Swasan SS - Amour Orageuse - Chapter 10 page 41 - Page 26

Squaring his shoulders he moved his hand and he stopped it where the pallu of Swara's saree was tucked in and untucked it very very slowly, with dangerous ease effectively stilling Swara's laughter. Moving her pallu out of his way he skimmed his finger against the smooth flat expanse of her stomach dipping his finger in her navel and then splaying his palm over it, Swara's breath stuck in her throat and she sucked in her stomach due to his tender ministrations.. Her eyes widened to the size of saucerpans when she felt his hands move upwards, towards her tender front but he didn't go further and his hands continued to draw circles over her upper midriff, teasing her, forcing her to suck in a ragged breath.

Sanskaar devilishly smirked at her plight now, he brought her crashing back to himself when she made a move to escape bringing them closer then before. Swara threw her head back a little at their rather intimate contact, every inch of her clothed body touched his body, marking his existence over her, making her go red in the face.

Leaning down he blew air over the sensitive skin of her neck making her shudder delicately, but didn't kiss her there though she gave him access to her neck making her moan impatienty when he withdrew, he smirked proudly at the effect he had over her. Using one hand he positioned her chin up and twisted her hand behind her back using his other hand, "So Mrs Maheshwari where exactly were we?" he asked his eyes smoldering with passion and a naughty glint; "Umm Sans Sanskaar, I was saying" but he silenced her by running a palm over the curve of her waist, "Yes you were saying?" he asked teasingly while drawing circles with his fingers on her lower back.

Swara closed her eyes trembling a little and Sanskaar's eyes darkened at her reactions, amazed by her innocence, she was a seductress even without knowing tricks to seduce a man, she was a wonder. Opening her eyes after moments Swara saw Sanskaar lost in the moment and thought, "Two can play the game"; Arranging her facial features to that of shock she exclaimed in embarassed surprise, "Bade Papa" and Sanskaar jumped away from her the very moment as if electrocuted. Eyes closed he turned towards the door and started speaking at a fast pace, the words tumbling out of his mouth, "Woh, we weren't doing anything at all just hanging around, Sorry Bade Papa." he ended sheepishly but got no answer in return, not even a grumble of approval.

Taking a risk he opened one eye and then opened the other one too catching up on her prank, seeing absolutely no one at the door. Eyeing her warily he said, "This is the meanest thing you've done to me Swara, I was scared out of my wits. Imagine Bade Papa standing at the door while we made out. UGH." and he shuddered violently.

Laughing out loud Swara said, "I never said I play fair Sanskaar, everything fair in love and war Babu Moshai." "But this wasn't war." he shouted at her retreating back "Not fair Swara Maheshwari." Turning back near the door she smiled her perfect smile at him and said, "Get dressed and come down soon Sanskaar, a night full of surprises awaits you. I'm waiting."

Smiling wide he mussed his hair as she left for the kitchen, excited for the night. Sanskaar climbed down the stairs after a while freshly showered. He had changed into a pair of grey chinos and a plain white V neck tee. Swara was busy setting up dinner on the table when she heard him approaching.

She turned to look at him a smile gracing her lips but her smile faltered the very next minute and her eyes glazed with appreciation over the fine human sample that her husband was. He looked ravishing tonight she thought, the chinos and the tee fit his body snugly highlighting his lean frame and every hard muscle of his perfect body. The heady scent of his cologne and aftershave reaching her before he did. Her Sanskaar was making her thoughts go all Asanskaari. That was the effect he had on her he was making her brazen and unashamed.

Sanskaar smirked at the visible effect he had on Swara. Sitting down on a chair he asked her still smirking, "What's for dinner tonight Shona I'm starving." Shaking her head clear off his effect she got down to serving dinner, concern taking over, breaking a morsel she brought it to his mouth to feed him but he stopped her hand midway, "Wait, did you eat your dinner Shona?"

Nodding her head in negative she grinned sheepishly, sighing exasperatedly he shook his head at her carelessness feeling a strong need to reprimand her for her easy ways towards her health and well being but he didnt have it in him to say a word to her now and spoil their moods. Breaking a morsel he brought it to her mouth and fed it to her at the same time she fed him his morsel.

They continued feeding each other, talking about their day, what they did and what they didn't, it was very relaxing for Sanskaar to sit and see her talk while he listened to all that she had to say to him. He could do that all his life and live happily. Putting away their plates she turned to Sanskaar, "I'll be back in a minute Sanskaar." she said sounding a bit excited.

Nodding his head at her he saw her lithe form bounce off to the kitchen, he sat there patiently for a few minutes listening to the sound of the vessels coming from inside the kitchen but then his resolve broke. Curiosity got the better of him and he got up to go inside the kitchen at the same time Swara made an exit from the kitchen holding a silver bowl in her hand, a very yummy aroma coming from the it, an aroma akin to the aroma of kheer. Pushing him back on the chair she answered his unasked question when she removed the lid off the bowl.

"Kheer" he exclaimed excitedly and started gobbling the contents down his throat. Swara sat down next to him at the table propping her chin on a palm and observed his childlike glee over eating his favourite sweet dish. Stopping for a second he offered her a spoon but she refused, shrugging he continued drowning the contents at top speed helping himself to one more bowl of the delicacy. "Mmm, you're the best Swara I love it when you prepare this, perfect end to my day."

Chuckling at his antics she said, "The perfect end is yet to come my love." he raised his eyebrows at that and nodded his head. "Okay then can't wait for the perfect end to come my love." he smiled wide then.

After he was done eating she pulled him up and tied a cloth over his eyes, "Swara, kya kar rahi ho tum I can't see a thing." Chuckling at his childlike antics she said "Ohhh sounds great Sanskaar exactly what I aimed for." Taking him by his hand she guided him up to where she wanted them to go. "Where are we going Swara I can't see a thing, I'll fall on my backside at this rate." Slightly irked at his impatience she mumbled very quietly, "Serves you right for your impatience." "Huh you said something Swara?" he asked sounding highly scandalized at her silent mumbling. "Huh no nothing, and Sanskaar would you wait please you'll discover everything in a minute." Not giving up he tried again, "Just tell me where we're going na? I can't handle the suspense." Huffing in irritation she spoke, "Ya right tell you where we're going and ruin my suspense ehh? How impatient of you Sanskaar wait na." she reprimanded him lightly.

He let her guide him for a while until coming to a stop suddenly. Raising a hand she stripped the cloth off his eyes, shaking his head he blinked his eyes furiously a few times and finally opened them the location of her surprise coming into focus, their old room. "Swara, what are we doing here?" he asked in confusion, because he knew that Swara had not healed fully, she yet had those occasional nightmares which he would ward off by taking her in his arms and whisper words of comfort and love in her ears, this was the last place she would want to come.

Smiling solemnly she put a hand on his cheek and egged him on to open the door, "Go on open it my love." "But Swara" she didn't let him complete his sentence and stilled his protests by placing a finger over his lips, "Open it darling." and she prodded him to open the door.

Sanskaar didn't ever want to return to this part of their home because all it reminded him of was Swara's grief and trauma, it scared him but now Swara was telling him to open the very door to their misery. Breathing deeply he put a hand over the quaint gold handle and pushed the door open expecting to see memories of their dark haunted past and its after effects but the sight that met his eyes literally blew his mind to another level.