Part 2 (Slightly Mature)
His warmth almost enlightened her. Being so close to him was doing things to hear heart. She held him a little tighter carried away by the moment; almost fearing if she would lose it. His shirt was fisted in her hands from his back. Her crying started to slow down, her breaths slowed down; but not yet controlled. She felt his heartbeats against hers, which were spreading a strange calm in her.
He stood still. His hands came up halfway - to hold or not to hold her. His heart was almost screaming to hold her and never let go. But his mind was still reeling with the aftershocks. Should he? Shouldn't he? He was so sure just moments back, but now when she had actually said all...that. He was suddenly not sure enough of how to respond? He was prepared for anything. But in the end, he thought he wasn't actually prepared for THIS!
"Hold me, please." She breathed aloud heaving a sigh. Her voice muffled in his chest. But there was no uncertainty in her voice this time. It was almost a request, a pleading, a demand?
He looked down at her. Her voice - it had the same effect that it used to have. The same voice, he loved listening to. He closed his eyes as he took in how enchanting her voice sounds. It's just strange that even if he hate - hated d her ranting, he can't help but listen to her voice. He had longed for her, he still longs. His hands tentatively came up to hold her, almost afraid. He wrapped his arms around her in an embrace after for what seemed eternity for him. Well, he can wait for her for eternity.
She held him just a little tighter as she felt herself lose to him. His arms around him felt so perfect. She realised, she hasn't felt "perfect" in a long time. Hell, she hasn't even "felt" anything. She closed her eyes as emotions washed over her. She almost felt like, she just belonged here. Questioning herself, what was she doing running around here and there? From her feelings, her heart, her own self. This - this moment sealed it for her. She wasn't sure whether its right or wrong, but now it seems like it DOES feel right. Yeah, it feels right. She almost had a faint smile as she enjoyed being close to him.
"Won't you say something too?" She asked, holding him.
"What should I say?" He almost asked distractedly. "Kuch kehne ke liye chhoda hi kahan hai tumne" He muttered under his breath.
She gasps. "And what do you mean by that?" She pushed herself away suddenly, looking at him with her eyebrows furrowed.
He looked at her suddenly "I-I mean..." He stuttered. Damn you Aahil! What is wrong with you?
She looked at him, incredulous. "I can't believe this! I just confessed my feelings to you, and you don't know what to say? Ughh! Do you even know how difficult was that to say out to you? Do you even realise what I have been going through all this time? Since you...you...I met you! I don't even know what IS it about you; I can't get you off my mind! I couldn't think straight. I can't even concentrate. Damn you were everywhere, literally everywhere! You haven't even spared my dreams!..." She suddenly stopped, as she realised what she is on about.
She looked at him, and clearly she still has nothing to say. "Did you just roll your eyes on me? Or I am dreaming again?"
Just for her sake he rolled his eyes again.
"For God's sake! Would you even say anyth..."
She couldn't complete her sentence as his hands came up to hold her face, crashing his lips hers. "nhmm..." She spoke during the kiss. As soon as his lips met hers, all thoughts left her mind, or even her mouth. She shut her eyes tight as she felt the softness of his lips, kissing her passionately and lovingly. She sighed loudly as she felt herself melting against his sweet torture. His hands held her face as the fingers got entangled in her hair.
Her hands reached out to hold his face. She ran her fingers over his stubbly jaw as she wound her hands around his neck, dragging her fingers in his silky, raven hair. God! She needed to touch his hair so badly. She also needed to touch his stubble though. Damn, she needed to touch HIM. She murmured appreciatively between the kiss. His lips roved hers as his tongue sought the permission to taste her mouth, as he bit her lower lip softly. She gasped as she grabbed his hair tighter. He tasted her mouth and felt "Jannat" couldn't be better than this. He smirked at his own silly joke.
After a few minutes of kissing they broke apart. Breathless, but not yet sated. He looked at her, all flushed and gorgeous. He wanted to take her right there, right then. His hand grabbed her waist and pulled her even closer. She opened her eyes with a gasp. She looked into his eyes. The way his eyes darkened, those two deep pools of passion, that aura they had - it almost gave her goosebumps. But she tried to recover, and she tried hard.
They were still against the wall, leaning into each other's touch. No one ready to be apart. His hand at waist kept tracing her distractedly as he kept seeking for her lips. Her fingers slowly caressing his stubble as one hand kept running through his hair.
He was still in the euphoria of being chosen over someone. He felt victorious, he felt quite proud too. Of himself, and ofc ourse his Sanam too. He smiled a little against her lips "Thank you" He murmured so softly. Words can never be enough to describe how he felt at that moment. He was almost choking with the emotions. He felt he won the world or something. He smirked at the thought, of being the ARI he used to be. He felt he would just cry any moment. Being close to her, and being chosen by her.
"Huh?" She spoke confused, distracted.
"For choosing me" Dropping another peck on her lips.
"Don't talk" She whispered as she tasted his lips.
He groaned at the sensation "That should have been MY line" He smirked.
"I don't talk that much!" She spoke defensively.
"I should have done it earlier. To shut that beautiful mouth of yours!"
Ugh! Shut up and kiss me! Jallad Jinn!" She asked, shocking herself.
He looked at her, equally shocked. "Wh-what did you just...how do you...?"
"How do I what?"
He smirked at her. "Looks like it did the trick"
"What trick?"
He pulled her closer too quickly. "That I know how to remind you, who you are"
She kept looking deep into his eyes and almost sounded lost for a second. Searching for some answers "Who am I Aahil?"
He stared into her eyes, pleading her to believe him. His other hand went to cup her cheek tenderly. She closed her eyes, giving and leaning into his touch. "Miss Dhabevaali." He whispered softly as he smirked again.
She opened her eyes, almost believing, almost wanting to believe him. "Why do I want to believe you?" She spoke in a small voice, almost opening herself up to him.
She sounded so vulnerable and broken. Her words sounded so painful to him. It was unbearable to him to see her like this.
She brought her hands up and held his face "I don't know who am I. But when I am with you, I suddenly start knowing myself. I don't know whom I belong to, but when you touch me, I feel I belong to you and only you." Her eyes started welling up as they found their way down her cheeks.
She brought his face closer to hers as she rested her forehead against his. Breathing deeply she said closing her eyes "Aahil. What if I don't want to remember? What if I...I...want to love you as, me. would you love...ME? I don't know, if I am your Sanam or not. Sometimes I feel, I AM! When YOU call me. Can you love this...Jannat?" She almost cast her eyes down. She didn't know what she was asking. She felt she is Sanam, but she wanted to be loved as Jannat too. Maybe because she chose him. Her feelings for him were as Jannat.
He was about to say something, but she stopped him midway after a long silence."Aahil. Do we really have to remember? Do I really have to remember? We can remember everything later. But tonight, at this moment, can't we forget everything? Even who we are...?"
"I-I..."
Her tears started rolling down. She didn't even know why she was feeling so emotional. She lingered a kiss on his cheek as she tried to get away. Assuming a no for her question. But was suddenly pulled back into two strong arms.
His arms came around her waist as tightly as he could hold her. She was flushed against his chest as she gasped softly. She looked at her expectantly, wide eyed, innocent. Innocent as she is, she always was. And breathtaking, gorgeous. He stared deep into her eyes, taking in this moment. It was too much for him to believe. She was asking him. His breathing was uncontrolled, as he tried to sink in the feelings she was creating in him at this point of time.
He cupped her face and brought her in. "Sa...Jannat" He whispered as he corrected himself. Smiling at her he kissed her forehead. "Do you have any idea how happy you make me? Do you even realise what your love for me does to me? You complete me. You make me...ME. I don't care who you are, I don't care which name you carry. I love you! I love you for being you. I love you for the moments you spend with me. I love you for touches we exchange. I love you for the feelings I have when you are with me, I am with you and we are with each other. I love you for your being in my life. I love you for having ME in your life" He whispered breathily.
She was simply lost, literally. Her eyes closed with the intense feelings his words created in her, as tears rolled down her eyes once again.
He took in the sight as he shook his head at her. He reached out to her and held her face in his hands. Kissing her eyes, he caressed her tears away. He moved his lips down to kiss along her jaw towards her neck. He placed a lingering kiss at the sensitive spot where the neck meets shoulder. She closed her eyes at the sensation playing havoc as her breathing became laboured. Her hands instinctively came up to his hair, as they leaned back to the wall behind them.
"Would you scream again?" He whispered against her neck, as he smirked; placing open mouthed kisses.
Her whole being flushed as she realised the meaning behind his words. "Would you make me scream?" She spoke breathless. His touch ignited her, making her vulnerable yet powerful. His words were doing nothing less.
He groaned as he grabbed at her waist just a little tighter. Showing her how she turns him on, as he smirked against her skin. Fire against fire - this girl would be the death of him. No wonder he loved her, her comebacks mostly. He moved down to her throat as he kissed at the hollow there. His hands moving down lower from her waist, as he gave a little squeeze at her bottom. "Oh yeah baby. That I would." He whispered as he sucked at the spot.
She tugged at his hair strands as she pulled his face up "Well then, me too" she spoke breathily as she pulled his lips down to hers in a barely suppressed passionate kiss.
They kissed and tasted each other mouths, showing their need to be with each other. "Do you scream in your dreams too?" He murmured between the kiss, as he smirked against her lips. She put her lips away for a second and looked at him. "Yes I do." She breathed, as she smirked at him.
He lost his senses at that moment. Those three words ignited his whole being. He was amazed at how this girl can shoot up his desire by just those three words, which certainly are not "I love you". He pulled her closer in one fleeting moment as he whispered "I'll make your reality better than your dreams, Jannat" He chuckled.
She looked at him, suddenly feeling quite adventurous. She reached out her hands and grabbed his shirt. Strangely, she didn't feel hesitant even a little bit. She thought she didn't "know" him, but her heart was saying something else. She felt so...comfortable. Staring into his eyes, does magic to her. Unbuttoning his shirt, she smiled mischievously at him. "Why are you still in this?" She whispered as she unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it down his broad shoulders.
She took in the sight of his smooth chest, those perfectly sculpted abs and down to that "V" to his... She gulped as her throat went dry suddenly. She sure had seen all these in her dreams, but he was right, so right! Reality was definitely better than her dreams, so much better! Ugh! Her hands went up to trace along his chest, her fingers moving down at his abs, and lower...
He groaned and closed his eyes at her sensuous touch, as he grabbed her pulling her even closer. "Why are you still in this?" He murmured against her lips. She was so lost at the sight in front of her that she didn't even realise his fingers pulling down at the zip on her back. She closed her eyes suddenly as she groaned. Was it due to his touch or due to the lack of sight in front her. Her hands went at his waist as she clutched him tighter.
She felt his fingers and knuckles along her skin at the back, as she felt goosebumps all over her. Her breath hitched, as she dragged her fingers along his back, leaving some nail marks on his skin. He pushed the straps of her dress down her shoulders, tracing her arms tenderly. The dress came down halfway and got bunched at her waist, leaving her breathless, and flushed.
He stared at her in awe as he took in the sight. She was so gorgeous. With her hair messed up, her whole being flushed red, her lips swollen, she looked even gorgeous, she looked all his. He pulled her closer as their skins met. She gazed up into his eyes, running her fingers, drawing random circles over his chest, breathing hard. He looked down at her eyes, which held a mischievous glint as he ran his knuckles on her cheek, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Some unheard questions, some unspoken answers, being exchanged.
Her hands wound around his neck as she pulled him down for another kiss. He kissed her back as her hands went down her bottom and he pulled her up in his arms, still kissing. Her hands went in his hair as he held her close. He suddenly lost his balance as his leg hit the edge of the bed behind him. They both fell on the bed, she on top of him.
The sudden movement broke them apart as they looked at each other, breathless. "Are you losing your control, Mr. Aahil?" She suppressed her giggle. "Just like you lose it?" He smirked as he flipped them over, him being on top now.
"Did you wear this dress to impress me?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, just like you tempered with its zip!" She snapped.
"I did not!"
"Yes you did! Don't lie!"
"I don't lie!"
"Why don't you kiss me back instead!"
"Why you..." He leaned in captured her lips in another kiss. His hands went lower as he pulled her dress down. She fumbled with his belt as she unbuckled it. Her hands went down to the zipper as she unzipped it down. He moved his hands over her waist and above at the back as he unclasped her black lacy bra. She pushed down his pants as he shook it off his legs himself. Their clothes flung and spread all over their room. Breathless they pulled apart. Their need for each other, darkened in their eyes.
"What are you gonna tell that Major, Jannat?" He smirked for two reasons. One, he is making love to Jannat, and second well, he is making love to "Jannat"
"What are YOU gonna tell your wife, Mr. Aahil? Is she even your wife? I doubt it. I have never seen you look at her in THAT way..." She ran her hands through his hair.
"There won't be any need to tell, I am sure" He smirked as he moved down her neck placing heated kisses down her chest and between the valley of her breasts. His hands moved up from her waist as he cupped her breasts moulding them in his hands as he flicked his thumbs. He murmured appreciatively. She moaned aloud as she pulled at his hair strands. His hands went down to her flat stomach and towards her thighs as he touched her at the core.
She gasped as she rolled her eyes back in desire. "Aahhill!!" She moaned as her hands dragged through his back. His lips closed over his breasts as he set a same rhythm below with his fingers. She was close to her orgasm. Her whole body shook with overpowering waves of pleasure, something she hasn't felt in a long time. Suddenly she felt his fingers left her, and she groaned aloud in protest.
Seeing her so turned on with desire, and hearing her cries of pleasure, threw him over the edge. It was making him lose control. He needed to have her, right now. He wanted her, just like she wanted. She felt his lips move over her belly button as her muscles clenched. She gasped as his lips kissed her thighs. His stubble rubbing her thighs. "Aahh.. She grabbed his hair. He hummed against her wetness. He held her thighs as he kissed her there, roughly. She threw her head back as she almost screamed his name in pure pleasure. "Aaah..Aahhhilll!!"
He came up suddenly and captured her lips, drawing her moans of pleasure. He brushed his lips, as she tried to regulate her breathing. He pulled back and looked at her, flushed. "I want you Jannat. Now. Do you?" He breathed looking into her eyes, staring deeply.
She nodded breathlessly "I want you too. I want you too much, Aahil. I want you like I have never wanted anyone, nor I would ever want."
He kissed her roughly as he entered her. She gasped between the kiss as she held is shoulder tightly as ever could. His face moved down to crook of his neck, as she adjusted herself with him. She moved her hips slowly as he responded in the same manner. "Faster. Please!" She breathed aloud. He groaned aloud as the moved became harder and faster. They both held each other in need, as they tumbled to the edge, together.
They lay their together, entangled with each other, both content and sated. They slept together in each other arms, holding each other close.
The sun rose outside, spreading rays in the room. He was lying there on his back. As the rays reached his eyes he opened, groggily. He felt her beside him, and a smile spread across his lips. He looked down at her as he pushed her hair back lovingly. She felt his touch and opened her eyes to see him beside him. She dropped a kiss on his chest as he looked up at him. "I don't want to be with him. I want to be with you, only. Kya hum bhaag nahi sakte?"
He looked at her amused and laughed softly. "I have a farmhouse." He smirked. "The question is, are you sure to leave everything behind and come with me?" He asked looking deep into her eyes.
She moved a little closer and held his face in her hands "I have come too far to go back. I don't want to go back. I don't want to turn back"
He captured her lips in a searing kiss. They were free, free from this world's worldly things.
The End!
PS: Okay, so! This is kind of an unexpected ending. 😆 But I tried to write something different. I was confused whether to make her remember or not. I thought, lets have a story of Jannat in love with him and doing anything for it. What would have happened of she doesn't want to remember and instead love him like this. A scenario I had in my mind, if they would have done this "forbidden" things. And well, we all wanted an EMA right? So, this one is for all of those! 😆
Plus I couldn't help but ending their confession in a hot love making session too! You know how these two are! 😆
Edited by Junoon-e-SaHil - 9 years ago
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