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Hello. It Me, Anika, Again š I'm Having A Very Lazy Saturday, With Chocolates And Old Episodes Of Ishqbaaz š³ This OS Just Popped Into My Head And Thought I'd Do Something Constructive With It.
Fair Warning : I Don't Know What I've Typed Out And It Isn't Proof Read, So It Is Most Likely To Be Utter Rubbish.
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In A World Where Naam, Khoon And Khaandan No Longer Exists, Where Pinky Is No Longer The Poster Woman Of Destroy My Sons Happiness' Magazine, And Where The Oberoi Mansion Is Only Filled With Love And Laughter That Is Pure And Limitless, A Box Of Chocolates From Belgium's Renowned Chocolatier, Pierre Marcolini, Arrived Along With A Crate Of Vieille Bon Secours Ale. The Delivery Came With A Card:
To My Favourite Business Partner, Mr Shivaay S. Oberoi
I hope this card, along with its attachments, finds its way to the beautiful Oberoi Mansion.
My apologies for not making it to your wedding.
My regards, congratulations and love are being sent too, for the newly wedded Mr & Mrs Oberoi. What a striking couple you two make.
I find myself short of words to describe how happy I am that you have finally found love, Shivaay. And to you, Mrs Anika Oberoi, thank you for finding Shivaay, you have no idea how much he needed you.
I hope you both have endless love and happiness. Happiness that is sweet with the right amount of bitter savoury, just like these chocolates and Love that with time, only gets more stronger and priceless, just like the ale.
Love, The Jakobsen Family
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"I deserve the last praline!" Rudra lurched forward to get the chocolate out of the box. "After all, I was the one who found the delivery boy wandering the Oberoi grounds looking for the main door"
Saumya pushed her way past Rudra and stood in front of the table that had the box. "I get the last praline, Cry Baby! I was the one who found you and the delivery boy"
Chocolates forgotten, Rudra pulled Saumya aside and as always, their daily squabble began.
The family was seated in the lounging area, men enjoying the decadent taste of decades old beer while the woman indulged in the bitter sweet dark chocolate that had accompanied the aged ale in the crate.
"Stop it you two! Rudra you're married now, so stop behaving like a child and Saumya here, you can have the last praline" Shakti passed the chocolate in question to Saumya while Rudra stood next to her looking at the exchange with disbelief in his eyes.
"Chote papa! That's unfair! No logic at all, because she's also married and behaving like a child!" He snatched the chocolate from his wife's hand and sped away.
Saumya ran after him, leaving behind a laughing family who shook their heads at their youngest lovebirds
"Shivaay, this beer is phenomenal" Tej told his nephew as he took another sip of the fine beer, letting the taste of citrus with a undertone of liquorice roll over his tongue.
"It is a decade old" Shakti told his brother as he rested the tumbler on his knee. "We should get more of this imported from Belgium. What do you say, Shivaay?"
Shakti looked at his son who was sitting next to him and saw that the tumbler in his sons hand still held the same amount of beer as it did 10 minutes ago. He lifted his eyes to his sons face noticed that Shivaay was staring at something. No, he corrected himself as he followed his sons eyes, he was staring at someone.
Tej nudged his brother when he too realised what was happening, they both smiled as they saw why Shivaay wasn't interested in the decade old beer.
"There are other things that a man can get intoxicated on" Tej told his brother and raised his glass
Shakti clinked his glass against his brothers. "That is true, bhai sahab. And that intoxication is stronger than anything alcohol could induce"
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Shivaay looked at his wife who was busy talking to his mother about the ingredients in the chocolate. He loved when Anika spoke, it was almost as if her lips caressed each word.
He loved the way her eyes lit up when she spoke about something she was excited about or her frown that appeared when something confused her or the way her laughter would bubble out from deep within her, pure and just Anika.
But that wasn't the reason he was staring at her today.
Today his interest was in the way she had been eating the chocolate, in the way her lips closed over the melting dark cocoa and the way her eyes closed with each bite she took.
Pleasure was what Shivaay could see written all over face.
It was enough to put images in his mind that shouldn't be there. Atleast not while he was in a room filled with his family. Guaranteed that to his family, Anika would just seem to be enjoying a tasty chocolate.
But Shivaay was her husband, a husband who had seen his wife in the throes of passion. The appreciating moan she had let out when she had taken her first bite had had Shivaay's body tightening with need.
He had glanced around the room and saw, to his immense relief, that the family were smiling at Anika. They had gone back to their own conversations after agreeing with her that the chocolate was indeed delicious.
His eyes hadn't moved off Anika since then, even now when she was just simply talking to his mother.
How much longer till its polite to leave? He thought, wicked images already putting themselves together in his mind.
"I'll be back just now, I need to wash my hands" Anika said to Pinky and she disappeared from Shivaay's sight.
He gulped down the contents of his glass in one go. You can't run from me Anika, he thought.
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Anika waited until she was out of the family's line of sight and then she sprinted to the washroom next to the kitchen. Once inside she leaned against the sink and took deep soothing breaths.
She didn't need calming down because she had run. It was because her demon of a husband had been sending her heart and pulse racing for the last 10 minutes.
His staring had been anything but casual. It had stroked her in places that it shouldn't have, sending rockets of sensual heat through her body.
It was the months of practice that saved her from turning red in the cheeks or squirming in her seat at emotion she had seen in his eyes when she had glanced up at him.
"The damned demon knew exactly what he was doing! He knew that we were in room full of people and yet he still had the nerve to stare at me like that" She opened the tap to wash her hands but her entire body tensed as she heard the soft click of the lock being set.
It wasn't in fear. It was in anticipation. Need.
"Talking to yourself again?"
Anika was ready when he grabbed her by the waist, spun her around and hauled her up onto the counter next to the sink. Was ready when he spread her jeans clad legs and settled himself in-between them. Was ready to see his green eyes spark with flames of desire.
But she wasn't ready when he put his hands, palms flat down, on either side of her thighs and questioned her.
"Don't you know how to eat chocolate in civilised way, Anika?"
What? Where did this come from? Kiss me, damn it! Her mind shouted, while her body screamed its approval. Here she, her body craving him, and yet all he wanted to do was question her about the way she ate the chocolate.
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Shivaay counted to a 100 and waited for his body to be in his control again. He knew Anika was ready, he could feel her heat through her jeans and his pants. It made his already painful arousal harden even more.
He wanted nothing more than to strip her down, sink into her slick tightness and then pound into her while she screamed his name.
But he couldn't, because he knew he'd have to rush it and his wife would certainly not approve of it. Not with everyone within hearing distance
But you can indulge a little, his mind whispered to him, just a kiss or touch.
"What do you mean Shivaay?" Anika chose that exact moment to answer him.
He groaned internally. "Was the chocolate tasty?"
"Yes" She looked at him suspiciously. "What does that have to do with you saying I don't know how to eat in a civilised way?"
"Do you know what sound you made when you took the first bite?" His eyes were on her lips as he spoke. And his head was instinctively lowering to hers.
"Sound?" Anika asked him, brows knitted in thought
Shivaay thrust his hip forward and she moaned at the contact. His hands automatically gripped onto her waist as he thrust against her. Once. Twice. And then he distanced his body from hers as her moans changed into soft whimpers.
Later when i can savour her inch by inch, he thought.
"That moan. That was the sound you made when you took the first bite" His voice had turned husky and low.
"Shivaay"
Her whisper would have been his undoing had he not been focused on something else. Chocolate on her fingers.
He brought her left hand to his mouth and licked her index finger. He tasted the crisp bitterness of the dark chocolate, the undertone of roasted almonds and the subtle sweetness of vanilla, but his tongue craved for the taste of his wife.
He sucked her finger into his mouth and watched her eyes flare.
Her full lips parted on a soft gasp. "Shivaay".
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Each pull of his mouth sent tremors straight to her core. It felt as if her fingers were connected directly to the place that was beginning to ache with need.
Shivaay continued to lick and suck on her fingers until he got all the chocolate off.
"It really is delicious. Isn't it" It was a husky approval, his tongue flicking out to lick the tip of her index finger once more.
Anika saw the wickedness in his eyes and for some reason she could feel that same wickedness flow into her. She nodded.
"I want more" He told her, eyes on her lips.
Finding some control on her body, she put on an innocent face and shrugged her shoulders. "I don't have anymore"
Anika held back her laugh as Shivaay glared at her. Serves you right! Suffer a little like you're making me suffer! She smirked internally.
His answer was to kiss her, his tongue pushing inside her mouth in possessive demand.
Parting her lips, she let him slip his tongue inside. "Mmm." It was a throaty sound of bliss as she savored the taste chocolate and something liquorice with a touch stronger.
Shivaay's hand spread on her lower back as he pulled her closer to his chest, she curled her legs around his waist and he groaned at the back of throat, the sound moving through her.
"Did you have the beer?" She asked against his lips.
him hard on his lower lip.
Slits of green gleamed beneath lowered lashes. "Yes. Want to taste?"
Anika nodded. And then he shared the taste with her in the most intimate of ways, the taste of the beer was strong, but not strong enough to overwhelm the unique taste of Shivaay.
She stroked her tongue lazily against his and his hand clenched on her hip.
She did it again and Shivaay's hand was suddenly between her thighs, cupping her with shocking, raw intimacy."Shivaay"
He shuddered. "Youre so hot, so ready". His hand returned to her hip as he rocked his own.
"I...we cant...what if someone-" She managed in-between his kisses. His hand moved up under her top and Anika shivered as his fingers teased her nipple through the lace bra she was wearing.
"Anika" It was a whisper. His free hand held her thigh, urging her to move against him.
She did, no longer having control over her body that was making fast, desperate movements.
The seam of her jeans pressed onto her c***oris and everything shattered.
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Shivaay caught Anika's scream with his mouth. He ran his hands over her body, soothing her down.
Murmuring rough words of appreciation and pleasure, he licked and kissed her neck as she rested her head back on the wall. "How did you like the taste of beer?"
Her lips twitched. "I like the taste of you more"
He leaned down and kissed her quickly. She made a low, throaty sound of pleasure but pulled away. "They'll be looking for us, Shivaay"
A shift of her lower body as she moved to slide off the counter. He hissed out a breath. "Anika!"
"You're aroused." Such a cool statement, but he could see the fire in her eyes.
Leaning forward, he nuzzled at her throat. "I can handle it."
Shivaay was starving for more, but he'd wait for when he could have her at leisure. Later, his mind said. Just a few more hours.
He ran a hand over her arm, the touch warm and affectionate. "Next time, try not to look like you're having a passionate encounter when you eat a chocolate"
Anika eyes widened and her mouth formed a perfect O. "Cheapde! You're the one who can't control your eyes and ears!". She pushed him away and hopped off the counter. "Next time you keep your tuchi luchi 2rs eyes off me!"
Throwing her hair over her shoulder, she opened the door and walked out with an added sway to her hips that Shivaay knew was intentional.
He grinned and followed her out. "Let me go first. You can wait a while and then come"
"Fine"
Taking out his phone he put it to his ear and walked into the lounge area. "Yes Mishra. Mail me the documents and confirm the meeting with Mr Roy. Yes, that's fine. Bye"
There, perfect acting, his mind handed his a Bhaskar, sorry, Oscar.
"Hello Sir"
Shivaay skidded to a stop as his eyes landed on the person who spoke. The Oscar he just received was taken back and he now knew how The Cast Of La-La Land Felt.
"Mi-M-M-" He couldn't get the words out, his brain too scattered as it tried to search in the endless file cabinets for an an excuse. A reason.
Anything to help save him from the multiple looks of 'Really Shivaay? The phone call excuse?' 'I know what you did, Shivaay' 'Cheapde Singh Oberoi' and the rolling eyes.
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"Mishra, bhaiya. Mishra. He's here for some important papers" Rudra put it and then rubbing his chin he asked "But weren't you just on the phone with him?"
"Yes beta, what happened?" Shakti knew what his son had been up to and he couldn't help but shake his head in amusement.
"Papa, I...Mishra...The phone-"
Enjoying the way his always collected nephew was stuttering and turning a new shade of red, Tej decided that he too wants in on the fun. "Leave that Shakti. Shivaay tell me something.."
"Huh? What bade papa?" Shivaay pulled at his collar, feeling too hot. His mind was still searching the file cabinets.
"These chocolates are delicious. But everyone is getting different flavours. What flavour did you taste?"
"What? Erm, chocolate? Vanilla and toasted almonds. Wh-" His mind tensed as he finally realised what he blurted out in his nervousness.
"But bade bhaiya, you didn't have your share of chocolate as yet" Saumya said to Shivaay. And she struggled to contain her laugh as her bade bhaiya became a fumbling mess.
"Saumya...I...You didn't...I did..."
Jhanvi chuckled at her eldest son. "No Saumya, Shivaay did have chocolate. He had his share of it just a while ago"
She made sure to add extra emphasis on the word share and watched in delight as Shivaay turned into a cute Billu Ji version of himself , as her eldest bahu loved putting it.
That was it. That was all it took for Saumya and Rudra to shed their attempts at being serious and their stifled laughter exploded into guffaws . It started with them, then it travelled to Dadi who chortled away, shaking her head.
Pinky and Jhanvi were next and they used each other for support as they laughed. Shakti tried to keep a straight face but seeing his son changing shades of red, he lost control and laughed out too. Tej wasn't far behind as his loud belly deep laughter was added to the rest.
Even Mishra was chuckling behind a cleverly placed hand over his mouth.
It went on for some time.
Until Shivaay managed to pull himself together and shouted murderously "SHUT UP". Pointing to Mishra, who was now looking like a mouse caught in a trap, he said "You! I will fax you whatever you need. Just send me an email"
Mishra nodded solemnly and walked out after being given a chocolate by Pinky.
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Shivaay gazed around the now quiet room at his family, as they sat clearing their throats, with reddened faces, laughter still in their eyes.
"Why do you all look like that. And Shivaay, why were you shouting?" Anika came and stood next to Shivaay.
He groaned internally because he knew his family would not let them off this easily.
"Shivaay, I'm talking to you" She touched his arm to get his attention.
"You deal with this mess" He whispered to her and with a quick signature hair flick he walked out of the room.
Hiding behind a pillar he waited. Three. Two. One. He counted in his mind.
Sounds of laughter erupted through the house and a bright red faced Anika walked briskly past him. He caught her arm and swung her around so that she landed against his chest.
"You knew what was going to happen!" She banged a fist on his shoulder. "You left me there! You could have warned me Shivaay"
He laughed softy as he took in her flushed cheeks, her bright eyes and decided that it was later. "I think I want another taste"
CID
