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A/n - Happy Birthday Farro 🤗 ... Many Many happy returns of the day. I wish you a fabulous result of your exam and lots of health and happiness ... For you love PapaKara. I have tried something new. I hope you like it ... I and Tasnim have eaten each others brain out for almost two days for our respective OS's ... But Tasnim please act surprised 😆 ... And Farro I really hope you like this.
"Doll are you awake?" Omkara asked, his voice sounded miles away. Odd. They were walking up a mountain, clearly she was awake. Was he not walking with her? Why is his voice faint and distant?
The cold mountain was replaced by a warm bed, and Gauri realised she had been sleeping holding onto her husband for support ... dreaming.
She groaned. "I am now."
"Sorry, Doll" Omkara replied, but she could tell he was not. He loved to wake her up in the middle of the night and steal kisses ...
"Ommm She moaned half asleep.
He circled his hands around her rib cage, a couple inches shy of her breasts. His breathing turned shallow. "I want to complaint ... You have to kiss me ... I have been dying to kiss you again. Dying, baby.
"Can you die from sexual frustration? she teased in a drowsy tone.
"I don't know, but I heard-tell you can go blind from too much masturbating. Thanks to you, I already need glasses.
"Omkara , you are so bad. Her giggle was one of scandalized amusement.
He hummed and nuzzled under her ear. Goose bumps broke over her arms. He moved his hands closer to her breasts. She squirmed and arched toward him. Satisfaction twisted his guts. She was as hot for him as he was for her.
"What do you want? He hoped she did not recognize the thread of desperation in his voice. While the context was about their baby ... and how she has to wake up to do a pregnancy test ...
"I wanther eyes closed, and she inhaled slow and deep"a kiss.
"That's all? Again, he was expecting some kind of serious questioning.
She kept her eyes closed, her answer vague and dreamy. "I don't know.
He had never had to broach the subject of getting pregnant ... he knew Gauri is very positive about becoming a mother ... and last time even if it was negative ... this time Omkara had confidence that he had got her pregnant. He wanted to see that test.
His lips touched hers with a promise he could not put into words. He would be patient. If things stayed uncertain, then he would be happy with her in any way he could, but he would wait for a signal when she would tell him that she wants the baby.
The kiss deepened naturally, and her hands slid around his neck, a soft needy noise coming from her throat. He heeded the call, skimming his hand from her waist to the underside of her breast.
"Yes, she hissed against his mouth.
He smiled against her lips, liking it when her assertive nature edged into their private moments. Would her passion or her logic dominate right now?
He cupped her breast, his thumb stroking her nipple. It came to attention beneath the layers of fabric.
"Want to sleep," Gauri yawned, her eyes refusing to open properly. If he would just leave her she could get another couple of hours in. It was the freaking weekend after all!
"But remember what you need to do?"
Yeah. Sleep.
"I need to sl-"
Oh yeah. That.
"How about I just do it tomorrow?" Gauri suggested hopefully
"Dream on dreamer," Omkara replied. "Today is tomorrow. And yesterday was tomorrow, as was the day before that, and the day before that.
"Come on, I've been four days late before!"
"Yeah, when our Dadi paased away and you were grieving and stressed out," Omkara pointed out.
"Well, maybe I'm stressed now!" Gauri offered, and though she was not looking at Omkara she could feel him rolling his eyes.
"Get it out of the way, put us both out of our misery!"
"It's not misery for you though, is it," Gauri accused, sitting up, finally looking the man in his chocolatey brown eyes.
"You know I am happy either way," Omkara said softly, but Gauri knew he would be more happy for it to go one specific way.
"I know you are, and you know I feel the same way, but... it's just so big." Omkara smirked, and she could not stifle a laugh. "You are such a perv."
"You handle big things so well though!" he said so innocently you'd be forgiven for thinking he was being sincere.
"The day we have an infant screaming the house down you will not be legally allowed to make dad jokes," Gauri chastised, giving in and getting out of bed.
"That's not a dad joke, it's a husband joke. I know it is a bit inappropriate to make such jokes around kids.
If she did not love him so much she would have slapped the smirk right off his face. Now was not the time to be making jokes. he was trying to be annoyed with him, and his being humourous was not helping with that.
"I hate you," Gauri informed him, bunching her hair in a band as she stalked past him and went into the bathroom.
"I hate you too, baby," Omkara called after her.
"So, so much," Gauri added.
"Hate you more," Omkara replied.
She was glad he could not see her grin as she opened the box sitting on the counter. That man. She would be so completely lost without him.
It was an odd situation she found herself in. Babies had always been part of the plan for them, and now her period was five days late Omkara was right, it was time to do a test. But there was something so scary about that simple task which could dictate the rest of her life. If she was pregnant, she was pregnant. She would become a mum. Childless life would be over. Yes she always thought and talked about how becoming a mother is very important for any woman ... if this test is positive it is major news.
Omkara made no attempt to hide that he hoped she was pregnant, and really, she hoped the test came back positive. It was such a big thing though. Such an adult thing.
"You done it yet?" Omkara asked from the other side of the closed door.
"No, not yet, reading how to do it," Gauri replied.
"In other words you're stalling," Omkara accused.
"I prefer to think of it as drawing out the moment for emotional effect," Gauri responded.
"Whatever you say," Omkara chuckled.
Sadly, he was right. She was stalling. It was time to -- as her mum often said to her growing up -- act her age and not her shoe size; she could not put the test off any longer.
"Fine. I'm on the toilet seat," Gauri called. "And now I'm holding the test between my legs," she decided it would be fun to give him a blow by blow. "And now I'm peeing, and hoping my wee is actually getting on the test, otherwise I need to wait until we go to the medical store to get another one."
"Say the word and I will go and get one right now."
"I'm finished peeing now, and am going to take the test from between my legs, probably dripping wee everywhere and making a right mess."
"It happens," Omkara replied.
"You're lucky, no drips," Gauri informed him. "Now I'm putting the cap on the wee saturated tip and turning the test over so I can't see the result."
"The positive result, you mean," Omkara corrected.
Gauri looked at her reflection in the mirror and rolled her eyes at herself. He was so confident she was pregnant that she had woken in the middle of the night and found him rubbing her belly. For fear she might cry because she was not prepared for such an emotion driven gesture, Gauri pretended to be asleep the whole time. Nevertheless it had taken her an hour to get back to sleep after hearing Omkara whisper 'night little one', moments before his deep, even breathing told her he was asleep.
After washing her hands there was no viable reason for her to stay in the bathroom, so she reluctantly opened the door and walked back into their bedroom. Omkara looked incredibly nervous, causing her to feel guilty that she had selfishly put off testing for so many days. His excitement had taken her by surprise, but standing before him it struck her why he was so hopeful they were unexpectedly pregnant.
His Dadi.
Four months earlier their Dadi had very unexpectedly passed away. She had gone to the park with friends, one minute she had been talking up her song game, the next she was on the green dead, having experienced an enormous heart attack. It had hit Omkara harder than anyone else in the family, and he had sunken into a deep depression, to the point Gauri had been terrified he was going to commit suicide.
She could never forget the day she had come home from from work during lunch time to find Omkara sitting under the huge tree in their backyard, with a bottle of whisky and a handful of pills. If she had been ten minutes later her Omkara would have been gone, just like his Dadi. What followed was a blur of appointments with various healthcare professionals and her not wanting to let Omkara out of her sight for even a minute.
Even now with him doing a hell of a lot better, she still hated being away from him, and the image of him with those pills in his hand was always in the back of her mind. A baby would be something to look forward to, a new life to cherish, and go some way toward filling up the void left by losing his grandmother. Not that a baby would take away the pain of losing Dadi, nor would it replace him, but it would serve as the metaphorical rainbow after the storm. A baby would give purpose to their lives. Everyone will be happy and She herself would get a chance to live life as a whole woman, a daughter, a daughter-in-law, a sister, a wife and a mother.
"You wanna look or should I?" Omkara asked.
"Uh, you can, if you want," Gauri replied, a lump rising in her throat as the reality of the situation hit home.
"You know we'll be fine, right?" Omkara asked, concern in his voice and his eyes.
"I know we will," Gauri smiled up at him. "I think I just realised how badly I want this to be real."
"Me too," Omkara said, his voice shaking. He took her hand. "Come, sit on the bed with me."
They sat on the edge of their bed and Omkara smiled nervously at her. "Ready?"
"Please don't hate me if I am not pregnant this time. Gauri knew given another minute she was about to cry.
"Sweetheart ... getting you pregnant is my responsibility ... If we don't succeed this time ... trust me I will try harder. He chuckled. Nervous chuckle. Gauri was baffled ... trust this man and his wordplay.
"Ready," Gauri confirmed, her stomach flip-flopping as she looked at the test in his hand.
He began turning the test over but it felt as if they were in slow motion; a motion which took a split second seemed to take a full hour. If asked none of the two would be able to explain how are they feeling. This situation, such feelings and this experience cannot be put into words.
With the test right way up the result was glaringly obvious.
Pink line. Times two.
"Th- that means what I think it means, right?" Omkara's voice had taken on a gentle quality she had never heard before. He was so happy. Now he will also have a family. He will have his own baby and then babies and then more babies.
Gauri could only nod in reply, her eyes glued to the two pink lines indicating a positive test result.
"A baby..." Omkara uttered and she finally tore her eyes from the test to lock with his.
"A baby!" Gauri squealed with excitement and launched herself at him.
"A baby!" Omkara laughed, wrapping his arms tightly around her and rolling them both to the middle of the bed, stopping when he was laying on top of her.
Gauri pulled Omkara down and hugged him tightly, her legs going around his waist, holding him close. They kissed for the first time as a couple with a baby on the way, and the excitement quickly developed into something else altogether. While the kiss continued Omkara lifted himself off her just enough to pull her night dress open, and when their bodies made contact again she found he was already hard, the knowledge making her ache for him. Her need increased in time with him licking up her neck, before tugging on her earlobe with his teeth. She clawed at his back and raked her nails over his shoulders while he continued, alternating between grazing his teeth over the sensitive flesh of her neck and licking, in a manner that made her gasp and arch into him. As quickly as he hardened, she became so wet and hot only one thing could ease the tension developing inside her. Him. It was with a long, slow stroke he gave her want she needed; pressing deeply, filling her with all of him, stretching her in the most beautiful, overwhelming of ways. Gauri shuddered against him and kissed him tenderly as he pulled his hips back, before sinking slowly into her again. Her hips moved with him, each stroke of his manhood timed perfectly to coincide with her movements, providing the most delicate, sweet friction against her core. With legs locked tightly around his waist, Gauri looked into his eyes and smiled softly as they rode the blissful wave together. It was one of those times she wanted to savour, she wanted to commit to memory just how breathtaking it felt to have him sliding in and out of her body. She was so wet that even the slightest movement on his behalf felt sublime, it was the type of love making she wished could go on for days. Coated in her fluids, his hard length glided in and out effortlessly, each stroke causing her to feel more and more sensitive in a way that promised an earth shattering orgasm in the very near future. That was the problem. It felt so good -- he felt so good -- that her release was always simmering just below the surface, an orgasmic timebomb waiting to go off. Her slit was pulsing and swollen, with each stroke of his bringing her that much closer to release. It was inevitable that her stomach and hips began tightening, and at the same time her legs tightened, bringing him in even closer contact with the burning core of her body. His thrusts continued to be slow and deep, and she was just waiting for the sudden increase in speed, and impact to send her over the edge. Instead of moving faster, he slowed right down, the increased intensity of friction against her nub catching her completely by surprise. She tightened around him, crying out loudly as he almost dragged his length against her being, the constant pressure overwhelming and unexpected. She felt her entire body tense up and she screamed as she ruptured around him, the orgasm unlike any she had had before, wave, after wave, after wave, as he continued sliding in and out of her. Earth shattering was an understatement. It was not just one long orgasm either, she realised, it was orgasm, on top of orgasm, on top of orgasm. Layer upon layer of ecstacy. Just as she thought it was over Omkara gave one final, purposeful thrust of the hips, burying himself deep and stilling. An almost pained groan filled the room as he came, his powerful contractions triggering one final orgasm which well and truly shattered her. She could not move beneath him, she did not want to move. Every last ounce of energy had been sapped, and as she felt herself floating away, all she was conscious of was how hot Omkara felt inside her, and that she wanted to stay that way forever. Having his weight on top of her was something she needed post orgasm. Most women she knew complained about feeling squashed, but she loved the way it felt to bear his weight, to be protected by his body.
"I am very happy Om ... everything feels right now ... you are so happy ... I am so happy. She ran her fingers through his hair.
"Thank you Gauri ... Thank you for giving me someone I can call my own ... we will be a family. Omkara pressed his thumb in her swollen lower lip.
"Om when will we tell this news to everyone?
"After we go and see a doctor.
"We will go to the temple also.
"Okay
"My Chotta Superstar. She kept her hand on her stomach
"But I want a Chottu Doll. He pouted.
"I have thought about it Om ... we will have one chirraiyya and one chirauta.
"You know I want three babies ... two girls and one boy.
"Ooo ... what else do you want?
"I want you to rest ... we have a busy day tommorow.
"Okay hubby. She pecked his neck and held him before closing her eyes.
"Muskuraahatein, Kilkaariyaan ... Sharaaratein ... ek chhoti si Pari ka kuch lamhe aur intezaar ...
