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Being married to your best friend though is very convenient in terms of knowing each other well, has its own challenges.
Shravan and Sumo had attained the title of 'happily married' soon after they had surpassed all hurdles and misunderstandings and had finally confessed there feelings for one other. Sure it was only Shravan who had verbally phrased his love, whereas Suman on the other hand could only do it in all other gestures except words!
Suman had returned to Malhotra Mansion and had proudly taken her rightful place as the daughter-in-law of the house, Shravan was contend with his life for the first time in his adulthood but the couple was still struggling through their transition from best friends to husband & wife.
Things had began to turn awkward starting from the day they had decided to have a fresh start of their married life.
The day one went in joyous family conversations, reconciliation of relationships and apologies and forgiving for wrong deeds. It had come to end on a pleasant note.
God knows this wasn't as awkward as the first time when Sumo and he had to spend the night as a couple! Court marriage had stunned Sumo enough to respond to anything while Shravan had been in his own sweet world of revenge.
But this day was a bit different. Seniors had wished them good night with a blushing expression and the younger folks had suggestive looks on the faces. They were left alone to take their journey towards the bedroom.
Let alone knowing what was to done with the latest promotion of the relationship, they weren't able to decide who was to lock the door from inside!
They entered in silence with hearts beating faster. She was having flustered feels of a newly wedded bride. What if he was in mind of completing all rituals of the pending incomplete marriage tonight itself. She was trying to brace herself as she was certain that denying him for anything was going to be really difficult for her now and surely she didn't want to. He was in the dilemma as to what was he expected to do. He could not claim her as his own the very night, she might want to get herself habituated to the idea of them being a couple and if he had waited for this for so long he could wait a bit longer for her sake. Although, he was sure that these last days of his wait was going to be hell harsh on him.
They were trying hard to stay normal yet were hyperaware of their presence like anything, as if all the five sense organs of theirs had surrendered to the fact that they were close.
They went to bed, talked for the night as friends, well as friends-cum-lovers, bantering, arguing along with blushing and smiling and slept in the similar fashion as they used to before with the exception that today they had smiling faces facing each other. She snuggled closer to him and rested her head on the crook of his neck and hands on his chest, pretending to be asleep she took long breaths of air mingled with his scent. He too gave in the act of being sleepy and held her close by her waist and tucked her securely beneath his chin.
The next morning found them sleeping in peace but with his head on her shoulder and hands holding her like she was his only reason of living.
They woke up together stealing quiet glances at each other and she sat up rearranging her night dress. She never knew how efficiently her Chashmish best friend could make her shy with a mere expression on his face.
Their days were filled with love and togetherness but still they were afraid to take the next step.
Shravan and Sumo both were envious of their respective cousins as to how naturally these smaller siblings were at least five steps forward them, simply because of the fact that they had started off as lovers.
Though both were proud of the kind of bond they shared was strengthened with friendship, they were dying to know each other in that other way too.
Waking up in his arms used to make her buoyant for the day but God knows how long was he going to make her wait. when long before their marriage she had him in her daydreams, her imaginations had turned pretty wild by now.
Even the slightest touches, some tender gestures could set their hearts on fire let alone direct compliments and them being recognized as one couple.
These innocent ones were accused of spending too much time in their room.
Kamini Chachi had ordered them to bless them with another good news soon. This had had Sumo's flushed face bent 180 degrees downwards and Shravan, who was busy chatting with Pushkar tried to look everywhere except their way trying to appear engrossed in some other more important work.
Shravan was having a tough time of his life. The biggest problem was who was to begin the topic, certainly he owing to the fact that he was the husband here! And how! Lord knows how tough it was for him because she was just not his lawfully wedded wife but his love, his teenage dream and his Sumo.
Party at Mehtas' was supposed to be attended by the two young lawyers with their beautiful wives. The idea seemed boring to the foursome but the couple-times advantage it offered had made them agree happily.
Most of the crowd wasn't even surprised to know about the new striking couple as a lot of them had already been talked on the media. And their questions and rumours were put to rest, seeing the much-in-love couple nobody could doubt that they had happily reconciled.
Shravan and Sumo were brought on the dance floor, the host wished to test their chemistry!
Suno na suno na
Kahe kya
Suno na suno na
Dil mera
Suno na suno na
Sunlo zara
Teri bahon mein
mujhe rehna hai raat bhar
Teri bahon mein
Hogi subah
Be intehaan be intehaan
Yun pyaar kar
Yun pyaar kar
Be intehaan
Dekha karon
Sari umar
Sari umar
Tere nishaan
Be intehaan
Koi kasar na rahe
Meri khabar na rahe
Choole mujhe iss kadar
Be intehaan
He whirled her around, held her. So he was aware of her feelings. She could feel his arms around her, his body against hers. She thought, it feels right. Everything about Shravan was right for her. They belonged together. They knew it. But did he know how much she wanted him.
Jab saanson mein teri
Saasein ghuli toh
Phir sulaghne lagey
Ehsaas mere mujhse
Kehne lagey
Haan bahon mein teri
Aake jahan do
Yu simatne lagey
Sailaab jaise koi
Behne lagey
Khoya hoon mein
Aagosh mein
Tu bhi kahan ab
hosh mein
Makhmali raat ki
Ho na subah
Be intehaan be intehaan
Yun pyaar kar
Be intehaan
She closed her eyes and pressed closer to him. Time had stopped and there was nothing but the two of them and the soft music and the magic of this moment.
They drove home in utter silence, avoided a single touch as if it could burn.
Shravan had waited long. Today he was to let her know about the other feeling he was having nowadays that could extinguish him.
Behind her, she heard the heavy door latch fall into place, and her heart slammed into her ribs.
She collected herself and said she'll be back in a moment.
She entered the room that was now lit up with candles and had Shravan, the love of her life standing in the middle.
A shadow of apprehension crossed her vivid features, but she turned fully toward him and began walking to him with that natural, fluid motion of hers. That was when Shravan realized what she was wearing, and he almost groaned aloud. Her dressing robe was made entirely of fragile white lace, revealing glimpses of skin along her arms, her chest, and even her long legs.
She stopped a few steps away from him, gazing at him in fear and confusion, as if she wanted to come the rest of the way but couldn't make herself.
He took the remaining steps and whispered hoarsely, "I guess we have waited enough."
Though I had made up my mind had I shouldn't write for sometime(exams calling), I had been missing ShraMan a lot today.
Had to get over these ideas playing with my focus.
Sorry if this piece felt monotonous.
Sunain this one is for you, as you had been complaining that there should have been at least something more than those two beautiful hugs(we all were in the same opinion).
I'll just go now.
Thank you for reading
Love,
Swarnima
Part-2
He closed the distance in three strides and stopped right in front of her, so close that her breasts were slightly touching the front of this shirt, so close that they could easily make their presence felt by him and so that her thinking capacity had ceased to exist.
The sight in his view had already told him about how she felt for him but then too it was important for him to know if this was what is wanted, was she actually ready.
He waited for a signal, her eyes gave him the permission.
Encircling his arms around her, he pulled her tighter against him. She looked up into his eyes for his kiss. Shravan brushed his lips against her temple, he kissed her smooth forehead and her
cheek. He closed her eyes with his lips, avoiding her mouth lest he frighten her with his ardor, but he drew back in surprise at her
muffled laugh.
"Shravan, I really wished to know ki tumahara chashma sach mein utar gaya tha, ya phir sirf handsome dikhne ke liye nhi pehante ho?"
"What!! "
"I mean you need to improve your aim! "
"Sumo.. ", Shravan growled huskily as his mouth crushed
down on hers. He felt her hands glide up his chest and go around his neck, and his heart began to beat as hammer. As her lips parted beneath his, desire heated his blood, and when her tongue crept timidly into his mouth, a jolt slammed through Shravan's entire nervous system, exploding his control. He kissed her deeply, his mouth moving with half-fierce, half-gentle urgency, and she moaned, kissing him back with desire and passion exquisite on her lips. He tormented her with his tongue, retreating, then thrusting deep until she instinctively responded in the way he wanted.
He finally broke the kiss to divert his attention to fair skin on her shoulder that was given an even more tempting look by her sophisticatedly revealing robe. She absorbed the pleasure by closing her eyes and moaning into his hair.
That moan was all he could want as an encouragement and he picked her up in his arms, carried her to the bed and tenderly placed her in the middle of extremely soft and inviting duvet, him sitting beside her near her waist with his face facing hers. The two pairs of eyes were in an intense conversation.
"Sumo, are you sure? I mean can still take things slowly if you want, but it's too late for you to change your mind."
"No. I want you just as much, I thought it was pretty visible. "
He smiled and continued with his exploration on her bare shoulders.
"You didn't even say that you loved me! You should know that men are pretty bad at catching non-verbal signals specially when they are from the women they are madly in love with."
"How I'm supposed to know that Shravan since you are the only man I have ever loved! "
Gosh! Finally! Finally she had said it!
"What?"
"What, what? "
"What did you just say? You said you loved me, say that again please."
He snaked his arm around her waist, nose further into the crook of her neck.
"Why else do you think we are together here! ",she said though speaking was the last thing she wished to do now.
"Please just once more", he said, his fingers moving to tug on the string that kept her robe closed in the front.
She didn't know whether it was the intoxicating mixture of his closeness, his kisses, or just this long wait that found herself saying, "I love you. I love you. I love you.", as many times as she had thought she would when he was away, when she was certain she would never be able to.
Her confession was reciprocated with an emphatic reaction he was known for but here he was romantically emphatic.
"I love you. I love you.", she went on again and again.
They sent each other to places that were left unexplored. They went up like shooting stars. They came back together.
Sometime later, Shravan was sitting Sumo in his arms, in the white comforter.
"Seriously Sumo I would have waited if you wished to."
She whacked him on his shoulders that only increased his laughter.
"Really! For like another decade?", said the exasperated Sumo.
He had been teasing her for being the more impatient one between the two.
"Sumo, promise me that you'll always stay with me. "
"Always", she reassured, "but do you promise to love me the same way?"
"With every breath I take."
I thought that I had left the OS a bit incomplete specially if the title promised 16+ it ought to have some romance at least!
Their first kiss is from 'Whitney, My Love.'
This part 2 is dedicated to Pisces( I really wish to know your real name).
Thank you so much for appreciating it.
And I was hell scared of updating this one, it's the first time I wrote anything like this.
Please let me know what you thought about it.
Thank you for reading.
Love,
Swarnima
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