst Kripa sat at his opposite. They were lost in there own world staring into the depths of each others eyes; sending silent messages.
Kavya and Anjali danced together watching the couple stealing glances "shall we help them?" Anjali suggested
"I was just going to say that"
"Yeah right" Anjali walked towards the circle of friends and discussed a small plan to bring the two lost love birds on the dance floor. They all giggled watching the lost couple.
"Come on Angad" josh pulled "it's not fair that we dance for you and you don't. It's your wedding buddy"
"But—"
"No buts" Kavya interrupted "if you want to hold her then what are you doing here; go dance"
"What will that do?" he groaned
"Trust us" Kavya winked and patted him. Josh pulled him to the dance floor. Dancing to the beat having fun, whilst his eyes were still stuck on Kripa.
Kripa blushed watching his continuous stare. God wasn't she doing that a little too much. She watched Angad move his hands and legs up and down, joining in the bhangra dance. She smiled; what would it be like feeling those hands touching her body; those legs over hers. She grinned at her erotic thoughts but was interrupted when Anjali tugged at her arm "come on Kripa, lets dance"
"No" she shook her head "I'm fine here"
"Kripa" Kashish whined "get up" she pulled her up "be a sport"
"For me" Nandini requested "I can't dance too much but please dance, I want to enjoy"
"But Bhabi I—"
She was interrupted "are you getting up or not?" Minakshi questioned
Kripa frowned "I don't want to"
"Fine; we'll have to drag you" Charu informed
"I'm tired" she reasoned but her protests went to deaf ears as the giggling girls pushed her into the dancing crowd; causing her to crash into Angad's muscular broad chest "sorry" she apologized for pushing him.
"For what?" he held her hand and kissed it "I loved it"
"Angad" she spoke
"Hmm" he leaned onto her taking her in a twirl "you look beautiful; if only I could" he stared at her desirously and licked his lips mischievously.
Kripa gasped and moved back "Angad" she whispered angrily
"Yes darling I'm listening" he said catching her waist and hands.
"You're shameless" she replied
"Thank you, these three days have been so slow and I've got another three days to wait" he frowned
Kripa smiled sliding her hands up his chest "patience leads to virtues and virtues leads to paradise"
"Hmm; and how sweet will this paradise be?" he asked naughtily
"Angad" she hit his chest and leaned her head there "I hate you"
"I love you too"
She looked up at him, both lost in staring at each other once again. Anjali nudged Angad "Bhai are you going to stand there all day or dance"
He grinned foolishly "Oh" he scratched his head "I got carried away" he pulled kripa's hands leading her in a dance of love, touching teasing, loving each other. They danced to the blasting beats in bhangra steps, romantic dances sometimes which were rare on the occasion. Soon the circles of friends were involved in a game of antakshri. They played till they were tired, without disturbances this time.
The next day was the mendhi ceremony. The men were given a bachelors party for Angad; excusing themselves from the sitting at home. The mendhi ceremony was kept as a women's function. Angad so desperately wanted to see his bride. He didn't pay attention to the many girls in the club who the other guys enjoyed, however within limits. They didn't want there love life's messing up, did they?
Meanwhile the old ladies played the traditional drum, singing wedding songs. They danced, sang and enjoyed there time. Getting mendhi applied after the bride had her hands filled with patterns with her beloveds name within.
As always, Anjali helped Angad sneak in her bedroom whilst she slipped to the terrace calling her own lover. She left the two alone, giving them privacy "Angad, mom will get angry if she sees you"
"She wont, I've come to see you" he kissed her cheek "I haven't seen you all day" he admired her beauty in the olive green and crimson salwar suit with slight beaded embroidery. He kissed her forehead "I missed you"
She lowered her eyes "me too" He bent in front of her taking her hands in his, scanning the mendhi design "what are doing?" she asked
"I'm finding my name" he spoke looking closely "I can't find it"
"You won't be able to find it right now" she laughed "It will take you a lot of time. You're not very good at puzzles either"
He frowned but smiled "ok then; in the morning when you wash your hands come to me"
"Why?" she asked
"Hmm" he sat next to her "it's a saying that if the colour is dark, the brighter the love of the husband and wife" he kissed her temple
"Well" she looked at him "I love you a lot from the depth of my heart, I don't know about you"
"Kripa" he whined
She smiled and kissed his lower lip "you're so cute"
"I know" he took her face in his hands, taking her lips. After a few minutes they parted staring at each other until Anjali came back and bid goodnight to her sulking brother.
Kripa sat in the middle of the room being lathered with wet haldi. It was part of the tradition to have haldi soaped onto the body to make the bride and groom look more radiant. The haldi was being performed in different parts of the house. Angad was sitting in the living room whilst Kripa was placed in the guest living room; where special guests would be received.
Kripa sat in the middle dressed in a simple white embroidered lengha. She wore a strapless top with a simply chain on her neck holding a pear drop. Her stomach was bare from waist to naval line. Ladies came and blessed the to be bride; placing marks of haldi on her flawless skin. By the end her arms, legs and upper chest was covered in haldi but her face was still clear.
She watched the ladies dance around in front of her, sing with drums, enjoying herself when Anjali came and sat next to her "How's it feeling?" she asked
Kripa looked down "Great; I'm living my fantasy" she smiled
"Hmm" Anjali teased "why haven't you got any on your face?"
"I don't want any there; leave my face free"
"Oh come on Kripa, Bhai isn't only going to see your body, he's going to see your face most of all" she teased
Kripa's mouth opened "Anju" she whined "have some shame" she muttered
Anjali giggled and scooped some haldi in her hands "Let me do the honours"
"Anju" Kripa warned "please, not on the face" but Anjali was in no mood of listening. She stained kripa's face with haldi marks.
Meanwhile in the living room Angad sat in the middle dressed in simple white trousers. The vest he wore was pulled off in his eagerness of decorating himself with the haldi paste. Ladies and men spread the haldi on his body, some giggling at his behaviour whilst some simply shook there head seeing the eager groom.
"Here as well" Angad ordered as Kavya covered his remaining body with haldi.
Kavya sighed "Angad, you're not a girl, ok. Stop getting eager"
"What" he frowned "I want to look good for my girl, that's all?"
Josh giggled "god, how can you take that smelly stuff?"
"I can do anything for Kripa" he said dreamily. The boys howled catching unwanted attention "Everything's going great but it would be even better if I could see Kripa" he spoke"
"Here we go again" Akshat commented
"We can't go in there" josh informed "for some strange reason men aren't allowed"
"But I want to see her" he whined
"See her tonight" Kavya advised
"No" he decided "when this haldi finishing?" He asked
"I'll go and ask" Kavya stood up and came back in a few minutes "uncle said you can go and have a shower if you want. He'll entertain the guests. Kripa's haldi will take longer; maybe an hour or so"
"That's too long" he said "lets go in there" he pointed
"Dude" laksh started "no men allowed"
"I know"
"Then, how the heck do you suppose us to go in there?"
"Simple, lets go like ladies"
"Are you mad?" josh exclaimed "we look no where near ladies"
"So; we can be one of them fat ones"
"Yeah right, with the stubble we all have right now"
"Oh come on; I'm serious"
"Ok" Kavya said "I'm with it; I've been dying to see Anjali"
Josh sighed "fine, I'll see if I can get a hand on Minakshi"
"I'm totally against the idea" laksh exclaimed with Akshat and Shabbir joining in.
"Why?" he asked
"I'm not buying trouble for myself" Akshat reasoned
"And besides, if we agree where do we get the clothes from"
"Moms clothes" Angad explained "we'll fit in that"
"Why don't you just use Kripa'" Kavya suggested
All the boys stared at him like he was stupid "Her clothes will go no further down than my neck' she's really small in front of me"
Laksh smirked "yeah, she's marrying a giant" he stopped laughing after receiving a glare from Angad "joking" he put his hands up.
The rest of the boys laughed and headed upstairs. After Angad showered, cleaning off the haldi; they all crept in Tulsi's room and dressed into saris or salwar suits, whatever suited them.
Minutes later the boys entered the ladies function, drifting off to there own directions for there own girls. Kavya walked towards Anjali. He was dressed in Tulsi's red salwar suit which flopped down due to the wideness. It held golden embroidery which irritated him. His head was covered with a scarf, hiding his face away. He went and stood next to Anjali "Hello" he greeted in a girlish voice
Anjali turned around on hearing the weird sound "oh, hello" she greeted "do I know you?"
He snapped out of his dream world; he was mesmerized seeing Anjali dressed in a green blue lengha, her hair curled making her look gorgeous "oh; I'm kamini"
"Kamini?" she said confused "are you mom's friend?"
"Oh, yes"
She smiled "Mom's over there" she pointed
"I know" he replied "I thought I'd meet her beautiful daughter"
She smiled a little uncomfortably "thank you" she looked towards Minakshi to find a similar women but more huge and dressed in a sari instead "why have you go a scarf over your face?" she questioned
"Oh umm, it's a custom in my family"
"Oh, but it's a ladies function, you can take it off"
"No" he shrieked "I mean I'm fine"
"Take it off" she said suspiciously"
"No, I can't"
"You can" she pulled the edge "take it off" and the scarf slipped off revealing Kavya "Kavya" she exclaimed "what the heck?"
He quickly pulled the scarf onto his head "hi" he said comically
"What are you doing here?"
"Relax" he said "I'm not the only one here. See its josh" he pointed "laksh, Akshat, Shabbir and Angad"
Anjali gasped "this is a ladies function you moron"
He frowned "I've come all the way here transformed into a womann to meet you and you're swearing at me"
"Oh shut up" she pushed his hands "and what the hell? You've got moms clothes on, she'll kill you all"
"That's not my fault; it was Angad's idea"
"Ughh, hopeless" they continued arguing whist Angad went to meet his lady love. He sat beside Kripa who sat alone presently. She was surprised to see a big bulky lady beside her, covering her face but pushed the thought aside as being Angad's relative or aunt. Angad sat next to her admiring her sexy look in the strapless top. He wanted to so badly kiss her, caress every part of her body but he couldn't. He scooped some haldi in his broad palms and aimed straight for her bare waist. She gasped at the touch as shivers went down her spine "Angad" she whispered looking at him.
He smiled at her recognition "yeah" he whispered "I was missing you" he said caressing her waist where the haldi was jammed.
"What are you doing here?" she asked "your not supposed to be here" she pushed his hand away "go "
He rubbed his hands to her bare arms "I'm here to see you sweetheart"
"I don't care" she pushed his hand again "leave me alone"
His hands travelled to her upper chest "Oh come on Kripa; I love you, I couldn't stay without you"
She looked at him wide eyed, her face flushed "don't touch me" she said pushing his hands away. But he was adamant.
"I can touch you all I like and where ever I like" he said caressing her neck
"Angad" she clenched her teeth "everyone's watching"
"So?" he said moving his impatient hands to her back "who knows it's me; they just think it's some lady" Kripa pursed her lips as someone tapped Angad "leave me alone" he said pushing the hand away.
"Angad" the voice called
He gulped and turned his head, immediately removing his hands from kripa's body "Hi mom" he greeted as Tulsi, Parvati and Nitya stood behind him with Anjali giggling from behind.
Tulsi caught him from the ear, pushing him out along side the other boys. They locked the doors to avoid such a scene again. Kripa and Anjali sat side to side giggling. Later the boys were lectured several times for there impatient act and warned.
Finally the day Angad had been waiting for had arrived. They would take the round of the fire once again; taking vows to be with each other. Last time it was a compromise for Kripa but this time he knew it was nothing but love from her side. His love for her had grown even more. He stood in front of the mirror admiring himself in his creamy beige sherwani with maroon embroidery. He shaved his stubble, keeping a clear face. He smelled of the fresh cologne he had applied. He placed the maroon silky scarf around his neck and called his friends "how do I look?" he asked nervous
"You look great" Kavya patted "Kripa will love it"
Angad smiled and thanked after Kavya helped him with his traditional maroon and beige turban for the wedding rituals.
Meanwhile Kripa sat in front of the mirror in the small room provided by the wedding hall. She stared at herself, blushing, thinking what Angad would think seeing her like this. Kashish and Minakshi had helped her dress into a maroon lengha. Her scarf was set to leave her stomach bare in the middle, covering the rest; she knew it would arouse Angad. Her blouse was waist high with a low cut neck; decorated beautifully in gold and bronze embroidery along with maroon and beige bead work. The scarf was styled on her head further back, allowing the tikka and other jewels to be seen. Her ears were accompanied by heavy jumka's and her thin swan like neck with a beautiful kundan set. She had a small nose pin in her noise to enhance her beauty; she knew Angad would love it.
The make up artists had performed dark make up on her, making her look a little bigger. Her eyes were adored with dark eye liner outlining her huge brown eyes. The base was set in a bronze tone with maroon colour seeping through it enhancing her eyes. Her already flushed cheeks were puffed rosy and her lips were accompanied with maroon lipstick; outlined carefully and shapely, making her lips desirable. She covered her face in her palms with shy as Kashish and Minakshi continued to tease her.
Soon enough, Angad stood in front of his sister in law, Kashish with the silver plate being rounded many times. She rubbed her thumb on his forehead leaving a red mark and smiled moving aside after a few rituals.
Angad sat at the small set up temple waiting impatiently for his bride. His eyes stuck on he stairs where she would descend from. He was mesmerized by her beauty once she stepped down the stairs. She looked beautiful; beautiful was less of a word to use. His hungry eyes caressed her beauty, landing on her bare stomach. He knew she left it bare on purpose; she was trying to seduce him. He grinned watching his bride descend as her lowered eyes shivered in nervousness.
Kashish helped her settle next to Angad as the priest started to chant the sacred vows of marriage. The priest held there hands together after there exchange of garlands and poured all sorts of things. Angad caressed her soft hands as she struggled a little flushed. Anjali came and tied the scarves of the bride and groom together being the groom's sister and helped Kripa up for the seven rounds. Angad held her hand leading in four rounds, letting her lead in three per tradition. He helped her sit down again, pressing her hands softly; telling her with his eyes how beautiful she was. Soon he filled her starting hair parting it with red vermillion and tied the mangalsutra around her neck whispering words of love to his beloved; leaving her red.
Kripa and Angad stood side by side on the entrance of Khanna house. Tulsi rounded the silver utensil in front of the couple, blessing the couple. She helped Kripa tip a bowl of rice and thereafter spread her sacred steps in the red vermillion colours on the white marble floor.
Soon the couple were settled in the living room where friends and family danced about, enjoying and entertaining the newly weds. Angad caught kripa's hands in his, fiddling with her fingers as she struggled "when will this finished?" he muttered
Kripa smiled and said "be patient"
"I can't" he looked at her. It was the first time she spoke to him today "I want to kiss you right now but I can't"
"Stop getting impatient" she repeated whilst blushing
He grinned "you make me want to kiss you more when you blush and that parting in your attire is just arousing me so it's best you—"
There small conversation was interrupted by Anjali who took there hands "come on guys, time for some fun" she pulled them to the centre where a silver bowl stood mixed with vermillion. She dropped a ring in the milky vermillion and said "get started, lets see who rules over who?"
They dipped there hands into the reddish liquid in search of the ring. Angad caught her hand distracting her, making her blush every minute. They caught the ring together and held hands, taking it out at the same time whilst the crowd around them howled.
Later Kripa was taken to Angad's room. Kashish and Nandini helped her sit in her bridal attire; in a traditional pose. They left and found a crowd outside the room where Anjali demanded of money "no, your not allowed; first the money then Kripa"
"I never gave money before so I wont today"
"Well" Anjali crossed her arms "I don't mind taking it every day but I want it today" she demanded
"Come on Anju" Kavya argued "let the poor guy see his wife; he hasn't been with her for days"
Anjali rolled her eyes "nope; first the money"
Kavya gave his hand to Anjali "you can take me instead" He laughed seeing her flush.
After quite an argument; angad played the sum of Rs 10,000 and walked into his room locking it securely. He looked at his wife so demure with the scarf covering her face. He smirked and sat next to her to start there wedding night.
Angad watched his petite wife silently sit on the bed. He smiled and spoke "you looked wonderful today" he grinned when she didn't reply; it gave him the feeling of love. He knew she was blushing; she always did when he was near her and today they had a special reason "ok, enough with the blushing; I don't want to sit here all night; I have plans" she still didn't answer; he shook his head and spoke again "I just said enough of the blushing Kripa; come on baby, say something" she still said nothing; he became curious and worried "are you alright Kripa?" still no answer "ok; this is getting scary; enough of the joke" she still stayed the same way "Kripa" he held her shoulders to feel something hard. His hands felt down the solid arms. Frowning he lifted the veil to shriek. He found the mask from the movie ghost on a solid dummy. Only three people knew he was dead scared of that mask "Kripa" he called; knowing it was her trick. He saw the curtains move and grinned knowing his bride stood behind it giggling "Kripa" he called again to keep her in the pretence that he was looking for her. He walked forward and pulled the curtains apart to find his demure wife giggling. He sighed "you know I'm scared of that mask"
"Yeah" she answered walking towards the solid dummy; stripping her previous bridal wear off her "I can't believe you fell for it, I mean you didn't even realize what it was wearing" she teased
He rolled his eyes "it wasn't funny you know"
She chuckled "I know but I wanted to see you scared for once"
"Yeah yeah" he enclosed her in his arms as she tucked the previous bridal dress away "you're so cute" he said biting her cheek.
She groaned and rubbed her cheek "since birth" she turned around facing him.
He smiled and took her hands in his "I love you"
She blinked her eyes and kissed his nose "me too"
"Say it properly" he whined circling her waist
"How?" she asked wrapping her arms around his neck
"Say I love you" he whispered kissing her earlobe
"Hmm" she moaned "I'm not in the mood"
He frowned "what do you mean not in the mood; please Kripa, stop teasing me; at least for today" he rubbed his nose with hers
She smiled "Ok, I" she started
"You"
"Love"
"Love" he repeated nuzzling her neck
"Myself" she giggled as his frown deepened. She kissed his cheek and pressed on the lines of his forehead "I love you" she whispered
He grinned and kissed the corner of her mouth "now that's better" His arms tightened around her as his lips explored her swan like neck. She closed her eyes feeling his hands on her. She groaned and arched giving him further access to her neck. His hands tugged onto her bridal scarf; helping her out of the pins. He placed the material on the bed and grinned at his wife who stood in her short blouse and lengha. His hands slid on her bare stomach as he kissed her shoulders from behind. She moaned and pulled away, looking at him with a naughty glint in her eyes. He looked at her confused then smirked watching her slip out off the heavy kundan jewellery. He walked forward helping her; his lips caressed the skin where her jewellery once touched. Once she freed her long thick hair into graceful curls; he held her face in his and kissed her deeply. His mouth explored every corner of hers mouth; evading the hidden territories. She groaned and held onto his sherwani's collar. She unsnapped the collar, pulling the sherwani off his torso. He was dressed in a simple white vest underneath. She smiled and kissed his chest; arousing his senses "don't do this to me Kripa" he whispered "you're making me crazy"
She smiled and continued; going further. Soon enough she released him of his vest leaving him in his jeans he had changed into to feel easier. She pressed lustful kisses to his torso; making him groan in pleasure. His hands pulled her hair back, pulling her up and took possession of her mouth. She moaned in protest but settled against his mouth, feeling a sensational shiver. Her hands travelled up his torso as his played with the hook of her blouse, not daring to open it "open it" she whispered between kisses. He looked at her, unsure of her words. She playfully traced his lips with her tongue "I want to be yours tonight; I want you body, mind and soul"
He grinned widely hearing those words but was surprised when she pushed him away. She looked at him mischievously; her hands going to her back and then he heard it. He heard her blouse unsnap. He gulped and watched her as she let the heavy material slip off her arms, revealing her full softness to his hungry eyes. He gulped, frozen to his spot. She was beautiful. His mouth watered in desire as he watched her heavy lengha drop to the floor, exposing her creamy long legs. She knew what effect she was having on him. She enjoyed watching his stunned expressions. She walked towards him seductively as his eyes never left her serene beauty. Her hands slipped over his arms; pulling him closer; her softness clashing with his broad chest. He gasped feeling her bare body with his. He felt her right hand slide down his torso; down to his jeans; unhooking them. He wheezed; she was taking control and he didn't realize.
Not being able to handle her dominating hands; his hands pulled her closer; one holding her bare hip whilst the other caressed her bare back. His Mouth pressed to hers as his jeans slithered down his long muscular legs. He stepped out of them; taking steps towards the decorated bed; made for the purpose of love making. He breathed hard, pulling away from the breath taking kiss and lay her down on the soft white covers.
She stared into his desired eyes; seeing the hunger and groaned as he captured her softness in his mouth; licking, biting, suckling on her peaks. She arched giving him more access as his mouth kissed every part of her body; his hands touched every part of her skin. He kissed her till she reached the peaks of desire. Once he was sure she was ready; he parted her legs and slid into her as she let out a shriek which was muffled with his lips on hers.
They made love to each other all night; taking short breaks in between; satisfying each other in there blissful love. Tired after the several sessions of love making, Kripa slept peacefully on Angad's chest as his arms circled her in a possessive manner. She sighed blissfully; she was now Mrs Angad Khanna in all terms; body, mind and soul.
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