For once I was hoping that Annika would comply with Shivaay's wish, and actually wear the pink lingerie! So I decided to write this- something I would have wanted to happen on Monday. Hope you all like it :)
Annika advanced towards their bedroom with an erratically beating heart. The pool incident and Shivaay's sudden close proximity had already left her hormones in a mess, and after she had freshened up and gone into the hall, another surprise had awaitened her. She had found the elder ladies of the house, save Pinky, gathered beside Dadi and giggling about something. Gauri had entered at the same time as Annika, and raised her eyebrows at her to ask if things between her and Shivaay had been resolved. Annika had only answered with grateful smile.
"Areh Annika puttar, Gauri puttar, we were just waiting for you. Come on over. Dadi called them, her eyes holding a mischievous glint.
As they reached the circle the others had formed, Jhanvi thrust two bags into her and Gauri's hands, with a warm smile.
"This is for you both to wear tonight." Even her smile seemed too cheeky.
"Tonight? But I didn't know we had any function tonight, mummyji?" Gauri asked, equally confused as Annika.
"No dear, we don't have any functions. This is for you both to wear in your own rooms, for your own husbands. I hope you understand what I mean?" Saying that, Jhanvi, along with Dadi and Buama, left the hall, leaving behind their two furiously blushing bahus.
"Um, Bhojai, what do you think is inside this?: Gauri asked with a gulp.
"I don't know; do you want to peek in and see?: Annika asked, equally nervous.
And so they both had opened their bags, and were shocked at what they found. They had both gotten night-gowns-sexy, designer ones at that-but it weren't the dresses that was the problem; it was what giving such a dress implied.
After this discovery of theirs, the two were feeling too shy and hesitant to even discuss anything, and with a hasty goodnight, had hurried towards their respective rooms.
Coming back to the present, Annika clutched the bag tightly to her chest, and entered their bedroom, only to meet with the third shock of the day.
Their bedroom had been decorated, and stunningly so. The lights had been turned off, but numerous candles had been lighted, giving the room a beautiful glow. Their usual blue bedsheet had been replaced with a white one, with red, heart shaped pillows. Infact, the middle of the bed had a huge heart shape made out of red rose petals. Many such petals were scattered all around the room.
All in all, their bedroom had been transformed into a typical suhagraat setting, and Annika blushed at that mere thought.
God knows what will happen when Shivaay comes...
After she was done taking in the alien surroundings, Annika went towards the washroom to change into her new night-dress. She couldn't be more thankful that Jhanvi Aunty had chosen a seemingly decent dress, that she wouldn't be uncomfortable wearing. So composing herself, she decided to just go ahead with it.
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Shivaay entered their bedroom in a jovial mood. He had brought a gift for Annika, or well, something that would be more a gift for him than her! As he took in the change in surroundings of their bedroom, his happiness increased even more. He couldn't wait to get his hands on his lovely wife...
He was lost in his thoughts when Annika emerged from the washroom, and seeing her, his breath caught in his throat. Wearing a long, sleeveless black dress, with a deep neckline, she looked like the epitome of elegance, and beauty.
Annika too was mesmerized by Shivaay; she loved how the black kurta looked on him, and how it matched her own outfit. They stood there, staring at each other, taking in each other's presence, until finally Annika broke the trance.
"Woh, actually, Jhanvi aunty gave me this..."
"You look amazing," he said dreamily, while advancing towards her. Annika stood frozen, the atmosphere being such that she didn't know what to do. As he came closer, Annika noticed the bag in Shivaay's hand.
"What's that?" She asked, pointing towards the bag and scrunching her nose.
"This, is a gift for you." Shivaay replied with a wide, smug smile, earning a smile in return from her.
Placing it in her hands, he crossed his arms and waited for her to open it. Annika happily complied, but opening it, she came across the BIGGEST shock of the night.
It was a pink piece of lingerie, so small it would fit a little child. With thin straps and a lace-covered neckline, it was purely sexy, and absolutely vile to Annika's eyes.
"Chii, what's this?" She exclaimed with a frown.
Shivaay rolled his eyes.
"What do you think it is, huh? It's a lingerie, for you to wear.Now."
"Ew, I'll never wear such 2rs clothes, Shivaay!" She answered defiantly.
Shivaay lost his patience. For once, he would make sure that his tadibaaz wife would listen to him.
Inching closer, he suddenly grabbed the side of her neck dominantly, making Annika gasp. Rubbing her neck in slow circles, he whispered huskily,
"Will you wear it, or should I make you wear it?"
Annika was left frozen under his penetrating gaze, and somehow managed to stutter out,
"I-I'll wear it."
Shivaay's face broke into a grin, and as soon as he released her, she ran towards the washroom and slammed the door shut.
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Annika's heartbeat would just not slow down. Resting her back against the cool washroom door, she tried to calm down. She had somehow told him that she would indeed wear that abominable piece of fabric, that gave her all sorts of michmichis, but now she wasn't sure what to do.
"No Annika," She told herself, "You have to do this. You've already told that baggad billa that you will, and if you don't do it now, he'll never stop teasing you about it." Taking a deep breath, she proceeded to change.
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On the other side, Shivaay wasn't being able to keep his excitement in control. He was pacing the room, eagerly waiting for his beautiful wife to come out of the washroom and finally give a halt to his waiting. He finally stopped pacing and stood with his back facing the washroom. After a while, he heard the door open, and turned around, coming face to face with Annika.
Oh.My.God
That was the only coherent thought Shivaay was capable of forming at the moment, and one couldn't blame him. Standing in front of him, thinly clad in a barely there lingerie, Annika was the most gorgeous thing he had ever laid his eyes upon. The lingerie barely reached her mid-thigh, leaving her shapely legs bare for his eyes to see. The deep neck-line showed off much cleavage, and the sheer thin material did a poor job of hiding whatever skin it DID cover. All of his blood seemed to rush downwards at the sight.
Shivaay's eyes raked all over her body, once, twice, thrice. It was as if he was feasting on her with merely his vision, and Annika stood there squirming under his gaze.
Finally, Shivaay broke out of his reverie, and went closer to her, their bodies almost touching.
"You look...wow." He told her while tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and Annika blushed, lowering her head in shyness.
Shivaay however put his index finger underneath her chin, and made her meet his gaze.
"What happened, my jhaansi ki raani, why are you lowering your gaze?"
"N-nothing. I'm just not used to wearing something like this.."
Shivaay smiled at her innconce.
" I know you aren't. Infact, Annika, if you're really not feeling comfortable, you can go and change. It's alright."
Annika looked into his eyes. It was brimming with desire, but there something else there too- concern, love. Seeing that, she made her resolve.
"No, it's okay. I'm fine."
Shivaay felt relieved hearing that. Now that he'd seen her wearing this, he wished she would never, ever change her clothes.Unless ofcourse she took them off in front of him...
Suddenly, Shivaay seemed to become aware of his situation. The romantic aura around them, her stunning visual, everything hinted at a perfect setting for him to make the first move. Cautiously, he put his arms around her waist, trying to gauge her reaction. When Annika only blushed, he became more confident, and pulled her towards him, making their torsos touch. Annika gripped his shoulders, as if holding on for dear life. Moving some hair from her face, Shivaay slowly touched his lips to her cheek, trailing them towards her jaw, leaving behind a wet patch. Reaching her jaw, his lips took a U-turn towards her other cheek, as if memorizing the feel of her skin.
Pulling back, he sneaked a look at her. Eyes closed, face red, she resembled to him an angel, in all her glory.
Not being able to control any longer, he suddenly pressed his lips against her, making her gasp at the sudden act. Taking advantage, he entered his tongue into her delicious mouth, coaxing her to respond.
And respond she did.
Weaving her hands in his hair, Annika kissed him back with equal fervour. All her inhibitions and shyness were lost, and all she could feel was him, him and only him. They broke off after a few minutes, after much battling with their mouths, to breathe. Shivaay's lips then instantly latched on to the exposed skin at her neck, making her moan in pleasure. He kissed, sucked and bit, marking her as his.
They had now reached such a peak of passion that it seemed impossible to stop, but somehow, Annika managed to gather enough self-will to slightly push him away.
"Sh-shivaay," she managed to breath out, her voice coming out throaty. "I'm not...ready..."
Shivaay looked her, his eyes full of passion, and fondness. He wanted her now, and bad; now that he'd finally gotten a taste of her, he never wanted to stop. But he knew that this wasn't the right time. They still had a long way to go in their relationship, and when they finally took the huge step, he wanted it to be slow, and sure, without any second thoughts.
Cupping her face in his hands, he placed a soft kiss on her temple.
"Hey, it's okay. I won't do anything you're not ready for. We'll take our time, alright?"
Hearing those words brought tears to Annika's eyes, and she wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her head in his chest.
"Thankyou," she whispered.
Shivaay only smiled, and kissed the top of her head.
That night, they slept in each other arms, peaceful after much long. Although they hadn't taken the big step, both knew that something had changed, and changed for the better. The next day would be a new start, and Shivaay was determined to make sure that from now on, things would only go up-hill from them. Looking at his sexy, and yet adorable wife sleeping next to him, his resolve only strengthened. Before he too fell asleep, his last thought was,
Gosh, I wish she complies with such wishes of mine, always.
Phew, that's done! I really don't know how it has turned out- just wrote my heart out to make up for the terrible rumours I've been hearing. Please leave your thoughts, they are much appreciated!
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