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Hey guys, this is just an AsYa one shot. I really wanted to write an angsty OS of the two of them and so here it is. I hope you guys like it. Please do comment and let me know what you think. Feedback is always welcome!
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"You shouldn't be here. We can't do this again, it's wrong."
"That's what you said last night...and the night before...and the night before that. Why are you doing this now? Don't send me away, I need you!"
Zoya's heart was breaking. He was her only hope. He made her feel things, made her feel sinful and crazy. She didn't know how she stayed sane during the days. He consumed her. Every fibre and nerve ending of her body was electrified and magnified when she was around him. She dreamed of him during the day...she dreamed of him during the night. He was in her system. He
was the blood coursing through her veins. He was her everything.
was the blood coursing through her veins. He was her everything.
"Zoya! You have to go. I have compromised you and everything that I stand for...for what? A few hours of pleasure? A few meager hours of your company?"
"You don't have the strength to send me away", whispered Zoya. "You can't...you won't send me away to HIM."
He stared at the woman in front of him. She was so beautiful and not just in her appearance. Destiny had played a cruel trick on him, on them. He didn't know how much more he could bear with just having her for a few stolen hours. He was irrevocably hers and she his...but she wasn't his. She had never been his. She was his brother's wife.
"Asad, please don't send me away. I wouldn't be able to bear it."
"He's my brother, Zoya. Can't you understand? I have already betrayed him in the worst possible way. If he were to ever find out, he would be humiliated! How can I do that to him? How have I done that to him? To you?"
"Asad..."
"Don't say it. I shouldn't have encouraged this. I shouldn't have given in to my heart. "
They were standing in his house, staring at each other. If an outsider were looking in there would be nothing unusual about the situation. The only thing that betrayed them was the fact that she had donned a cloak, to cover her face, when she had come to see him like a thief in the night.
"You hate me? You hate me for putting you in this position. It's not our fault, Asad, this is not what we chose. I would never have been able to live with myself if he had done something to you. I had to..."
Asad stood quiet cursing fate for the cards it had dealt him. Zoya was right, they didn't
have a choice but he had a choice on what would happen next and he would not betray his brother any more than he had!
have a choice but he had a choice on what would happen next and he would not betray his brother any more than he had!
"It's revolting. It's revolting every time he touches me. I haven't slept with him but I know...I know he wants to. It makes my skin crawl. One day I am going to run out of excuses. One day..."
Asad took quick strides across to where Zoya was standing and pushed her against the wall.
"What are you doing to me, woman? Don't...don't talk about another man even..."
Without another word or thought he crushed his lips to hers. Staking claim on the woman he loved. Zoya almost wept in relief. She needed to be in his arms as much as she wanted it. Their tongues began to duel for control, each trying to assert their dominance over the other. With an almost guttural growl Asad nipped her lips making her gasp into his mouth and granting him the initial bout. Their duel was far from over.
Asad looked like a deranged man. He held on to the woman in his arms like she was his last lifeline. She was his life! He trailed kisses down her neck, sucking on her pulse point knowing it would drive her wild. She wrapped her legs around him, straddling him, as he began to move them towards his bedroom. He swore to himself that this was the last time. It would be the last time.
Abandoning further thought he laid her gently onto his bed, breaking away from their kiss. He moved away and looked at her. She looked so innocent and fragile lying on his bed, her face fanned by her luscious locks. She was looking at him with her eyes...her eyes; he swore he could drown in them. Without a word he began to divest himself of his clothing as he watched her do the same. They were both completely naked. Swearing softly, he came back towards her, kissing her passionately.
Their bodies were so in tune with each other. The passion was burning between them. Silently, he kissed his way down her body. He knew what she liked. Soft sighs and tortured moans were the only sounds in the room. She was close, he could tell. He moved away from her, then.
"Asad"
"Sshh...Zoya...it's alright, I am here. Just feel."
With that he swiftly entered her and established a rhythm as old as time. She matched him thrust for thrust driving him towards his nirvana as she attained hers. Their joining was rough and wild. They pounded into each other as if they were trying to etch the memory of this moment into their very souls. Suddenly, they were there...at the edge, waiting to fall over the precipice together and they did.
"Asad..I..."
"I know, Zoya, I know. Go to sleep." Asad kissed the top of her head softly and began to hum an indiscernible tune that he knew would comfort her and let her sleep.
He felt her breathing even out and knew she was under the spell of the deepest sleep. Every time she came here she took another piece of his heart with her. He could not let her go, consequences be damned. He had to figure something out. She deserved better. He deserved better.
Channel V Dil Dosti Dance
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