~*~ || DriKshit AT #10 ||Main Jo Jee Raha Hun Wajah Tum Ho~*~ - Page 8

Originally posted by: deepikagupta9

Mai uske real life wali gold ring ki baat nhi kar rhi

Koi nhi serial mai dikh jayengi ki usne ring kyu pehni hai

Youtube mai adhvik live video mai adhvik said he was busy in scene so maybe he had wore that ring due 2 scene only

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qsaqDHerj9c

Isme ek gold ek silver hai end me uski baat kar ri ????

Bekhayali Mein Bhi Tera (AT) khi Khayal Aaye,🤗😆

Right who's online show yrselves?

I need to celebrate - Not only EID...But my lappy being revived from death!🥳

https://www.instagram.com/p/BuSCDLUDi40/?igshid=1r5mr6sj2moib

If Dri is to initiate intimacy - (she will have to to show her right on R) - I soo want to see a scene like this between them☺️.

Sana rocks the RED look. Also the designers are same for both shows - plus physique wise Sana and Shivani are similar just Sana is taller.

Rashi are you really asleep? if not come online, u wanted me back for 5th, I just came 2 hrs early whilst still on the 4th🤣

Saru my days where are you

Originally posted by: Sofna

https://www.instagram.com/p/BuSCDLUDi40/?igshid=1r5mr6sj2moib

If Dri is to initiate intimacy - (she will have to to show her right on R) - I soo want to see a scene like this between them☺️.

Sana rocks the RED look. Also the designers are same for both shows - plus physique wise Sana and Shivani are similar just Sana is taller.

Hi sofna

Eid Mubarak 🤗

Apparently news going around that drishti is going to kiss rakshit also something abt her calming her right in front of everyone during the next function... don’t know how true it is though 🤷🏻‍♀️

Originally posted by: Mevsta101

Hi sofna

Eid Mubarak 🤗

Apparently news going around that drishti is going to kiss rakshit also something abt her calming her right in front of everyone during the next function... don’t know how true it is though 🤷🏻‍♀️

Wow hopefully that's true, we need that after all these episodes later.

Originally posted by: Sonz11

Wow hopefully that's true, we need that after all these episodes later.

Aww trust 😩 I’m in need of a Drikshit dose

Don’t know what the makers are up to they give us such good Drikshit scene (such as fire scene) and then no proper scene in next few eps then did that again by giving kiss scene then no proper Drikshit scene 🤦🏻‍♀️

My lil surprise.

Drishti finished showering and realised she hadn't brought her dress along to wear. Heedlessly, she grabbed the nearest piece of clothing from the back of the bathroom door and without taking notice she dropped it over her head as well as attempting to squeeze the water out of her hair at the same time. He had been gone over a week. It was exactly 10 days today. She was feeling very restless, unsteady. Her instincts were screaming something but she couldn't decipher what. In the few months they had been married he had not left her once for this long. Although there was no lack of people in the house it felt soo empty and lonely without him. He hadn't even phoned once to see if she was alright! The thought made her bite down on her lower lip, the worry making her accidentally pull her hair tighter than she should and she grimace in pain. A region in the corner of her heart squeezed in hurt over his deliberate silence.

As she came to stand in front of the mirror she looked on in disbelief when she realized that she had worn Rakshit's white kurta. That's how she has been the entire time; distant, lacking focus yet on alert for the sound of those footsteps or that voice. She examined herself in the oversized kurta that fell to her thighs, she didn't looked bad. In fact she thought she looked rather good and comfortable. Most importantly she felt close to him. His scent was intoxicating as were his thoughts. She moved her head taking a deep breathe and sighed.

Preoccupied in his contemplation Drishti heard movement behind her. She twirled around in time to see the object of her fascination walking in and placing his briefcase down on the table. She watched his eyes sweep, before landing on her. Eyes that were equal to an abyss, with an array of emotions twirling within them. One could get lost trying to fathom the man behind the façade he presented to the world. His smouldering gaze flickered over her.

Suddenly she felt very conscious and exposed. She had the strangest sensation of being a deer caught in the headlight. A startled gasp escaped her. Her heart started jumping at the sight of him. Unconsciously she began to tremble. Without realising she backed away from him only to come to her senses when her back hit the wall with a thud.

He walked towards her, taking in her appearance. Without warning he was close, too close for comfort. "Missed me?" He asked in that sensual rasp. At that moment she was sure she could survive the rest of her life just listening to that husky, delightful, familiar drawl. Yes, she had missed him. Every fiber of her being was thrumming with excitement and happiness at the sight of him. Her skin was tingling just from his mere presence.

She stared back defiantly, trying to numb the energy that was flowing like an electric shock in waves through her at his nearness. He rubbed the collar of his Kurta. Ah, she understood the question now. Feeling dejected and mentally reproaching herself for harboring other thoughts, she gulped trying to explain the reason she had ended up in his clothes. "I...umm...I...ah..umm...." She swallowed, moistened her lips and got no further before he laid a finger on those lush pink petal " apna munh ban karo Mrs Shergill". Her traitorous body jerked in response. She was wrung up so tight; she didn't think she could take much more before she snapped.

Rakshit took in the sight before him. It was like a vision of heaven seeing Drishti adorned in his favourite kurta. It was slipping of her slender frame. She looked delicate, frail, as though she lacked the energy to hold the piece of clothing on her. He could tell she was unaware that the buttons were still open. A delicious span of skin with the hint of her chest was visible. He could read the longing in her entire demeanor. Yet, her eyes where shooting sparks of accusation at him!

He had needed that time away. He wasn't used to someone else being in his life. Especially someone like Mrs Shergill. Every time he thought he understood her she would do or say something that left him feeling dumbfounded. Most of the times he felt at a loss on how to gauge her. His wife's blatant lying was creating havoc in his life. He was used to being alone, he was afraid he would shatter her heart beyond repair. He hated being out of control.

He had deliberately taken on a few more projects, just to delay returning. It had become difficult to be around her. But when he was away he ached to return and be besides her. She had become like a drug, a craving, that seemed out of his reach.

Unwittingly he brushed his fingers against the skin of her neck. Drishti's breath hitched in her throat, feeling the touch like a hot brand on her flesh. Her breathing came out shallow and fast causing her near naked body to brush against his. Absently, he trailed his fingers from her neck, to her ear, ploughing through her hair to cup the back of her head to draw her face dangerously close to his. The suddenness of his actions threw her body completely against his. She would swear she could not feel any material between them at that moment. She was painfully aware of the yearning of her body. Her nerve ends were felt soo tight and restricted. But there was nothing she could do.

She looked at him in shock as he ground his hips into her, so she could understood her effect on him. Rakshit gave into the temptation and crashed his lips on hers. Drishti met him match for match. He had ignited a storm within her that was too turbulent to calm. They both dueled with their tongues, conveying their hurt, loneliness, anger without the use of words. He was rough. Neither did she want any gentleness from him. He finally allowed her up for air before starting a trail down her throat. The friction of his stubble against the softness of her skin sending sparks shooting all over her. His hands were demanding, harsh on her body. She ached for him. Her hands were all over him, gripping his hair, around his shoulders, nails digging in to his back.

She wanted him. All of him! She loved him, oh Yes She loved him! He grabbed her thighs, lifted her up and wrapped around his waist. Drishti was disorientated for a moment totally clueless as to what he was doing. He walked towards and placed her on the dressing table. Something fluttered on to her hair. She looked into the mirror, to see Rakshit gently applying sindoor in her parting, his eyes locked with hers all the while both remembering the furious way he had filled it during their wedding .

If you've got this far..I applaud you👏 You deserve a trophy.😆.

I know it's all over the place, it was written for a different couple so I adjusted it here and there to suit DriKshit - not proofread because I'm lazy like that!😛

Thanx for reading🤗

Originally posted by: Mevsta101

Hi sofna

Eid Mubarak 🤗

Apparently news going around that drishti is going to kiss rakshit also something abt her calming her right in front of everyone during the next function... don’t know how true it is though 🤷🏻‍♀️

Trust you to come online when I was away for a bit. Did u celebrate Eid on tue?