Originally posted by: mahiaana
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⬇️ ~☆~ a lil story/moment ~☆~ ⬇️
Murtasim apne study room mei beithke kuch file check kar rahe the. Suddenly hears a knock on the door.
" ap ijazat de to andar a sakti hun " its none other but his wife meerab the damn woman who's been keep messing with his mind and body 24/7 since they got married and cherry on top its like she's not even aware with the fact what kind of power she has on him, what she does to him just by being near to him, talking to him oh that silky voice of her...
" MurTasiiim" this time meerab called him more loudly. His thoughts get hauled ' oh yeah so much silky voice murtasim ' he taunts himself
"kya? Kuch kaha apne?" She asked again while making her way towards his chair there's something very sinful about the tone or the way she is talking to him now and that didn't get missed by murtasim. He is not sure what exactly her intentions are today but one thing he's sure about is whenever meerab had came to him like this, talked in that flirty manner its always due to some badmashi going around in this lil minx mind.
Putting the file in his hand aside he leans back in his chair "Nahi to..aap bataye aaj kaise is nachees ko apne darshan dene agaye is wakt " murtasim replied matching the same flirtatious tone.
Its meerab's turn to take a gulp, there's something really sinful with the gaze he stares at her. 'Meerab focus on your task' she chided herself. And stopped right infront his chair "woh main apse kuch mangne ayi thi" her voice oh so soft murtasim could swear if that damn contract wasn't there he would have taken her right there on this huge table of his study.
"Aap ne mang liya tab to humari yeh jaan bhi khushi khushi hajir hein. Boliye kya chahiye"
"Woh..." her eyes travelled down from his eyes to his lips and unconscious to her own action she licks her lower lips wetting it. Murtasim clutched his hands, God is seriously taking his test today if the morning view he got wasn't enough to make him question his sanity ! His mind went back to this morning...
Murtasim was sipping his tea while his beautiful wife stepped out of the washroom fresh showered.
Meerab is wearinng a beautiful maroon dress, with a deep neckline her dupatta falling flat on one side, she bended down to take the earnings she's kept beside the bedside table flaunting a beautiful view her cleavage. His eyes travelled down for more, the dress she's wearing giving a perfect shape to those heavenly bosoms she's keeping him away on the sake of that damn contract from their marriage night. Fu#k he needs to get out of here before his mind takes him for another lala land journey resulting another cold shower session alone. He can't... just can't he's already jerked himself one time this morning.....not now again...
Murtasim's Flashback takes an end when he felt something heavy on his lap his eyes snapped towards the thing that has caused this feel of heavy-ness and its like he has never been taught how to take breathe. The cause of his sweet sweet pain is down there sitting on his lap, yes Meerab his wife who got mad on him just for touching her hair in bed is sitting right there on his lap. 'Ya khudaya' he sends his prayers to god why is this world being cruel to him, what have he done to deserve this level of testing?
As murtasim keep drifting away in some thoughts and Meerab being impatient not finding any other way to grab his full attention on her, she pulled the first stunt that comes to her mind and sit on his lap, her one hand went behind to rest on the chair's headboard other on murtasim's shoulder. Her fingers making their way down slowly tracing the tips of fingers from his shoulder to his biceps to his forearm. Letting her hand settle on his forearm meerab leaned towards his ear and whispers "Kehna tha ki...." took a pause and leaned backward again this time her hand which's resting on chair, came forward and touched his cheek slowly moving down towards his chin , her thumb making circular motions on his chin she leaned her head down and brought her lips near his ears again "Haya. ki. Shaadi. karwa. Do. Kisi. Acche. Se. Ladke ko. Dhund. Ke. Jald. Se. Jald.......please mur-tah-sim" murtasim's breath hitched, agar meerab usse is tarah uska jaan bhi maang leti to uska khuda gawa hein murtasim khushi khushi bina sawal ke apna jaan de meerab ke hawale kar deta. To yeh to bas haya ki shaadi hein
"I will ....soon"
( I'm sorry for all the mistakes. I'm not a native English speaker, nor urdu or hindi. I know there are a lot of grammar mistakes and all..please juta chappal or gaali na dena....
didn't even grt the chance to proof read for once as currently in a car travelling back home from aunty's place with my stupid cousins. No! none of them are hot like murtasim at all. Phate vaag mere)
Tagging few...but baki sabke liye bhi constructive gaalis/criticism are allowed.
We want next part. & more romantic one ☺️
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