What a week it has been for us Shivikians... full of passion and sizzling chemistry between Shivika. Things are heating up between the two and setting the screens afire.
Shivaay was always drawn to Anika from the beginning and masked it with his anger, indifference due to NKK and as someone far below his STANDARDS. The sexual tension was visible the first time he threw her in the pool and twisted her arm mercilessly and drew her flush against his body. Then too, he hurt her but she did not say a word, only looked at him with those soft brown eyes, defiant and proud like a lioness.
What we got yesterday was a magical beautiful scene, set against a blue backdrop and both wearing blue. Ofc they have been wearing color coordinated outfits all week long and it was the icing on the cake. Ever since Shivaay escaped from his captors, he has been more open and expressing his need clearly. There are no more barriers between them.
The need to touch her has been growing inside of Shivaay more and more. As he almost died and returned to her, looks like he has come to a decision, he has accepted Anika as his wife publicly after all.
He is on a mission now, to seduce his wife, make her his in every way, mark her. He is every inch a Lion on the prowl pacing, waiting to pounce on his innocent, naive wife who is untutored in many ways of the world, especially of intimacy. Blush lesson, ML games of MFNP were all raising the heat level and Anika was focused on exposing Tia.
The moonlight talk at night in black where Shivaay wanted to know how she knew he was missing, he has never questioned her this closely before on her feelings for him. He has always backed out at the last minute. He is looking to dominate her senses, her feelings, her every thought and she is a challenge to him. He has broken down all her barriers one by one, waiting to break down the last one. They are perfectly attuned to each other and snatched their life from jaws of death numerous times. He asked in the kitchen how she knew it was him, did she sense him?
Dard hota hai... he desires her very much, aches for her so much that it is hurting him. He wants to know if she also desires him as much as he does, his relentless pursuit of Anika to make her admit that she needs him too. He has played the role of a gentleman and Anika was comfortable sharing a bed with him. Her nearness intoxicates him and he drinks in her scent, like a man who is starved and thirsty. He wants to own her very soul, have her thoughts filled only of him, she is after all only HIS and HIS ALONE. Not one to share her with anyone else.
Maan lo tumhe dard hota hai' whispered softly changed the very breath between them, the crackling chemistry in the air. The amused Shivaay wanted to how how she would hurt him, using her own self to ensnare her, trapped in the hot blue gaze of his kanji aankhen'. Sensuality creeping in on Anika when she was trapped by his smoldering eyes. The eagle had circled long enough and swooped down on his hapless prey, only Anika is not hapless. She eyes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly, her heightened senses on alert, a curling in the pit of her stomach.
Ab kuch dard hua'? Are you feeling the same passion that is ablaze right now ? Poor Anika is as yet unaware of the games or rules of foreplay and she replies in the negative. Only to be drawn still closer and the brush of his cheeks on hers... that is drowning her in his scent and nearness. Her ruby lips parting on a gasp, that drew his fiery eyes to her lips as if tasting a tempting strawberry.
Shivaay released her abruptly and Anika is spellbound in the sensuous web he has woven around her. His words that do not challenge me, brought her down to earth but she was afloat in the sensations he wreaked on her. He reached out to bring her wrist towards him, raised it to his lips and showered kisses that left Anika dazed and speechless. This was utterly new, the feelings that were creating a havoc inside her, her insides churning, melting under his scorching blue eyes.
The way grasped her palm and twined his hand through hers, like how life and marriage has irrevocably tied them together was just spellbinding. The shattering of the plate in the kitchen when he first asks her if she feels any dard' I feel is the shattering of the last reserves where Anika is concerned. All the illusions that he had about her has been shattered to smithereens. He was eager to have Rudra out of the way and continue the seduction of his biwi.
Shivaay knows all her weaknesses, knows where his touch hitches her breathing, her heart races and applied the same ruthlessly, without letting up, telling her that he is going to conquer her, her mind that she withholds from him. He craves her absolute surrender to him and can make her body sing. He is playing her like a finely tuned violin, with no escape and only pleasure at the end. His open smile in the kitchen while picking up the pieces of the shattered plate tells us how well things are going for them.
His caress of her palms, soft kisses on her wrist and crooning the words of 'you are Anika Shivaay Singh Oberoi' jolts her, leaving her trembling, weak kneed, shocking her with the knowledge of what he wants from her. The interruption was welcome and she had time to draw a deep breath and ask him in a shaky voice 'Shivaay Singh Oberoi'. That moment was overwhelming for Anika in many ways, one who did not have a surname, now has one that is strong, powerful, protective and loving.
I just loved the Shivika scenes this week and they were mind-blowing, romantic, scorching in its intensity with their clothes in matching shades, Perfection indeed.
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