"Aao sunao pyar ki ek kahani
Ek tha ladaka, ek thi ladki deewani.."
The seductive fragrance of roses, the mesmerizing charisma of moonlight and the mellifluous humming from the most beautiful pristine form are elevating the amorous spirit of that enthralling night.
"Is that our love story are you singing about Jodha begum?" a husky voice percussed in the serene chambers increasing the dhadkan of humming begum. "His voice and his touch, why do they never fail to rouse my senses?" she wondered and gracefully gaited towards him.
"Not exactly ours, but of someone alike us Shehanshah," she sniggered greeting with pranam. "Acha, may I know who they are? You seem to be pretty impressed with them," he smirked approaching her. "Not so easily Shehanshah," she teased not flinching from her place.
"Acha, waise ek baat batayiye." his head highed cautiously scrutinizing her. "Isn't it weird that you are more interested in Hrithik Roshan these days, particularly after his divorce?" he closed in with an intrigue frown. "Oh, so Shehanshah-E-hind Jalalluddin Mohammad Akbar, The Great is jealous of someone," she amused with a lopsided grin.
"Not really," he bluffed. "When you have no complaints about my liking of Aishwarya rai, why would I?" he retorted. "Aishwarya Bachachan Shehansha," she corrected concealing her smirks, "Waise aajkal Shehanshah ko mummies jyada yummy lag rahe hai? Koyi wajah?" she riposted.
"Nothing of that sort! I like Deepika Padukone too. Actually I was on my way to meet her, but was distracted by your singing," he scoffed and turned to leave majestically folding his arms back.. "Rukiye Shehansha," came a hasty rebuke forcing the elegant emperor halt on his tracks. A victorious smirk curved his lips, after all who better knows the feisty Ameri princess than the magnificent Mughal emperor. But alas, ridiculing his anticipations the vivacious queen didn't advance towards him as he expected. Instead she brisk walked to the dressing table and soon returned with a wooden step stool. "Please take this with you, aapka kaam aa sakta hain," suppressing her giggles, she faced him offering the stool.
"Waah, what happened to her?" he puzzled discerning the new striptease avatar of his favorite Begum. Undoubtedly he was enjoying the tease-a-thon, but being Jallaluddin Mohammad Akbar, he masked his amusement. "No thanks!" he curtly replied and proceeded to leave, but how can the Theda emperor let his feisty queen win.
"Oh, how could I forget that I promised this night to Rukaiyya begum?" he thought aloud, well aware of the consequence of taking Begum E Khas's name before Jodha begum.
"Oh no!" her smile vanished perceiving his devious plans for the night. "I have a lot to share with him, I can't let him go to Rukaiyya Begum," she averred. But not being a shy cozy Begum any more, the flamboyant queen contemplated over an exuberant way of dealing his displeasure. She smirked at the very idea and thereby swiftly gaited to stop him before he stepped out of the chambers.
"Yes!" he grinned victoriously at the tug of his arm. Anticipating a few usual earnest pleadings, he rocked at his position without looking back. One.. two.. three.. seconds passed by with nothing but sheer silence from her. Surprised by the lull, he decided to look back, that is when he perceived her hand budging down. Slowly, yet steadily her right hand fingers captured his palm and intertwined with his manicured smooth yet hard fingers. Bridging the distance between them, she moved closer, so close that her high curves slightly collided with his back arousing his senses. She encircled the intertwined right hands gently round his waist, meantime, her left arm entwined with his left hand and she en routed them to his right shoulder sensuously gliding across his chest. "Woah!" dazed by the tantalizing lock of his torso between their entwined arms, he stepped back, nearly zeroing the distance between them, all the while amazing at her next moves.
A shy smile erupted her lips as she closed her lids getting lost in his manly musk, the moment her petite form brushed against his virile torso. "Don't fall for his charm Jodha," her frenzied heart screamed aloud alarming the fragile queen. Swiftly composing her racing senses, she advanced a tiny step that completely zeroed the gap between two bodies. Her arms stiffened their grips at their respective positions tightening the lock, and once she confirmed he is fastened in her grip, she leisurely slithered the tip of her nose along his neckline.
Biting his lips at the tickling arousal, he thoroughly enjoyed the new form of his shy begum and deeply wondered what she is up to. "Uff," she sensuously blew the silky brown locks covering his right ear, and paused a moment to perceive his increased beats. Triumphantly smiling at her near success, she proceeded to final step of her tease-a-thon. Slightly rising on her toes, she moved her lips to back of his right ear and halted at an ion distance. "Mccch!" the loud seductive sound of lips very close to back of his ear, but with absolutely no physical touch of her lips on his skin, created dire wonders than any other sensual act of hers till date. As an aftermath, his spine profusely shuddered rousing his senses to their zenith; but before he turned to squeeze her in his mighty arms, her husky voice echoed behind his ears, "Ab jayiye aapke khaas begum ke paas," she counter attacked with mild giggles and gradually freed him from the lock.
"Mashallah!" gob-smacked by her luscious gesture, he immediately turned back to crush the bewitching form grinning triumphantly at her victory. "aapka ye hunar hume sabse jyada pasand aaya Jodha begum," he whispered passionately looking into her eyes, whilst his fingers playfully tapped around her waist. The red passion transferred from his eyes to her cheeks bringing in a change of shade. She blushed hard as his intensely impassionate gaze pierced straight into her heart teasing her bold approach. Smiling in extreme shyness, she snugged deep into his chest hiding her blushes from him. "Ha ha!" smiling loud at her embarrassment, he tightened his grip round her waist kissing on her head and tucked her deep into his heart - the place where she belonged to.
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"Ab batayiye, whose influence is behind this new form of yours Jodha begum?" he curiously asked playing with her thick tresses. An endearing smile erupted her lips at the very notion, and he crackled as the bare skin of his chest could feel the curves of her lips. "Why do you think I'm changed?" she intrigued looking up to him placing her chin on her right palm that was resting on his heart. "Because you are not you today Jodha begum," he adjusted her locks and added, "You didn't ask me aap yaha, iss samay?' when I stepped into your chamber. That means you are not you," he answered with a wicked grin. She cutely pouted at that sarcastic wit and her fingers involuntarily curled to pinch his bare chest.
"Aah," letting out a husky moan at that sweet bite, he pulled her an inch closer. "A strange glow, a playful smile, there is something different about you Jodha. What is that?" he lovingly asked. She smiled and blinked in agreement to his observation; slowly she got up from him and reposed against the bedstead. "You are right Shehanshah. I'm influenced, deeply and thoroughly. And this is the influence of.. ", she paused curiously watching out his reaction, "Jodha!"
"Jodha?" he is evidently surprised, "Whom are you talking about Jodha begum?"
"I'm talking about Jodha of an epic love story I came across this evening Shehansha," she gleamed in delight. "So is this the love story you were thinking of when I came here?" he wondered. Nodding her head in approval, she took his hand into hers. The content smile brightening her face, the longing in her glares as she ogled him, explained him all - No doubt his begum is touched by the story, very profoundly!!. Thereby, he rose from the plush pillow and shifted to a more comfortable place - her lap.
"Tell me that story Jodha begum, seems it impacted you a lot," he asked admiring her contented smile. "Ji shehanshah," she obliged lovingly caressing his auburn hair and started narrating the most enthralling, emotional life ride of an irresistible couple named Jalal and Jodha.
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"If I were to be reborn, I'd like to be born as Jodha of this story Shehanshah," she confessed wiping her moist ears.
"And I'll be your Jalal, like the one of this story to love you all over again Jodha," he promised kissing her hand.
They stayed silent fervently gazing at each other, thanks to the effect of the compassionate love story they had been subjected to. A naughty thought crept his grey cells as he passionately glanced at his begum. "Waise Jodha begum, I think Rukaiyya begum better suits the character of your story Jodha than you. I mean, she is competent, beautiful, strong and bold just like THAT Jodha... aah," he screamed in pain as his waist turned red with the fiercely twist of his silk skin, but before he uttered something else, she brutally shut his aah-opened mouth, of course with her tender lips. The glimmering moon and shining stars lovingly blessed the endearing couple - "Tadhasthu!"
So my dear IFians, that is what NJAPA is. Not a fan fiction, not a story, not a mere writing!! It's an experience. An experience that leaves you highly impacted and madly addicted. An experience too complicated to be explained in words but should be perceived by you on your own.
, they are most welcome to post in their messages directly in this thread đ¤
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