Drabble/OS Prompts - #22 up FEB 26 (Index for all prompts on page 1) - Page 72

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A/N: Hi, here is the next one!

I know it has been a while! I have had NO TIME to sit and write. Enjoy this one! :)

Oh! This is not proof read, so ignore any mistakes!

Request by kajen_crazy

Prompt: "A regular day in AsYa married life before kids..."

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It was just another night and we sat on the bed, glaring at each other yet with a slight of humor in our eyes. It may sound weird that sitting on bed and glaring at each other was just another night, but when it came to us; to Asad and Zoya, weird was normal.

A smirk played on my face as his lips turned up into a smile. His deep soulful eyes that always held so much love for me sparkled with confidence. Oddly, that confidence in those eyes turned me on.

"Spell "superior"," He said, licking his lips. He knew that if he looked so appealing to me, my mind went somewhere else and I knew his game plan and I was not going to let him win tonight. I rolled my eyes at him and his tries of dazzling me and let my eyes wonder around as I pretended not to know how to spell the word.

"Do you know Zoya? Or are we done with the whole thing already?" He said my name with more volume and smirk in his voice.

"S-u-p-e-r-i-o-r" I spelled giggling and jabbing my finger in his jaw. "Not so easy, Not-So-Modest husband of mine!"

He pushed my hand away rolling his eyes but smiled at me. I giggled at my smartness. Zoya Farooqui Khan is hard to defeat, and he should know that by now.

"Okay so spell...tedious." He said next. I snorted at him, that was too easy and I knew it.

"T-e-d-i-o-u-s...Tedious," I rattled off.

He chuckled, "Spell "gorgeous"."

"Um...that's easy...g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s...Gorgeous," I said and he was still only chuckling.

He clapped his hands in mocked happiness at my spelling. I rolled my eyes, "You are not into the game, Asad!" I said and turned my back to him. Suddenly he was there, kissing my neck and breathing in my ear.

"Spell stubborn...spell loveable...spell mine...all the words I could think of were about you. You are superior, you are gorgeous, beyond it actually, you are stubborn, loveable and you are mine." He whispered in ears. He may as well be speaking French for all I cared. All I heard was the low sound and hoarse sound that sent shivers down my back.

I blushed at his words but I refused to lose this game.

Asad had made a jibe at me in the morning that I could not spell even simple words. Anyone in this world could get confused at times and add an extra "c" in the word necessary. But no, Asad had to turn his arrogant look and call me a learning child. Well, Zoya Farooqui , oops, Zoya Khan, does not simply listen to such inane accusations.

So I challenged him to our very own Spelling Bee. Sounds rather simple, right? Not really. When have I ever made life easy for him, as Asad constantly likes to tell me! So, I added a little twist to the game.

Whoever won the challenge will get to exercise extra control in the, um, bedroom activities tonight. After a lot of blushing and spluttering, my Prude Ahmed Khan finally agreed.

So here we were, trying to get each other to forfeit. By any means possible.

"Spell...Bitten..." I said, and bit my bottom lip in the process.

I heard him growl in my ear and I tried hiding my smile. I felt him shake his head no.

"Is that a no?" I asked, innocently.

"No..." It was almost a growl.

Asad: 0 Zoya: 1

I giggled and jumped out his arms. I did what Asad likes to call my happy dance, which he has seen me done a lot lately. I stick my tongue out at him and then I feel being spun around to find myself being tossed on the bed. He pinned my arms down as he looked down at me, a smile on his face.

"You played me, you cheated, and that's not fair." He pouted. He had developed a rather funny response to anything related to bites after that one "visible to everyone "hickey incidence

I leaned up and kissed his nose still giggling and moved on top of him. He growled, attacking my lips. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance and I gave it to him readily. His tongue was hot and eager, as it fought with mine for dominance. He won quickly turning us over. He never lets me be on top! I moaned in his mouth and he tugged on my shirt.

I pulled away and stared him in the eyes.

"Asad wait, I need to get something off my chest first," I whispered playing with my fingers.

"Okay, let me help you with that...this shirt is blocking your way for that to happen..." He reached for my shirt again and I laughed at him, pushing his hands away.

I bit my lip then and he frowned at me. When I did that, bit my lips, that is, he knew something was bothering me.

"Tell me Zoya..." It was a low plead, his eyes filled with care. Curiosity swam inside his eyes also.

"It's just...I love..."

"You love what Zoya? It's fine...tell me." he said.

"I love...that..." I felt the smile break across my face, "That I'm smarter than you!" I cheered.

Asad: 0 Zoya: 2

He narrowed his eyes at me and glared at me then. I think he was trying to look upset and dangerous, but his gaze only made me feel hot and bothered. We have been married for a year and by now, he should know better what that look does to me!

"Are you really smarter than me or should we talk about history and continue the game with that genre now?" he whispered in my ears in a low and hoarse voice.

I gulped and turned around in his arms. Perhaps he knew that what that look did me and he was using it to his advantage, yet again. But no, I was not going to let him get me!

"Let's sleep." I suggested and he kissed my forehead with a low chuckle.

"So forfeit it is then...and that makes me smarter than you, my love..." I could hear the smugness in his voice. He could be such a child sometimes.

I stuck my tongue out to him and tried sleeping as he hummed a random song in my ear that sounded a lot like a victory song. I pushed him off of me.

"I won, Zoya. You refuse to continue the game and that means I am the winner, fair and square. And now I get to chose to what to do, how to do, when to do!" he crooned in my ear in that low and seductive voice of his that had me forgetting all thoughts of getting sleep. Mmm. I was suddenly more interested in what was about to follow.

Now the real brilliance of my game was that even the loss did not really seem like a loss, after all. See? Zoya Khan is rather bright.

Asad continued to whisper sweet nothings in my ears which had me spiraling down the tunnel of lust.

Asad: 1 Zoya: 2

"So, I get to chose what to do?" he murmured as he caressed my body and evoked the delicious thrums of pleasurable electricity down my body. His wandering hands settled on the most sensitive parts of my flesh and turned his on ministrations on full force.

I was an incoherent mess of limbs soon enough as the coil deep in my body grew tighter and tighter, almost begging to be free. Asad brought me to right at the edge of the cliff. I was panting to fall off the edge. I was right there. My body tensed as it waiting to release.

And then the next moment, his hands completely left my body and he tucked the covers around me. He then pecked my forehead and said, "Good night."

I was still panting and gasping for air, frantic for the height. My body was taut and craving for the release. I looked at Asad's relaxed form next me incredulously.

"W-what the h-hell, ASAD?" I gasped.

"Well I can do what I want, right? So, good night!" he shrugged his shoulders.

Asad: 2 Zoya: 2

I gaped at him. The nerve of this man! I growled at him and smacked him harshly across his bicep. "You are a mean person, Asad Khan. This is cruelty!" I cried.

Asad laughed at me, "Not a very brilliant plan now was it, Mrs. Khan?"

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Oh, but it was, Mr. Khan!" I said evily as my hands slid down to finish what he started. His eyes grew big and he gulped as his eyes followed my limbs' movement.

Asad: 2 Zoya: 3

And Zoya wins.

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A/N: How was it? So, it turned out a little not-so-innocent. I swear it was so not my intention. But when I started writing it, I just went with the flow! LOL!

I hope you enjoyed it!

Leave comments!

Cheers,

Simi

Originally posted by: sarbrathan

That was quite good, but I am confused I thought Zoya won when Asad refused to spell bitten?😕

thanks for the pm😊

Originally posted by: saida.m

Well.."bitten" was sort of cheating, you see 😆😆 but Zoya refused to play anymore

Yeah, I am sort of crazy.

😆