OS: Animalistic Urge (Part 3 pg 13)

Special thanks to Medha (hegdemedha), Priti (Soapoperasrfun) and Deepika (kadydeep) for helping me clear my thought on how Maan would "demand" a kiss in anger without doubting her fidelity. 😊

Maan's behaviour here may be controversial, but I think it fits his character sketch. Do leave your comments.

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Part 1

Geet entered the room to find Maan pacing up and down in the room. His anger was scaring her to death. But it was not clear to her what was the best way out. Maan wanted the truth. She wanted to tell him the truth. But she was scared of his reaction. He might get even more angry and frustrated if he got to know the truth of blood donation. What if he took it out on Dev? As much as she hated Dev, she was heavily indebted to him for saving Maan's life. If Dadi Ma wanted him to stay in Khurana Mansion until he recovers, she should ensure that. That much she owed to him.

But all this at the cost of giving pain to Maan. Her heart cried out. What was she to do? She knew his anger. And it pained her when she was unable to calm him down.

He noticed her and came to her immediately. Holding her at the shoulder, he pinned her to the wall near the door. His eyes were fiery with anger and aggression. He was hurting her, but she could not complain.

"Kya baat hui hai tumhari us insaan se jo tum itni badal gayi ho? Aakhir kiya kya hai usne?"

His anger had scared her so much that even if she wanted to, she was unable to say anything to him in reply. She was literally shaking from fear. She looked down and silently cried.

"Kyon meri kissi baat ka jawaab nahin hai tumhare paas Geet? Kyon nazarein nahin mila pa rahi ho mujhse? Aisa kya ho gaya hai?"

Still no reply.

His frustration knew no bounds and he became even more aggressive.

"Meri taraf dekho Geet," he ordered, not requested, in a rising voice. She was forced to look at him. If she was shaking in fear, his entire body was shaking with anger.

A look into her eyes and his possessiveness acquired maddening proportions. The mere thought that she was keeping something from him stirred some of his deep seated insecurities, although he knew better than to doubt her fidelity. He felt a primitive, animalistic urge to mark her as his own.

His lips moved closer to hers and his hands tigheted their grip on her shoulder, pushing her against the wall with even more force. It hurt her so much that she cried out his name, "Maan!"

But in his mad rage he mistook it to be her resistance towards his approaching kiss. He lost any human restraint that was still there in him. He jerked her body, pulling her close to him, wrapping his left arm around her. His grip was so tight that she could not even have moved a bit. Thankfully it was not hurting her like earlier.

With the other arm, he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. She did not resist it and that ensured that she was not hurt.

"Tumhein mere kareeb aane se problem hai Geet? Rok sakti ho mujhe?" he hissed and assaulted her exposed neck with his lips and tongue.

If anyone else would have touched her in this manner, she would have felt disgusted and would have revolted. But with Maan - she understood this animal in him. His first and the last concern in the world was Geet. It may not have been an ideal manifestation of the concern, but this was just his way. She also hoped that it would calm down his anger a bit.

And if she meant the world to him, even he had a hold over her that defied any rationale. Even in this situation with him being so angry, and her being so scared, his touch was affecting her. Even if her brain had asked her to resist, her body would not let her. Her breathing became heavy as he furiously kissed, licked and nibbled on her neck, earlobes, shoulders, cheeks, chin, eyes and forehead. She would have lost her balance when he attacked her lips, except for the support his arms were providing. The long, demanding kiss left her breathless. 'First kiss,' she marked the moment permanently in her mind.

She was unstable when he finally withdrew from the kiss. As he looked at her tear-stained, dishevelled face, something struck him. He suddenly came back to his senses, left her and took a step back. She had to support herself against the wall when he left her. The anger and aggressiveness of his face disappared and was replaced by shock, which in turn was replaced by pain, disgust and disbelief. He stared at her for a moment and then suddenly left the room. It took her a while to regain composure and think about what had just happened.

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