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"Abeer, kahan ho tum?" Meher called out, skipping into their room.
The grand smile on her face turned into pout when she didn't find Abeer to be there.
"He's not even in here," She spoke to herself, "then where is he?"
She bit her index finger as she pondered where else he could be as she had just come from searching the entire house.
Abeer opened the bathroom door and saw Meher standing in the middle, looking ever so cute in her yellow and pink salwar suit. Her way of thinking, nibbling on her fingers, was so endearing to him. Chuckling to himself, Abeer leaned against the door and watched her babble to herself about how she is never able to find him when she needs him. But every other time, he'll be hovering around her like a bumble bee.
As he silently laughed to himself, Abeer looked down and noticed he was naked save for the white towel wrapped around his waist. A mischievous glint sparkled in his eye. It had been quite a while since he got to see Meher get all flustered. He couldn't possibly give up a golden opportunity like this.
Walking up to her, he lowered his head beside hers and whispered, "Looking for me?"
He deliberately touched his cheek lightly onto her hair and breathed on her, allowing his scent to engulf her.
Just as he wanted, Meher's babbling stopped and a deep red crept up onto her face. Her jaw opened and closed as she was unable to coherently form words. Compared to his incessant stare at her, Meher kept darting her eyes around, unable to look at him.
"Haan... voh," She stammered and played with the end of her embroidered dupatta. "Where were you?" She held in her breath as Abeer's nose touched the edge of her eye and glided its way down her cheek. "I... I was looking everywhere," The last word came out as a soft sigh as his lips brushed the top of her neck.
"I was..." Abeer grinned wildly as he knew his next words were going to send her over the edge. "...cleaning myself."
As predicted, Meher's eyelids fluttered rapidly and she clumped the cloth of her salwar. Abeer noticed how her chest rose and fell ever so slowly. Right now, he felt like pressing her against himself and placing a claim on her every breath.
"Don't you want to see," He snaked his hand towards the front of her stomach and whispered hotly against her ear, "if I did a good job?" He aggressively pulled her back against his chest.
Meher's hand immediately went to his and clutched it. She leaned her head back and pressed the top of her nose along the underside of his jaw.
"Show me." She breathed against his neck, before placing a wet kiss on the same spot.
With their flesh still touching each other, Meher turned around and saw the lust filling up in Abeer's eyes.
Growling, Abeer locked her legs around his waist and took her to the bathroom.
