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hi vidya di 🤗
awesome !!
raman toh ek pe ek clean bold kar raha hai ishita ko😉
n ishita caught blushing 😉 now he won;t leave her till he get his answers😃
update soon di🤗
Hello YHMians, back with a new part...something to lighten up the mood after the emotional episodes in the show. hope u like it...
kids keep away plss
If there are errors, pls excuse them...
thanks to all who liked and commented...ur comments really mean a lot...thanks a ton
PMs later...
Part 5:
He grinned cheekily at his win and muttered, "Jhansi ki rani sharmaa gayi! Accha hai!"
She heard it and showed him a funny face before turning around to the opposite side. She knew that further discussion on the same could prove disastrous and could bring out more embarrassing questions and situations which she wasn't capable of handling at the moment. So she chose to back off silently. Only her rolling eyes chided him to keep quiet and not to assume things.
Though he laughed it off like a joke, such antics of hers, her rolling of eyes, raising and narrowing of her eyebrows had started seeming cute to him. He smiled and buried himself into the soft mattress hugging the pillows tightly, closely to himself [No marks for guessing who he assumed the pillows to be but would never accept it!]
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She couldn't sleep though she closed her eyes and posed to sleep. His comments about her wanting a baby and its deeper meanings were replaying in her mind. Did she really mean what Raman said or had she just blurted it out in an emotional outburst? Raman digging into it and cooking up such meanings was surely affecting her adversely. She couldn't flush it out even after umpteen attempts.
She dared not open her eyes as she feared him to read her thoughts. Such taunts and comments from him were hazardous to her sanity. She better not let him barge into that private territory of hers.
She didn't know when she finally drifted into sleep exhausted by the crazy thoughts.
She moved in her sleep feeling a delicate yet sensuous touch on her feet. It was him, she realized with a shiver but she couldn't stop him as his seductive fingers slowly scrolled through her body. She moaned in the explosive pleasure that his slow playful lingering touches gave her. It was literally setting her creamy skin on fire. She shuddered, giggled and wriggled when his hands reached the most sensitive spots of her. Not able to able to handle it further, she just turned around hastily voicing huskily, "Raman..."
There she landed on the floor with a thud and it was too late when she realized that it was just a dream.
A few minutes before, Raman who had been in a shallow slumber woke up to some weird sounds and that too coming from the couch. He opened his eyes and focussed on the sleeping form on the couch. In the darkness or rather the faint dim light from the streetlights, all he could see was her tossing up and down the couch. He had barely muttered, "Yeh madrasan kya kar rahi hai? Paagal!" when he heard her call him "Raman"
That husky yet soft voice gave him weird sensations too. there was something different in her way of calling him.
Before he could ask her what it was, she fell to the floor. He got up and switched on the light before rushing to her. She opened her eyes widely when he touched her to lift her up. Almost shrugging off his touch for obvious reasons, she mumbled, "Main teek hoom"
The dream she had seen had really blown her off and literally threw her off the couch. When she rejected his touch, and his help to get up, he smacked her loudly, "mooh pe giri phir bhi akad nahi gayi...aur jaathi bhi kaise, thoda akal hoti toh aise nahi girthi"
She glared at him for his insensitive talk, "akad ka jeetha jaagtha dukaan mere saath hai toh kaise jaayegi?"
He mocked a wide smile in reply. The thought in her mind was why can't he forcefully help her? She ignored his taunt and slowly tried to get up. She had fallen between the couch and the glass table which was indeed a narrow space just fitting her in.
Each time she tried to lift herself she slipped back to the floor. Raman looked at her pitying her state as if caught between a devil and ocean. Yes her helplessness and her ego were pulling her down and he couldn't help chuckle sarcastically. He knew that she would never tell him to help her but he had to. He couldn't let her suffer like that.
Ignoring all her protests, he just scooped her into his arms and walked to the bed. She kept telling, "Couch pe couch pe..."
"Chup..." his stern command shut her up totally. He laid her down on the bed and she slowly voiced, "parr mujhe yahaan nahi couch pe sona hai"
Raman stared at her and then replied, "dekho apne aapko aur uss nanna munna couch ko... bechaara couch ko ab baksh dho..."
His taunt flared her up more and she tried to get up but her back gave up on her. She fell back clutching her back in pain. He was worried, "couch pe so so ke hi tumaara yeh haal hai...utt bhi nahi paa rahi...ab chup chaap yahi so jao..."
She had no other option but do what he said for now. He went to his side and as he sat on the bed, he was back to his Raavan mode, "mauke ka faydha matth utaana...samjhi?"
She didn't reply but just gave a glaring look and tried to sleep as far as possible from him, almost to the edge of the bed, making sure that she would touch him even by mistake.
He grinned at her gesture and wondered how his life had changed. These taunts and fun times have indeed made him a new better person, cheerful and simple human who yearns for and smiles at simple light moments of life. Ishita was indeed his sunshine for life. She made his life interesting and worth living. Shagun's taunts regarding Ishita and the platonic relationship he shared with Ishita came running to his mind. This magical and unique bonding he shared with Ishita can never be understood by a woman like Shagun. He took a deep breath and gazed at his wife who innocently lay far from him. She seemed to have taken his taunt way too seriously. He smiled and leaned to her. Grabbing her shoulders, almost startling her, he made her sleep comfortably. He replied to her unasked question, "Bed khaafi bada hai...comfortably so sakthi ho..."
She turned around as if she was a puppet at his hands while he instantly switched to his taunt mode, "par first condition yaadh rakhna...don't touch me..."
She clenched her teeth and looked away from him but her mind was speaking a different thing altogether. His comments hinting directly at the physical relationship and then the sensual dream had really taken a toll on her mental state. Her body reacted weirdly and had an alien sensation each time she saw him and the worst part was that she felt good at those weird sensations. She continuously prayed that she doesn't fall weak or let her inner thoughts get open before him.
He, on the other side was constantly trying to keep her away from him because he was indeed falling prey to his urges. She was having an irrevocable effect on him. Refraining from touching each other was only to retain his self enforced controls, else he would do something beyond repair. Being so close to his lovely wife and yet control his masculine desires was not any easy task.
The more he controlled himself and arrested such thoughts, the more he thought about her and was on the verge of breaking the barriers between them. All he could think was to pull her to himself and make love to her. It was Jhansi ki rani and it wouldn't be any day soft and gentle...wild and passionate, perhaps! Even the thought made his inners burn in the desire. He couldn't help but turn to her side. She was facing the opposite side.
She hadn't slept too. What was she thinking? Was she also in the same state as his? Questions clogged his mind.
Sleep evaded him. He saw her toss and move. Her soft whimpers each time she moved weren't unnoticed by him. He realized that she was still in pain or was it something else? Was his presence close to her impacting her the same way as it did to him?
Though not looking at his side, she could feel his eyes on her. Even his mere gaze was igniting her with a feeling which she couldn't interpret or relate to.
Slowly, a shrill shiver went up her spine when she felt her kurta being lifted up. Before she could turn around or react to it, his fingers touched her bare skin around her waist. It felt like electric current passed through her. She had to stop this before it was too late.
Her logical mind took over and the next moment, she tried to get up in a startle, "aiyooo...yeh kya kar rahe ho aap?"
He placed his other hand on her mouth, "shhh...mujhe yeh karne dho...warna dono ko neend nahi aayegi"
Her eyes widened in shock and locked itself in his eyes which reflected raw passion and desire.
Pee Loon Tere Neele Neele Naino Se Shabnam,
Pee Loon Tere Geele Geele Honto Ki Sargam,
Pee Loon Hai Peene Ka Musam,
Tere Sang Ishq Kaari Hai,
Tere Sang Ik Khumari Hai,
Tere Sang Chain Bhi Mujhko,
Tere Sang Bekarari Hai...
Tere Bin Jee Nahy Lagta
Tere Bin Jee Nahy Sakta,
Tujh Pe Hai Haare Maine Waare Do Jahan
Kurbaan Marhban Ke Main To Kurbarn,
Sun Le Sadaaa...
[To be continued]
I know i know sab mujhe gurr rahe ho...devil ki entry wrong time pe hogayi...😆😉
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