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Shivaay woke up slowly and even before opening his eyes, felt for his wife next to him. He had gotten used to waking up with her still asleep and she was not an early riser like himself. His hands came up empty and he was shocked. What on earth had happened that his Anika was up before him,it was unnatural and got up in a scramble to go look for her. He stopped short as she came into their BR wearing a huge grin. She looked so chirpy and happy, floating on cloud nine that rubbed off on him. He wanted to hold her, keep her in his arms and never let go. The urge to Kiss her too was playing havoc with his senses and his hormones kicked into high gear. He knew she was skittish as a colt and would bolt at the first opportunity that presented itself. Cool it man, cool it, he told himself and started his game of getting her into his arms where she belonged. He poked her in the arm to see if she was real, who was he kidding, not himself in the least. He needed to touch her to reassure himself that he was not going crazy with need. She looked apprehensive for a second, then was back to her normal self. She was on cloud nine as it was her Mehendi... waving her hand in front of his face...the hands that he loved to caress, clasp, grasp and smother with his kisses. He held them and asked Anika in a shocked voice that she was getting married, she became aware that his hands were holding hers and she withdrew it away... putting some distance between them. He was not having any of it.. and in their teasing banter of who was putting up with whom, he grabbed her waist for the first time and drew her close to him. Now he had seen that waist many a time and carried her in his arms too but it never felt like how it was feeling now... he gripped it tightly. She began to squirm and her eyes became all dreamy and her breath hitched... every time he came near her... asking him what he was doing... Lord..she was NAIVE... thank god she could not read his mind or else she would have been out of OM so fast the halls would have had the streaks on the polished marble floor from her Chameli. She wanted to go..let me go... why was it that she wanted to leave every time he got nearer... he was holding her..and the clothes she was holding was a barrier. He needed to feel her flush against him and grabbed each garment and threw them every which way... the way he wanted to really... she was aware of his wicked intent, and in her innocence, her eyes dropped to his lips. That was a big hint for him to ignore and he bent down..when she..threatened him to stop troubling her...her hands were free..and she used it to ruffle his hair. No No..that was a big thing..his hair was sacrosanct, no one was allowed to touch it except his hairdresser. She was quick and nimble, he had to grant her that and made good her escape...laughing...free from his arms...that were binding her to his side... Soon enough..she would be back and there would be no escape. Time for a COLD shower...
He had to put up with the drama enacted by his mom who was on high dudgeon, had to soothe and placate her in order to bring peace. She sure raised a ruckus in OM and ruined the function for Gaurika too and Anika did not get to put Mehendi and write his name on her hand. Sigh... he decided to apologize to his mom when Anika stepped in and behaved in a selfless manner. he was touched by the gesture when it seemed that his mom had forgiven her. Pinky hugged Anika and called her daughter. He was happy to see them, the 2 most important women in his life whom he cared for very much.
He returned to their BR to find Anika staring into space, deep in thought when he grabbed her waist again, from the back, their Signature pose.Her waist had cast a spell on him and he could not control his hands, from reaching out to her waist. She was frozen at first but when she realized it was him, she relaxed . Uttered the most beautiful words ever, she cared for his family simply because he cared for them deeply and could not live without them. She knew or learnt everything about a family from him, his parents, his brothers, his family as she had none while growing up. Tadibaaz, bagad billa Shivaay Singh Oberoi, Mere Shivaay', these words could not have come at a better time and sounded like sweet music to his ears. He noticed the bangles she was holding and the need to kiss her senseless, grew in him. He asked her huskily if they could complete the ritual and a flustered Anika could only nod her head, while he reluctantly let go of her hand.
He led her to the sofa and sat beside her... took a bangle and gently smoothed it over her wrist and onto her arm. He noticed Anika's breath coming quickly and she was quivering at his touch. In a shaky, trembling voice she asked him if he was planning to put on one bangle at a time on her hands...yes that was the plan, an excuse to get her near him...he wanted to seduce her, drown her senses by his touch... he placed his lips on her racing pulse, that was beating madly for HIM... inhaled her fragrance. Gazing into her eyes while placing his lips on her inner wrist, the air steaming around them. His eyes grew heavy, his gaze more smoldering, more fierce, flooded with desire, she was drenched by his moves. Moved her closer, much closer.. until their noses touched, their hot breaths mingled, sighing in relief, her eyelashes swooping like a fan to conceal her eyes that could hide nothing from her Shivaay, her cheeks fiery, the rose hue that colored her face and never had she looked so enticing, tempting him to taste her plump lips that were stained ruby red.He had told her not to be shy of him, his attentions and he bent his head down..to...taste...those...'Anika'...Jhanvi calling out to her...and his tempting colt..bolted away neatly..the sensuous spell he had woven around them broken by that voice.
So near, yet so far...never mind..another COLD shower for him..at this rate he would be blue...and the sultry temperatures were not helping too. He would find a way to cool off his ardor and get his biwi back in his embrace. With a shake of his head and a smile, he began to plot the next Grab Anika by the waist'.
Shivika/Narbhi are just nailing these scenes and leaving us hot, bothered and running to the nearest tap to cool our heated cheeks.
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