Nicely written. 👍🏼Here is my writing for the event
"KyaKya karna padh raha hai tumhe ghar laane ke liye"
She was enveloped comfortably in his arms. Finally, he had her where he wanted her... alone in his arms. He had met the threshold of his patience with this night and all the rituals. He came here to spend some time with her and wanted her with him only without any interruptions and all. The rituals and people both were getting on his nerves. Especially Dadi and her attitude with his Khushi. She was his and that's all. Nothing mattered before and nothing matters now.
A very grown young man's desire, no need to hide, he wants her, so he wants her. An aroused state of mind and skin, the paste of turmeric layered all over their body and that in itself added sensuality and desire... He wasn't afraid to hide but she was a bit confused about how to show him. He had no concerns with rituals, he did all for her smile, her honor.
He drags her in a corner. His touch is magical, caressing her desires he enjoys her heartbeats. The ones always scream his name and today was no difference.
He applies haldi on her, his biggest desire and she lets him as always, but she plays a bit naughty and tickles his nose. He crowds her in return and pins her back.
He leans over her and caresses her cheek with his own, applies haldi all over her.
His way of making her his…
Things are falling in place and everything is done smoothly.👏
Cheers...




























