Trapped:
"Shiva chod," Raavi screeched as she pulled the blanket towards her. They had been playing tug of war with the blanket for the past ten minutes and her annoyance was increasing by the minute; especially since she knew the overheated Bhootnath had no need for a blanket, warmth seeping out of every inch of his skin.
"Gadhedi, tu chod," Shiva replied while pulling the blanket back towards him. Did he necessarily need the blanket? No. But the opportunity to annoy the fcuk out of the Chipkali was too golden to miss. The way her nose scrunched up in irritation was the most adorable sight and he would gladly indulge in this game of tug of war to bask in her cuteness.
Raavi huffed in irritation and pulled the blanket with as much force as she could muster, tightening her grip to the extent of letting no air pass through. Shiva matched her force with ten times the strength and tugged at the blanket, sending her toppling into his arms - with the blanket of course.
Raavi landed on top of him, her head resting in the crook of his neck and her hands clutching onto the blanket while leaning up against his chest. Shiva circled his arms around her waist to steady her and she laid there, trapped. Her heart raced at the speed of lightening as he pulled them up into a sitting position, every corner of his body still pressed up against hers.
She slightly shifted back to meet his eyes but found him intently staring at her shoulder instead. She followed his gaze and realized that the blanket had slipped down and along with it the strap of her top. The thin strap rested against her bicep, revealing a small amount of her right breast to his hungry eyes.
Shiva was in a dilemma about whether he wanted to run his lips across that small patch of skin or bite into her strap with his teeth and trail it up her shoulder till it rested in its rightful place. He decided he could opt for both options if he played his cards right but sighed in disappointment as Raavi let go of her grip on the blanket and hastily pulled her strap back up.
"Tu hi rakh blanket," she stuttered out pushing it towards him and moving out from in between his legs. She had almost made it back to her side when he crossed his legs, and pulled her into his lap. She gasped at the sudden force and squirmed against his chest, thankful that at least the blanket was separating her back from his chest.
"Tujhe zyada zaroorat hai na? Tu rakh," he replied while curling strands of her hair around his finger and moving them all to one side of her shoulder. He pressed his nose into the sweet spot where her neck met her shoulder and ran his fingers along her right arm. As he dragged his fingers from the top of her arm to the her fingertips, he covered her arm with the blanket and then swiped it across her chest to tuck under her left arm. His touch lingered for just a second when his fingers reached her cleavage but he kept it as innocent as possible. He repeated the same procedure with her left arm while Raavi shuddered from the trail of fire he was marking across her body.
His nose trailed the length of her neck and shoulder, stopping at the teasing strap for a quick moment of appreciation before continuing its path. Once he was satisfied that her upper body was secured tightly in the blanket, he moved his hands downwards to her legs. He tucked the blanket on both sides of her legs, his fingers trailing up and down her thighs, knees, and shins. Though her legs were fully covered, the flimsy pajamas she wore were no match for the heat he emitted. She sucked in her breath as he nipped the strap of her top before completely engulfing her in the blanket.
She tried to wriggle out of the blanket but he had wrapped her in tightly, just as one would do for a burrito. "Shivaaa, I can't move," she whined while trying to shake any body part of hers, but it was all in vain. "That's exactly the point," he whispered while laying them back and turning their bodies to the side. He wrapped his arms around her front and nudged his nose into the back of her head. She tried to break his hold but her attempts proved to be futile. Fed up with her failed attempts, she huffed in irritation and snuggled in more before closing her eyes - trapped again. Shive smiled into her hair and pulled in his little burrito, even closer.
Later that night, she had finally managed to slip out of the blanket but had grown accustomed to his warmth. A warmth that she wasn't ready to give up just yet so she settled for slipping the blanket out from in between them and covering both of their bodies before pressing her back up against his chest and wrapping her arms around his.
Oh how lovely it is to be trapped.
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