~Raman's Toothy Treatment~
He was in her clinic, sitting on the half straight half sleeping dental chair; clutching his jaw in answer to the pain ringing in his tooth.
Iss madrasqn ne pakka mere daat ke saath kuch setting ki hai...jabse wo mili hai sala tabhi se iss daat ne dukhna shuru kia hai!!!
Indirectly or directly Raman always found a way to blame Ishita even on the things that she was remotely aware of!
Ab issi ke paas jata hun...kisi aur dentist ke paas gaya toh na jane kab sui chubha de. Aur jab ghar pe free ki dentist hai toh kahi aur kyu jaana. This was the thought when Raman had decided to visit Ishita.
Internally he knew that Ishita will never hurt him as she was very well aware of his sui-phobia so she wouldn't use it even if she has to! With this faith in mind, he took an appointment and reached well before time.
"Raman aap phone kar dete ki milne aa rahe hai?"
"Tumse milne aau? Dimag theek hai mera! Pagal nahi hun jo apne hi pairo pe kuladhi maaru!"
"Par raman aap milne toh aaye hi hai aur aap is chair pe kyu baithe hai. Bilkul Ruhi pe gaye hai, usse bhi ye chair bhot pasand hai"
"Bewakoof aurat! Apni appointmemt list check karti bhi ho ya aise hi jo bhi aata hai usse batiyane lag jaati ho? Patient ban ke aaya hu pati nahi"
With concern filled in her eyes Ishita ran towards Raman, " Kya hua aapko?"
"Kal se jab bhi kha rha hun daat mein dard ho rha hai."
She looked at him with loving and reassuring eyes, the doctor inside her awaken in full force or was it the wifely concern?
She checked his tooth, it was a serious situation, she even might have to sedate him to feed the medicine to his gums. If it might have been someone else, Ishita would have comforted that person and sedated him/her even if they could not stand syringes but it was Raman and she could almost feel his pain herself. Her concern was transforming to panic and in an attempt to stay calm she took off her doctor's coat not realising that the pallu which usually covered her waist was now exposing her full belly and even half of her blouse.
Ye Raman aise kyu dekh rahe hai?
"Raman aapko ek baar toh injection lagana hi hoga, agar maine aapko anesthesia nahi diya toh medicine fill karte waqt jyada pain hoga."
Ye raman aise pause kyu ho gaye hai? Injection sun ke toh inhe yahan se ab tak bhaag jaana chahiye tha aise ajeeb tarah se ghoor rahe hai.
In an attempt to understand Raman's action, Ishita looked down and was shocked. He looked away instantly realising that he was staring.
Ishita noticed guilt, sadness and maybe a bit of shyness in his eyes and her heart melted right away. He can be shameless and a jerk about it like he usually is when he has to taunt her but instead he chooses to look away and get all shy as if trying to say that he doesnt have any bad intentions.
Raman's sharp antenna had already processed the word 'injection' but they had waited for Raman to finish his staring session and when he finally knew what she had said, he almost jumped out of the chair ready to bear the tooth ache rather than getting injected.
"Mai jaa raha hun, nahi karani tumse treatment, tumhe toh bas sui chubhane ka bahana chahiye."
Ishita placed her hands on his shoulder and forced him back on chair. Seeing this vulnerable Raman was giving her such a pain as if she was hersef bearing the tooth ache.
Kuch toh karna padega. Inko distract karna hoga.
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Only he knew the pain he was undergoing.
Only he knew what havoc was created inside his pants at the sight of her...her...uhh just thinking about it gave him a hard time...a really hard time. Only he knew how sensitive his body parts were to her touch. As if this was not enough, she was giving him innocent and concerned glances. Yeah as if she is sorry for causing this havoc in his pants.
He tried to act as if he had to leave due to the pain but she forced him down. How he wished she was doing that for some other purpose.
Raman was busy consulting his intelligent and controlled version to guide him along the right path when he saw her moving a little backwards...she stopped few steps away from him. Her hand shot up towards the holy pin that kept her pallu hooked to her blouse. In a swift motion, her hands undid the pin and her pallu which kept her and Raman's integrity intact fell on the ground.
Ye...ye Ishita kar kya rahi hai?
Raman tried to form these words on his lips but...even his lips were busy imagining themselves upon her.
He knew that this was another dream...wet dream to be precise that he was having and he would wake up soon. So until then he decided to sit back and let the things unfold.
Thats when Ishita started walking towards him and his heart stopped. Her breasts were in level with his eyes but with great effort he tore his eyes away from this sinful sight and looked up, straight in her eyes. She was looking somewhere above him.
This woman is soo damn confusing. It was his last thought before her breasts directly crashed into his head.
He had to admit the kanjivaram blouse had a nice feel to it moreover the soft cussion of her breasts and her intoxicating scent were enough to send him spiraling into another world.
He so desperately wanted to grab her waist and pull her into him but he knew that the thing in his pants would go insane and then he would not be in charge of his body...a wild hungry beast would be.
When he finally began enjoying his life in her arms, she stepped back a little and in utter confusion he glanced up to see that she was adjusting the overhead light while he was thinking all sorts of naughty things.
He groaned in frustration and she thought it was because of his pain and again those concerned filled loving eyes looked into his confused once and with gentle touch on his cheek she said, "bas thodi der aur then i promise there would be no pain."
Thodi der spaked his antenna into irritation. Bas thodi der? I want this to go on forever.
She noticed his discomfort and took it to be his pain.
Pagal aurat, kapde nikal ke bewakoofo wali harkate kar rahi hai.
His antenna signals caught the big syringe in her hand but Raman ignored them as he was so busy looking at her silky hair flying here and there.
And then she did the unmistakable. She bent and that marked the Integillent and controlled Raman's shaheed diwas.
She bent doing something to his tooth but he was watching the adult film playing in front of his eyes. Her breasts merging together to form a perfect cleavage. He loved his ability to pick out the finest of details but right now he hated his eyes for watching so closely and picking out every fine curvy detail. He regretted his ungrateful comments about her kanjivaram saarhis as her kanjivaram blouse was mocking him. Telling him that it can touch what he cant.
Kya aap apne pati ko torture karna chahte hai?
If yes then make him sit on a dental chair.
Take off your saarhi.
Crash your breasts into his head.
Look at him as if nothing happened.
Poke a syringe into his mouth so that even though he wants to look away but he cant move his head an inch.
Yeah thats Raman, wanting to look away but cannot even try to do so.
Finally he gave in to his senses. He stopped trying to control the havoc in his pants. Dikhta hai toh dikh jaaye. Galti kiski hai? Kapde toh usne nikale.
He looked at her soft soft cleavage while she was busy fixing his tooth. He registered some pain in back of his mouth but it was nothing compared to the longing he felt for her.
Afrer 15 minutes of torture she stepped back. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
She voiced an "Aiyoo" and started plating her saarhi.
"Ishita maam sab theek hai na? Aapne darwaza kyu lock kia hai?"
"Haan sarika bas aa rahi hun. Wait outside."
Oh toh isne pehle se setting kar rakhi hai. Darwaza bhi band kar diya.
He looked at her. She was frantically adjusting her blouse and he couldn't help thinking that this little show was just for him. That she didn't feel the need to adjust her blouse in front of him but needed to do so in front of some other person even though it was a woman. In a way this little gesture of hers screamed at him that only he was allowed to have a look at her exposed skin and no one else.
She opened the door, talked briefly with Sarika and came back towards him.
"Dekha mujhe aapko anesthetic injection bhi nahi dena pada. Sab acche se ho gaya aur aap hile bhi nahi. In fact shayad aapko dard bhi nahi hua. Haina?"
"Tumhe nahi lagta ki tumne uss silk smitha wale title ko jyada serioisly le liya hai?"
"Woh actually aapko distract karna tha toh socha..."
"For god's sake phir kabhi mat sochna aur ye batao tum sabko toh aise distract nahi karti ho na? Uss hero Siddharth ko toh ye adult film nahi dikhayi na?"
"Aap bhi naa. Kuch bhi. Aur waise bhi mujhe aapko shock dena tha. I knew ki aap mujhse attract-wattract toh nahi honge par shock mein jaroor chale jaayenge aur phir aapka dhyan bhatak jaayega."
Attract-wattract? Dhyan bhatkana? Does this woman know that she was stripping him of his self control bit by bit , piece by piece and all she thought was that she was sending him into shock.
Yes he was shocked but more than then he is shocked NOW.
Her innocence. Her concern. He couldnt help feeling thankful and angry. She cannot do this. He was trapped in his own web. Kya zaroorat thi usse bar bar moti kehne ki. Ab usse sach mein lagta hai that I dont find her attractive isliye aisi harkate karti hai.
She knew that the syringe would kill him so she found a new way to kill him.
"Kis musibat se shaadi kar li maine."
He had to take revenge. He had to make her realise that she cannot go around stripping and play with his self control. Raman Kumar bhalla never fails!
Kuch toh sochna padega!!
Edited by Scribble_Tweety - 11 years ago
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