Drabble 2: Cold Showers
Shiva's eyes opened as he detected a movement near the angaan. He drowsily opened his eyes to check the time.
2 am, it read.
Puzzled, he got up to check who was up at this late. His steps halted as he saw Raavi hurriedly walk to their room, Water dripping from her long hair, Her wet clothes from the day clutched tightly in her arms.
'Why was this Chipkali bathing so late at night?' he wondered as he soundlessly tiptoed to their room, curious about her antics.
He was unable to fall asleep as various thoughts clouded his mind. Why was he so lost in these thoughts you ask? His sudden act of jealousy and possessiveness had disturbed his hatred, to a very high extent.
He was ready to push her away as he was absolutely done with her. But why was he not able to come to terms with seeing him with another man, let alone imagine her happy with someone else?
His love for her was overpowering his hatred, and he was trying to hold on to his hatred as much as he can. But he knew this vixen was not letting him move away from her. True to the popular term 'Chipkali' which he called her adoringly, she was glued to his heart with such a permanent fix, the moment he is trying to move away, with the glue, he is feeling himself being bound to her, and there was no way out of this.
His thoughts were disoriented and he was finding it hard to reach a conclusion. Yet again, he was stuck between whether she deserves a chance or not. He felt agitated when those ladies talked ill about her, and he just wanted to rip their voices from their throats to even dare utter such nonsense for his Raavi. But surprisingly, rather than getting offended by their harsh claims and accusations, she was calm, and she stood confidently for their relationship, which he had declared that he didn't want.
But it seems like she was not losing hope. She was testing her love and faith in God.
"Omph" a loud shriek of pain brought him back from his thoughts. His eyes quickly dashed to her to check what happened and his eyes widened as he saw her sprawled on the floor, clutching her foot for support.
His tongue clicked his teeth as he struggled whether he should go and help her. But then this would mean that her presence still affected him and knowing this fact, his Chipkali will start bouncing in happiness.
And he couldn't afford that. He felt bad when he saw there were silent tears as she tried to stop herself from crying in pain as she tried to soothe her foot.
'F*ck it..' He thought as he shrugged and rushed to her aid, picking her up bridal style and carrying her to the bed, lightly settling her twisted foot.
"Puri ki puri pagal hai yeh ladki. Aadhi raat ko nahati hai, fir paani pe slip hoke girti hai. Pata nahi iss khali dimag mein kya khichdi pakti rehti hai.." He grumbled as he inspected her almost swollen foot.
He pulled open a drawer beside the bed table and applied the ointment, unknown to the storm that was brewing inside Raavi.
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Raavi cringed as she felt his fingers gently massage over her injured foot. Too ashamed to voice out her feelings, she just wanted to bury herself inside her quilt to hide her embarrassment.
She sniffed lightly as the pain was unbearable. The pain of her heart, which was screaming for love. The pain of her body, that craved her Man's attention. She was no saint, she had relieved herself from all the sexual thoughts by masturbation since she knew having an intimate relationship with Shiva was going to take time.
She was okay with it, as her imagination with Shiva pleasuring her body was enough to make her wet was okay, But for the past few days, she was unable to have these thoughts as she was stressed with all kinds of thoughts.
It had been 3 weeks that she had confessed to him, and almost over a month when she had realized her feelings for him. Honestly, when she heard about Rishita's pregnancy, she felt jealous that the girl was lucky. She was getting 'it' happily from her husband, who was madly in love with her and they were now ready to start their own family.
And here, she was all waiting for the acceptance of her feelings by her Man, who was a tough nut to crack and was not even thinking of giving her a chance. She had tried all the things, but none of them were working for her. Even when she stood close to him, he had no effect of their closeness as he kept himself busy in glaring the hell out of her.
If her waiting for a perfect plan to convince Shiva to marry her wasn't enough, the pain of not being able to have an orgasm was adding up to her miseries. She had visited the doctor to know more about her problem, Only to meltdown in shame in embarrassment.
She was suffering from some sexual disorder, and she was advised a Psychosexual therapy. Psychosexual therapy may help a woman overcome orgasm problems. It involves exploring her feelings about herself, sex, and her relationship.
In brutally honest words, the doctor had told her the problem. She was not sufficient in attracting her man. Shiva was not sexually attracted to her. With all the closeness and her wearing some revealing outfits, in a shameless attempt to attract Shiva, she had made such a brutal fool out of herself. What was the point to even getting that therapy when she knew it was not gonna help her?
And to even think of something about intimacy at this point, when her relationship with Shiva was on the verge to end. Her heart cried in silent despair as she could see a probability that she might never get to be intimate with Shiva.
With a heavy heart, she snatched her feet from his hold, who was slightly blowing on her foot, and the fool was not even aware what a simple blow from those delectable lips of his on her exposed, freshly out of shower body was doing to her senses.
"Yeh sab dikhawa karne ki zaroorat nahi hai Shiva. Mein theek hun." She whispered in a low tone, desperately trying to control her pounding heart.
Her heart was also playing games with her. Reacting to small gestures from Shiva, when her body was not even responding to her sexual urges.
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Shiva was taken aback by the sudden change in her demeanor. However, he couldn't think more as he saw nail marks on her neck and upper chest.
Nail marks on her neck? He gulped as he looked away, trying hard to distract himself.
Before he could stop himself, his hand reached out to her neck, as his fingers lightly grazed the nail marks.
"Yeh kiske naakhun ke nishaan hai Raavi?" he wondered as she looked startled at his question. He lightly pressed the nail marks, trying to figure out where did the nail marks come from.
She knew if she didn't divert him, he will make her spill the beans, and she had enough of the embarrassment for the day and didn't wanted Shiva to add one more to the list.
So she quickly blurted an excuse. "Kuch nahi, Billi ke hain. Abhi to jaa. Mujhe neend aa rahi hai. Tu so jaa aur mujhe bhi sone de." And with that she pulled the blanket above her head clearly avoiding showing any part of her body.
He frowned at his Chipkali's antics as he made his way out.
What was wrong with this girl?
Why was she acting weird like that?
I know again a short one, But I hope you are getting the wind of where this Drabble is leading to...
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