FF: Through The Monsoon #1 - Link to #2 on pg 1 - Page 71

Oh my godd! The pizza session. Your ff! gahhh.
Keep writing good stuff, and maybe we'll get to keep seeing it in the show! haha!

its okies dear, I understand life happens with everyone. we'll wait for the update.

hey

no need to be sorry :)

I didn't see u have posted the note

please update soon and add me to your pm list please!!! you're such a phenomenal writer..i'm super duper impressed 👏

Originally posted by: mochhug

Awww it's ok hun. Take your time.

P.S. THERE IS A SEXY FEEDING SCENE But it won't be until next week. I'm trying really hard to NOT watch the spoiler videos cause I wanna enjoy the scene and compare it to yours 😆

Edited: Here's a picture for your viewing pleasure 😃

Hahaha interesting!! But I seriously doubt the idea stemmed from my story haha, I think it's a pretty common idea actually!! (: Anyway, will just have to wait and see (:

Hello everyone!! I decided to stay up and write this part before sleeping, because I feel horrible for leaving you guys hanging haha. So anyway, here you go (:

Through The Monsoon: Part 15

Zoya found herself growing tired of watching Asad stare intently at his shirt on the ground. It was only then when she realized that in trying to help Asad place his shirt on the ground, she had sprawled herself across Asad's bare torso. She decided to try and shift her weight off of Asad, but all she managed to do with the little strength she mustered up was move her weight a little to the side. She gave up and rested her cheek on his upper arm, while waiting for Asad to snap out of it. One of her legs was still hooked over Asad's, and as she tried to pull it back towards her, something poked into her thigh.

"Aapke pocket mein kya hai Mr Khan?" Zoya asked, breaking Asad out of his trance. He took a moment to orientate himself, before patting his pocket and taking his phone out of it. Zoya smiled dazedly and took the phone from his hand, her eyes narrowing as she tried to navigate her way around the phone. Her vision was becoming blurry, and she had no idea why.

"Let's take a photo together Mr Khan! It's an important day today, which we can remember as the day you learnt to let go. And I helped you!" Zoya beamed proudly, as she held Asad's phone up in front of them, aiming for their faces. Asad rested his chin on top of Zoya's head, which was conveniently resting on his arm, and grinned at the phone as Zoya clicked. He frowned when Zoya lowered her hand, tired from holding the phone up for even such a short while. But then again, he was really tired too, for absolutely no reason.

Zoya dumped the phone somewhere on the bed, too unbothered to reach for the side table. It felt like a chore to move at all. She sighed loudly and nuzzled Asad's arm, the feel of his strong biceps leaving an imprint on her cheek.

"How is it that your arms are so muscular Mr Khan? I have always wondered, since I never see you working out," Zoya asked randomly, her clarity of thought so foggy now that she'd forgotten what was appropriate to say and what wasn't. She felt Asad's arm move beneath her face she he shrugged, so it didn't seem like he minded anyway.

"Aapke wajeh se Miss Farooqui. Whenever you do some childish harkat to piss me off, I come to my room and take my frustrations out on my punching bag. Not only does it help me reduce my anger, I also get a good workout for my arms," Asad replied, laughing towards the end of his statement. Zoya was amused at how nonchalant he was being about his anger, he was never like this. She ran her fingers down his upper arm gently, before shifting her head and planting a soft kiss on it. Asad groaned audibly as soon as her lips made contact with his skin.

"Aur yeh aapka six packs? How is it that they're so well-maintained?" Zoya continued her interrogation, as she shifted her attention to his abdomen. She ran her fingers through the small crevices formed by his abs, tracing and memorizing the feeling against her skin.

"Aapke wajeh se. When I do finally calm down and think about it, it dawns upon me that whatever harkat it was that you did, isn't actually all that serious. In fact, it's pretty funny at times. So I end up clutching my stomach as I laughing about it privately, thus giving my abs a good workout too," Asad reasoned, coming up with a pretty interesting theory.

Zoya laughed openly this time, fully aware of the fact that Asad had completely made that up. It was really sweet though, that he was trying to give her credit even for that. She slid her head down his upper body, her skin brushing against his as she reached his stomach. She dropped another soft kiss on his skin, this time on his glorious six packs. She felt his stomach clench beneath her lips as he sucked in suddenly, taking in a deep breath.

Asad could sense that Zoya was going to pull away from him now, and somehow, he didn't really want that. So as soon as Zoya moved away from his stomach, Asad reached for her, lacing his fingers in her hair as he guided her head to his chest. Zoya complied easily, resting her ear on the left side of his chest. She left her hand placed on his abs, as she felt Asad wrap his arm around her waist and gather her closer into his body.

"Mr Khan! Aapke patthar mein seena nahi dil hai!" Zoya suddenly gasped loudly, after a moment of lying on Asad's chest. Asad shook his head in amusement as he tried to piece together what Zoya was saying. He had half a mind to immediately correct her, but then he thought of a better way of doing it

"Yeh bhi aapke wajeh se Miss Farooqui. Aap agar mere zindagi mein nahi aati, toh shayad mujhe kabhi bhi pata hi nahi chalta ke mere seene mein patthar nahi, dil hai," Asad whispered into Zoya's hair, before placing a soft kiss on top of her head. Zoya waited for Asad to complete his kiss before closing her eyes and dropping a kiss on Asad's chest, right on top of his beating heart. His statement had rendered her speechless, and she couldn't think of a better way to reciprocate other than to leave that kiss on his chest.

Asad managed to remain slightly alert up until Zoya kissed his chest and snuggled into his arms, sending a tingle down his spine. After that, all he could feel was that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. He made sure to tighten his embrace around Zoya before finally letting sleep take over. Zoya too couldn't find the strength to reopen her eyes after kissing Asad's chest, and so she let them remain close as she fell asleep listening to the soothing sound of Asad's heartbeats.

XXX

Okay ab raat baaki nahi hai haha. Subah ka story will be posted by latest Wednesday! Hopefully earlier (:

EDIT: Just realized I became a goldie right after posting this hahaha. So this is my goldie treat to you all :p

RES!

Yes yes yes!!! :D

Firstly a big cngratulations on turning a goldie 🥳and aisi party to hume hamesha milni chahiye