Birthday Love
Because Surbhi's birthday is coming up, and I'm absolutely obsessed about that woman ❤️
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"Annika, hurry up jaan, we'll be late." Shivaay was pacing in their room, donning a black suit and shirt that made him look even more handsome than usual. He was just putting on his wrist watch when his lovely wife emerged from their dressing room.
"Wow," he breathed out when he saw her.
She was wearing the very same dark green saree she had worn during their phulo ka chadaar rasam 3 months back. It was a skimpy saree with an even scantier blouse that had very thin straps on the shoulders. She had tied the saree low on her waist, leaving her flat stomach and sexy navel bare to his eyes. There was no jewellery on her other than her customary chaand bracelet and engagement ring.
Striding over to Shivaay in slow, sultry steps, Annika ran her index finger seductively down his face.
"Like it?" She asked, voice low and husky.
Shivaay pulled her closer by the waist, eyes focused on her visible cleavage.
"Oh, you don't know just how much I like it." Grinding his hips against hers, he attempted to show her.
Annika gasped at the sudden contact, making Shivaay smirk.
"Why did you decide to wear this all of a sudden, anyway?" Shivaay asked, curios, although not displeased.
"Remember, you told me how much you had liked this saree?" Annika asked him while looping her arms around his neck and tilting her head up. Shivaay remembered, of course. He had mentioned it to her a few days after their marriage, how sexy he had thought she had looked that day, and how much he had wanted to rip it off of her body...
"Hmm, I remember. I do love this saree. But I think it would look better lying on the floor... "he leaned in towards her lips saying that, but Annika reflexively ran away from his arms.
"Aren't we getting late now, Mister?" She asked him cheekily, lips adorned by a playful smile. Shivaay grinned at her.
"Run away all you want now, Mrs. Oberoi. But tonight, you're all mine." He promised her in a deep voice, before taking her hand and leading her out the door.
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"Shivaay, will you atleast tell me now, where we're going?" Annika asked him for the umpteenth time in the car, while Shivaay drove on.
"Just a little longer, baby. You'll know pretty soon."
"You've been saying that since morning, Shivaay." Annika said while rolling her eyes. "Will you atleast tell me why we're going wherever we're going? Is it one of your high socialite parties again?"
Shivaay only replied with a "Nope", making Annika huff and puff in annoyance.
Soon, they were driving on an empty highway on the outskirts of the city, making Annika pester Shivaay even more, who refused to answer any of her questions and only gave cheeky grins. Suddenly, he stopped the car in the middle of the road, where there was nothing in vicinity but dense trees on both sides.
"Shivaay, why did you stop the car here?"
"To do this." Saying that, Shivaay protruded a silk piece of clothing from his suit pocket, and moved to tie it around her eyes.
"Eeek, Shivaay, what are you doing?"
Ignoring her protests, he tied it tightly around her eyes- while making sure it wasn't hurting her- and warned her to not open it before he gave permission to. With that, he started driving again. After another 15-minute drive, Shivaay finally pulled up the car somewhere. Annika, who was sulking with crossed arms, leaned forward in her seat.
"Can I open this now?" She asked, on the verge of her patience. Shivaay did not reply, and instead got out of the car and moved towards the passenger door. Opening it, he scooped up his wife in his arms, earning a surprised squeal from her in return.
"Shiv- where are we going- put me down!" But to no avail, since her smirking, beastly husband insisted on carrying her all the way to where he wanted her to be. Annika heard the sound of a door opening, and could sense when they entered and Shivaay shut and locked the door back. Moving a bit inside, he put her down. Then moving behind her back, he whispered in her ears in a voice that made her shudder.
"Surprise." Just as he said the word, he untied the piece of clothing and let it slip away. Annika opened her eyes instantly, and came across a beautifully decorated room.
Decorated for her birthday, as the small cake kept on her table with Happy Birthday, wifey implied.
"Oh.My.God," Annika breathed out, before letting out a loud squeal and turning around to flung her arms around her husband. Shivaay laughed and caught her tightly, making her stable.
"It's my birthday today!" Annika exclaimed with a wide smile that showed off her perfect teeth, when she finally pulled back to look at him.
"Yep, it is indeed your birthday today," Shivaay said, chuckling at his wife's antics. Trust her to go and forget her own birthday. But of course, he was a husband who was insanely obsessed about anything concerning his wife, so forgetting her birthday was definitely out of the question. In fact, he had been planning how to celebrate for quite a long time now.
Annika took some time to look around the room properly, and thought that the house looked familiar. It was when she noticed a particular CD player on an end table that she realized where they were.
"Shivaay, is this that house we had spent a night in before we fought the goons in the jungle?" She asked, eyes wide round. Shivaay nodded, and went behind her to wrap his arms around her waist. Moving all her glossy hair on one side, he rested his chin on her bare shoulder.
"But Shivaay," Annika started, squirming a little due to the sensation of his beard on her skin, "how can we just stay here like this? What if the owner comes or something?"
"The owner, my darling, is here already."
It took Annika a moment to register what he had said. When she did, her mouth made a perfect O shape in surprise.
"What?! Don't tell me you bought the house, you irrational man! You're the owner oft his house?"
Shivaay shook his head, making his stubble burn her against her skin even more.
"No, love. You're the owner of this house," Saying that, he pecked her on the cheek, and went towards the cake. Annika stared at her husband incredulously for a minute. This man definitely had too much money on his hands. Shaking her head at his stupidity of just buying the house located in the middle of nowhere, she went advanced towards him.
"Anyway, do you like the decorations?" Shivaay asked eagerly, taking his hand in his. He had personally come down here during the day to decorate everything on his own- starting from the balloons, candles, roses; even the cake had been baked by him- her favorite choco lava cake.
"I LOVE it!" Annika exclaimed like a child. This was the first time she would actually be celebrating her birthday, so receiving so much love was absolutely beyond her imagination.
"Thought so," Shivaay said while placing a soft kiss on her lips. "Now let's cut the cake? It's past 12 already."
"But Shivaay, aren't any of the family members around?" Annika looked around the house, in the hopes that the others would pop up soon. Shivaay noticed this and turned her towards him by the shoulders.
"Annika," He said in a reprimanding voice, "It's just you and me here. You can celebrate all you want with the family tomorrow, during the day. In fact, your beloved devars and their partners had been making plans all last week. But tonight, you celebrate with me.
He said the last part huskily, making Annika's cheeks turn pink. "And for the kind of celebration I have in mind, well, let's just say the family wouldn't want to be here interfering." He winked.
Annika smacked him on the arm, smiling in spite of herself. Shivaay handed over a knife to her, and they both cut the cake together, as Shivaay sang the birthday song for her with so much enthusiasm, as if he was more excited for her birthday than she was herself.
"Happy Birthday, love". Shivaay said while feeding her the cake. After that was done and Annika had eaten enough of the delicious cake, while Shivaay stared at her in a love-sick manner- occasionally rubbing off chocolate from her mouth with his thumb- he took her into the bedroom.
The bedroom too was beautifully decorated, with roses strewn all around, and lighted candles that cast a yellow shadow all over the room, acting as the only source of light. Annika was busy admiring all of this, when the sound of a door locking grabbed her attention. Turning around, she saw her husband eyeing her in such a hungry manner, it made her turn red.
"You have no idea how hot you look, Annika." He said, ravaging her with his eyes.
It seemed that some birthday confidence had gotten into Annika, because she strode towards him seductively and whispered into his ear-
"Why don't you show me, Shivaay?" She asked, a glint in her eyes. Shivaay was caught off-guard by this behaviour, but soon composed himself. Smirking, he suddenly picked her up by the waist, and threw her on the bed as gently as he could given that his hormones were raging. This made Annika's pallu fall off to the side, making more of her golden skin visible to Shivaay's eyes.
"You remember the last time we came here, Annika?" Shivaay asked, still standing on his spot beside the bed, looking down at his wife.
Annika nodded.
"I can't believe we spent the entire night in the jungle with no one around, and I didn't even try to touch you."
Annika smiled nostalgically. She clearly remembered how they had been too high to do much of anything that night other than dance like crazy.
"Well guess what?" Shivaay continued, "I'll make up for that tonight." Having said that and making his wife blush again, he very slowly, not removing his eyes from the goddess that lay there, started removing his clothes. He got rid of his suit and shirt, making his bare chest that Annika adored visible. Leaving his pants on, he moved towards the end of the bed. Removing Annika's sandals, he placed a kiss on her ankle.
"Shivaay," Annika breathed out, her insides going wild with that simple touch. She wanted him to go faster, to come up so that she could kiss him, but he wouldn't relent. He slowly kissed his way up her leg, and over her saree, till he reached her stomach. Instantly, he started kissing around her navel, before dipping his tongue right into her belly button. Annika gasped at that, pulling at his hair with one hand while the other gripped the bedsheet.
"Patience, baby," Shivaay grinned against her stomach. Moving up, he reached the part of her cleavage that was visible. Coating it with saliva and having his fill, he then finally reached her beautiful face.
"I love you," he breathed out, before peppering kisses all over her face. Annika smiled, and fidgeted as he rubbed his stubble on her cheek. She started slowly massaging his shoulders, as he made his way down her swan like neck, placing kisses and bites and then soothing the bites with his tongue. When he was satisfied by kissing every inch of her bare skin, from her feet to her hands, he pulled back.
"Happy Birthday," He wished her again, a wide grin on his face. Annika's heart filled up to see her husband, so visibly in love with her. Not being able to delay anymore, she pulled him back and joined their lips together. Shivaay happily responded, entwining their tongues together.
"Forget about sleeping tonight, baby." He whispered, pulling back for only a mere second.
And she did.
Hope you guys liked it, might continue if there is good response!
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