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Heylo! So I'm back with another one shot. I know, I know, I have two FFs in need of updating, but I'm stuck. Again. *sigh* It's annoying.
Anyways, I had told Ravzie I'd write another one-shot if I had a song to write it to. She suggested 'Hum Tum'. So I wrote it. 😆 Got to admit though, this is not as 'sensual' as the song. In fact, - never mind, you'll see!
So this shot is dedicated to Ravzie and Meera who encouraged me to write it! Hope you guys enjoy!
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Meher's eyes drifted to her husband's sleeping form. He looked so innocent in his sleep, with his mouth slightly open, and - was that drool? She grinned. There was no way she could let this opportunity pass. Slipping out of bed quietly, she rooted in his cupboard for the camera.
"Ah-huh!" She crowed triumphantly when she found it, before pausing in fright, checking to make sure that Preet was still asleep. He harrumphed in his sleep, before turning to lie flat on his back. She giggled. This was even better.
She stood at the foot of the bed, pulling the blanket down a bit to show Preet's hands, where they'd caused his shirt to ride up. (And partially because she just liked the view.) She smirked slightly as she got him in frame. And, holding her breath, she clicked.
"Argh!" Preet jumped, blinking furiously as he tried to get rid of the lights still reflecting in his eyes. But the fact that he was tangled in his sheets meant that he fell right out onto the hard ground. Meher, who had until this moment managed to stifle her laughter, burst out in helpless giggles as she watched her husband swear up a storm, attempting to free himself. Preet looked up in some embarrassment, but that soon changed to shock, and then annoyance when he spotted the camera in her hand.
"Meher, tu -" he began to complain, but Meher took no heed.
"Preet, you've got something here," Meher managed to get out between bouts of laughter, indicating his chin. Preet wiped at the area, and flushed darkly when he realised what she had been doing. He managed to spring up, and lunge at his wife, who easily ducked away from his reach.
He was at an advantage though, as Meher was helpless with laughter. She tried to shy away from him, and managed to evade him for awhile, both of them running around the room, knocking over the chairs, and causing clothes to fall. They'd even climbed over the bed, before Preet managed to corner her against the door. Meher held the camera behind her back, biting her lip to keep from laughing even more. Preet tried to reach around her to grab the camera, which only had Meher giggling. Preet raised his eyebrows at her, and smirked naughtily, to her horror.
"Preet, don't you da - aaahhh!" Meher's warning broke off into a squeal as Preet began to tickle her side. She wriggled, trying to get away, instead colliding with him. He grabbed hold of her waist to keep her from falling. She was breathing heavily, cheeks pink, and he could not look away. She looked up at him, and blushed as she took in their proximity. But Preet did not let go. He leaned in, and her eyes widened. She looked away hastily, not noticing his little smirk.
His breath was warm on her neck, and she squeezed her eyes shut, her breath coming up in short gasps. Preet did not know he held so much power over her, filing it away for future knowledge. He leaned closer and closer, until they were barely a hair's breadth apart.
"I win," he whispered in her ear, and then he snatched the camera from her now-slack hand.
Meher's head whipped around to look at him, her hair brushing past his face. He inhaled deeply, before grinning goofily at his wife's enraged look. He pecked her on the cheek, enjoying the play of emotions on her face. "Love you, darlin'."
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It's shorter than I had expected when I started it. Anyways, comments are greatly appreciated!
Love,
Radz
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