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Twinkle was standing in line, waiting for her turn to place an order. For now she was checking her phone to see if her mother had replied back to let her know if she had wanted anything. It was around then that she felt a hand snake around her waist and twirl her around.
She had let out a yelp as she made a full circle, but then landed on her feet with a full laughter as she she knew there was only person who had the audacity to pick her up like this in public. The one man that she had given the full authority and permission to do so.
Kunj.
Turning around, she focused on only him, not even caring about the other pairs of eyes that were glued onto them. She didn't even care about the disgusted looks that the narrow-minded aunties were giving to her. Chances are they were glad to finally have gotten a reason to be distracted from their "out-of-hand" daughters.
All Twinkle cared about was the way Kunj was looking at her. The way he had placed his hands on her waist gently to let his presence known, but also firmly so that everyone else knew only he could be so near to her. The way his eyelids refused to shut for a second for they would lose another second of looking at her. The small smile that crept up on his lips, making her break into a grin. Just feeling the warmth emanating from him, filled Twinkle's heart.
"What are you doing here?" She asked grinning at him, but still unable to bring the required teasing tone to her voice as she was still so lost in his gaze.
"Jahan tum, wahan mein." He said with a tilt of his head.
Twinkle looked down and blushed, joining their foreheads together.
"Did you make your order?" He asked, shifting slightly towards the cash registers.
Twinkle shook her head.
"Well, go and then I'll drop you home."
Twinkle shook her head in affirmation, smiling at him.
"Do you want something?" Twinkle asked, breaking out of his embrace and walking towards the register.
"One large coffee." He said.
"Two creams, one sugar?" Twinkle asked rhetorically, knowing full well how he takes it.
"You know it." He said laughingly.
Walking towards the car with the paper bag containing food in her hands, Twinkle chattered away about her day's events.
Kunj opened the door for her which Twinkle greatly appreciated. As she sat inside, she watched as he put the long end of her pink dress into the car as well. Putting on her seat belt, Twinkle thought about how it was the little things about Kunj that made her love him so much. Things like him holding the door open for her, asking her how his mom is, dropping her home from college when it becomes too dark outside, making sure she has small snacks with her at all times in case she gets hungry etc.
Kunj got inside the car, and put his large coffee cup in the cup holder. Putting his seat belt on, he started the car and they went off.
As she munched on the red grapes that he had brought for her, Twinkle thought about their relationship. She hadn't told her mom about him yet. There wasn't a particular reason as to why, she simply didn't. Kunj had become such an easy fit into her life that she at times felt like he has been there with her since birth. She has shared nearly everything about her life with him; from her childhood mischief to her cat fights to her stress eating to her fear of public speaking. Of course there were things that she kept to herself. She didn't want to run out of things to say to him one day. But with each new day, she keeps finding something to share with him. It could be something trivial as a new song release or a topic as serious as the cruel treatment towards the stray animals roaming around on the streets.
"Do you mind up turning up the volume?" Kunj asked.
"Hmm?" Twinkle answered, still breaking out of her reverie.
She looked at him and saw his black shades shielding his face as the wind ruffled through his hair. The setting sun behind created a halo around him, bathing him in an ethereal light.
Kunj tapped the side of her temple, looking at her.
"Turn up the volume." Twinkle chuckled and swatted his face so that he was looking back at the road.
"Let it be. It wasn't anything that important." Twinkle said leaning back into the seat.
"Meaning you were thinking about me." Kunj stated.
"No!" Twinkle retorted, not wanting to admit to it.
"Liar."
"Am not!"
"Are too!" Keeping his eyes on the road, he pulled at her cheek.
"Stop that!" She swatted him away.
But he didn't stop. Rather he started tickling her, eliciting sharp shrieks of laughter from her.
"Kunj!" She cried out, trying to stop his hands from reaching her but he simply would not stop.
"Then admit it, I'm right aren't I?" He tangled his hand in hers.
"Always." Twinkle kissed the back of his knuckles and pressed his hand against her cheek.
"Ehh," He spoke softly, caressing her cheek with the back of his hand. "Aise na karo."
"Kaise?" Twinkle teased, pressing her cheek into the palm of his hand, letting his warmth spread over her.
"Aisa." He pressed his thumb over her bottom lip and rubbed it.
Twinkle moaned under his touch and took a deep sigh.
"Bheege honth tere, pyasa dil mera," Kunj sang in a husky voice, rubbing her lips even further, making his fingers wet. "Tu lage apsara, mein karu pyaar." Kunj leaned over, letting go of the steering wheel to capture her face in his hands and give her a loud kiss on her cheek.
Twinkle who had her focus on the road, grabbed hold of the steering wheel and kept them in check, squealing the whole time.
"Kunj! Marna chahte ho kya?" She shrieked.
Kunj pushed her away and clenched the steering wheel tightly. Twinkle noticed the drastic difference in his mood. She didn't like it at all. She could see the minute spasms in his jaw as his teeth ground each other.
"Kunj," She called softly.
He ignored her, looking the other way to change lanes.
"Eh, Kunj." She shifted in her seat to look at him properly. "Naraz ho kya?"
He sped up.
"Kunj!" Pouting, she pulled at the sleeve of his shirt, trying to get his attention.
Kunj remained quite the entire ride home, making Twinkle's heart drop even lower. Giving up on making him talk, she looped her arm around his and rested her head on his shoulder.
It was strange how even his silence could give her so much comfort. Of course she wished he would speak to her or just communicate to her in any way, but the mere presence of him being beside her made her feel safe.
She jolted out of her thoughts as the car came to an abrupt stop. She looked out and saw that they had arrived at her home. Twinkle looked up at him, hoping he might say something but he didn't even look her way.
Now annoyed by him, Twinkle took the keys out of the ignition and took off her seat belt. She got of her seat and placed her in front of him so that she was straddling him.
"Twinkle," He said her name with a high irritation in his tone.
"Look at me," She invaded his space so that he had no choice but to do as she said. "Naraz ho kya?" She repeated her question, locking her arms around his neck.
He licked his lips and avoided her eyes. Twinkle removed his shades so that she could see exactly what he was thinking at the moment. His giant orbs were doing their charm again as she felt herself being hypnotized by them.
"Ehh," She nudged his nose with hers. "Bol na."
His hands went up to her waist and dug their fingers into the petite body. He brushed his bottom lip over hers, breathing hotly against hers. Twinkle moved ever so slightly in his lap, making both of them gasp.
"Pagal ho kya?" He breathed out against her.
Kunj trailed his nose against her cheek and jawbone.
"Haan. Tere liye." She whispered.
His hands traveled down from her waist to her legs and ran them up and down.
"Kunj," Twinkle snaked her hands from his neck up towards the soft locks of his hair. "Then why weren't you saying anything?" Kunj, who was kissing the length of her neck, stopped.
He pushed her slightly away from him and avoided her gaze.
"Marna chahte ho kya?" He repeated her previous statement with a heaviness in his voice.
"Kunj," Twinkle's shoulders dropped, being burdened by the seriousness in his implication. "You know I didn't mean that."
Kunj nodded his head slowly, interlocking his hand with hers. "I know but... I still didn't like it." He held her hand tightly as he brought her hand near to her face. "To just think that you..."
Twinkle stopped his sentence with a kiss to his lips. She dragged it out purposely, knowing just how much pain he was feeling at the moment. When she broke away, Twinkle let out an audible gasp.
Kunj wanting more of her comfort took her back in his arms and kissed her wildly. His fingers dug deeply into her clothes, indenting themselves onto her skin. Twinkle's hands raked into the depth of his hair as her body rubbed itself against his.
When they broke apart, they were both gasping for air. But that still didn't stop them from exploring each other as their hands roamed all over each other's bodies. Kunj took off her denim jacket and threw it in the back of his car. Pulling down the sleeve of her dress, he kissed the exposed flesh as she leaned her head back to give him more access.
"Kunj," Twinkle had gasped as his warm kisses made her skin shiver.
As his lips traveled back to her jaw, she looked down at him. With their foreheads touching each other, she rocked herself against his crotch, making him pant and moan. Looking deeply into his eyes and rocking herself, she began to unbutton his white shirt. His hands on her waist moved in rhythm with her rocking, making the heat between them increase.
Kunj abruptly pushed Twinkle away, making her confused. But when she saw him take off his seat belt and push the seat back, a wicked smile came over her lips. Coming back to straddle his hips, Twinkle slid her hands over his bare chest, eyeing him down as if she wished to devour him right then and there. She placed long, soft, wet kisses on his chest, moving up and down. As she licked her way up, Kunj moaned underneath her. He entangled his hands in her hair and pulled at them, feeling his own desire to consume her.
His hands trailed her back as she came before his face to kiss him. Her hips rocking against his in a fast rhythm, Kunj began to squirm. He bit her bottom lip, wanting to convey just how badly he wanted her. Eager to have the same, Twinkle unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. As soon as she pulled down his zipper, Kunj captured her lips for another kiss and sat up. Having her so close to him was making it absolutely hard for him to control himself and behave decently.
"Please don't stop." Twinkle panted as she felt the inner conflict Kunj was going through.
His hands digging through her skin were expressing how his mind was telling him to stop. But the incessant kisses he was trailing over her body and the way his sexual organ was beginning to wet through the material of his jeans, revealed just how much his body wanted her right now.
"Twinkle, we can't." Kunj panted as his nails scratched her bare back.
"Yes we can." Twinkle retorted.
In response, he shook his head trying to push her away but not being able to. After all it still required a contact between the flesh for him to do so.
"Kunj," She had breathed out his name once again as he burrowed his face in the crook of her neck.
"We're right outside your home." He pulled down the sleeves of her dress.
"That's perfect. My room isn't that far." Twinkle offered with a tease.
Kunj growled as his hands traveled up her thighs, skirting the cloth of her dress up. Twinkle gasped as his hands roamed the inside of her thighs.
"Your mom will be home any second." Kunj tried to reason.
Twinkle pulled his hair and tilted his head back.
"Why are you so good?" She asked, feeling like the only desperate one in their relationship. "Just be a little bad for once." She kissed him. "Hmm, can you be a little bad?" She kissed him deeper, rocking her hips. "Hmm, can you? Just for once. Can you be a little bad for me?"
"Twinkle," Kunj growled, feeling a spasm overcome him. "We need to stop." He managed to say with great difficulty.
Twinkle shook her head. "You can't leave me like this." She kissed him once more. "Not like this. You need to give me something. I won't let you leave me like this." She pushed him back against the car seat and rocked herself wildly against his hips.
Kunj's pants and moans began to increase as their kiss between each other got deeper and deeper. The heat and intensity got stronger and stronger, leaving them vulnerable and completely helpless. They no longer had control over their bodies and they were both okay with it. Twinkle interlocked her fingers with Kunj's tightly as she needed his support to come to her culmination. Clenching onto him tightly, Kunj gave Twinkle what she wanted without breaking any boundaries, which gave him what he wanted. They both held onto each other with shut eyes as they waited for each other to ease down.
Twinkle's breath came out in uneven pants as she came down from her high. Kunj pushed aside her wet locks that were covered in sweat. He kissed her, softly, wanting to make her come down with ease. He traced circles on her back, watching the minute expressions that washed over her. He fell deeper for her and wished to be able to explore more of her. Give her the insurmountable pleasures that she was entitled to. To be able to send her so high that she will never wish to come down. To be able to make love to her all day, without any restraints or restrictions or fear of anyone.
Stringing her hair back behind her ear, Kunj looked deeply into her eyes.
"Eh," He whispered.
"Hmm," She answered.
"Maare tumhare dushman." He spoke, with a small soft smile lingering on his face.
Twinkle blushed and hid herself in his embrace.
CID
Bigg Boss 19
