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Hey guys! I'm back with another story. Thanks a lot for appreciating my first fiction. Hope you'll like this one as well.
Enjoy!
*****
That little unofficial kiss had played havoc with his brain. He couldn't think about anything else other than his wife's supple and soft pink lips that literally made his lips beg him to connect them already. But alas! Life would've been so easy if he could do it without any prohibition, but that wasn't the case at all.
In this case, Twinkle didn't love him, or so he thought. A lot had happened in the months following his 'kidnap'. And he thanked God that for once it was a good change and not a bad one. His life had been changing for good. Finally.
It started with Yuvi's 'Pardafaash' like his siyaapa queen referred the whole thing as, which was hilarious. Then the much awaited exit of his so-called 'Tai Saas' and finally the development in their monetary conditions.
Kunj was happy that finally his wife could live a life that had all the luxuries that she deserved. And not only his wife but also his family.
And now that everything was going well, he couldn't help but think about their marriage, albeit a sort of contract marriage. It didn't feel like that anymore. Now they were best of friends, but he wanted to be so much more than that to Twinkle. He couldn't help but ponder over the last few months of his married life, how Twinkle and he understood each other so well, that words weren't needed to express the emotions.
He absolutely loved the little things she did for him, be it getting him his favourite coffee after returning home from a long and tiring day of work or even picking up his clothes in the morning even though she didn't need to. But his absolute favourite was when every night, Twinkle took it upon herself to make him sit down by the bed and massage his head. He loved it when she just knew how to relax him by a simple fifteen minutes massage. He loved the little electric currents that passed through his body right from the tip of his hair to the nail of his toe when she lay her fingers on him, even though it was the purest of touch.
However, Kunj knew the dynamic between them had changed the day when Twinkle said that they could share a bed. Initially it was a lot awkward, but it changed as time passed by.
He also couldn't forget the day when he woke up to find his wife rolled by his side and curled upon his chest, a serene smile playing on her lips in return making him grin like an idiot. However, that moment broke when Twinkle woke up and was embarrassed to see the position they were in, blushing profusely.
When she tried to get up how ever lead to another moment of falling right back in his arms and her lips pecking the corner of his lips. Kunj swore he would never forget that in his lifetime. Especially her already big eyes even wider staring at him in shock and her mouth forming a small 'O'. Not wanting to further embarrass herself, she quickly ran off leaving an extremely happy Kunj behind.
Now, sitting in his office, waiting for his ordered present to arrive, he couldn't help but think wether his wife would like the gift or not. Though he knew that Twinkle was a kind of girl who never disrespected anyone's emotions, but keeping that aside he really wanted her to like the gift.
The occasion was not a small one, it was their first wedding anniversary. And finally, Kunj had got the guts to confess his love for his beloved Sherni of a wife.
The gift he selected was not an extremely showy ornament but a delicate one just like her. A diamond bracelet. But what couldn't meet the eyes of the one who saw it, except the one who wore it and the one who made it was the 'I Love You' etched on it. The message was etched on it at Kunj's commands.
Finally the gift was delivered allowing him to start his journey to home. A part of him wanted Twinkle to stay awake even after him informing her that he'd be late and that she should sleep.
A Million Thoughts were running through his mind, the only one that scared him out of his wits was wether Twinkle loved him back or not, and if not would they ever be able to share the same equation ever again? Chucking those thoughts aside and finally reaching his home, he retired to his room only to be scared by Twinkle, though he could tell that it was unintentional.
"Tumne dinner toh kar liya na?", she asked him, which made him happy that she truly and deeply cared for him.
"Haan meri Siyaapa queen kha liya meine, tune kha liya na?", he inquired as well to which he got a nod of affirmation in return.
When he was about to enter the washroom to change into his night clothes, her voice stopped him, "Tumhe yaad nahi aaj kya hai?", her voice sounding a little disappointed to his ears.
He couldn't help but reply in a little sassy way, "Mujhe yaad nahi ki aaj humari wedding anniversary hai Twinkle... Aur isse pehle ki tu mujhse puchegi, tere gift mere brief case Mein hai..."
Kunj turned around and witnessed the most beautiful thing, his wife's smile as she literally skipped her way to his brief case rummaging through it to find her gift wrapped in her favourite colour's (Pink) wrapping paper.
He couldn't exactly conjure her reactions after watching her examine the gift. He just prayed to God that she liked it.
Everything changed in the next moment when she got up, "Kunj mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai..."
"Haan bol...", he replied.
"ILoveYou", she said it in a breath and so fast that he couldn't comprehend it.
"Twinkle mujhe samjh nahi aaya... Dheere se bol...", saying the thing she already knew.
But just like always, instead of answering him like normal people would, she contradicted the theory by walking towards him like a fierce warrior she was, a girl with purpose.
She strode towards him, grabbing the collar of his flannel, pulling him down to level their heights. To say his heart was beating twice the regular rate would be an understatement. The closeness playing havoc with his senses as he tried to analyse her next move.
But all thoughts flew out of his mind the second her lips collided with his, his eyes momentarily widened in shock at his wife's impulsive decision of kissing him, but not wanting to ponder on it further and enjoy the moment, he fluttered his eyelids shut and kissed her just as enthusiastically.
He let out a whine in protest, when Twinkle detached their lips, wanting to kiss her forever.
"I Love You Kunj...", the only thought that played across his mind was that, that Twinkle loved him just like he did.
The realisation hit him like a bucket of cold water, but in a nice way and he was sure that he never wore a smile as big as he wore when Twinkle said she loved him.
He took a moment or two to let the feeling of being loved by Twinkle set in, he wanted to savour it, before he returned his. "I Love You Too Twinkle..."
He adored the way she let out a smile that clearly said 'I'm Happy'.
Without wasting any further time, Kunj connected his lips to Twinkle's. They fit perfectly, like the jigsaw puzzle pieces. He pulled her towards him, leaving no space between them. He slowly moved forward, with their lips still fervently moving against each other.
When the back of her legs hit the bed making them halt, he slowly laid them down on the bed, leaning on his arms, not wanting to crush the beauty withering beneath him.
He slowly started moving his arm that was around her waist to bury it in her silky strands, making her moan in appreciation. Taking advantage, he slipped his tongue in her mouth, fighting the battle of dominance. With the need of oxygen forcing them to tear apart, they pulled apart and while twinkle tried to regain her breath Kunj admired his work. He loved the look she currently adorned, with her hair a little messy thanks to his handi-work, and her swollen lips after being throughly kissed by him.
He re-started his work, but this time he kissed her neck exactly above her pulse point. With kisses and then licks, and then his teeth coming into foreplay, biting as softly as possible but hard enough to leave a mark that wouldn't be gone for days. This was one thing he wanted to do before anything else, he wanted to mark her as his. And what better than a love bite.
When he heard Twinkle whimper in pleasure but with a subtle hint of pain, he soothed the area by slowly brushing his lips against it.
Kunj gently placed his palm on his wife's cheek, catching her eyes with his, "I love you..."
He could clearly see the look of happiness reflecting in her eyes, but what surprised him was the equal amount of lust it displayed, though he was sure that his eyes reflected the same if not more.
Before he could utter another word, Twinkle had shut him up in the most delightful way -- with the sweet and passionate embrace of their lips, before it turned into a fierce one. What baffled Kunj was when his 'Sherni' had successfully pushed him off of her and turned the tables around with her in the dominance. He wouldn't lie, he loved this wild cat side of her.
Kunj knew that Twinkle could feel just how much he enjoyed her being on top, if his hard on was any indication at all. And by the little smirk on her lips he knew that she loved having the upper hand. But not for long, Kunj thought before claiming his position on top again.
"Aahhh... Kunj..." Twinkle whined, making Kunj laugh. He liked how even in such hot situations, she was able to further lift the mood with her cute childish antics.
"How hua meri Siyaapa Queen?", he taunted clearly knowing what the reason was.
"Jyada bano mat... Tumhe pata hai kya hua hai..", Twinkle huffed, a cute pout playing on her lips.
"Mujhe sach mein nahi pata..." Kunj answered, still playing dumb, to be honest, he just wanted to hear her say she wanted to be in charge. That was something he'd love to hear his wife tell him.
"Ufff... TUM bohut bure ho Kunj Sarna... Anyways, agar tum suna chahte ho toh suno... I want to be on top...", and no sooner did Twinkle make a wish, Kunj granted her just that, immediately rolling over on the bed.
"Ab kya karne ka irada hai Mrs.Twinkle Kunj Sarna?" Kunj teased, loving the way Twinkle's cheek turned red, but immediately reigning the air of authority.
"Ab? Ab tum wahi karoge jo mein bolungi...", she answered.
"Vo toh mein hamesha hi karta hu...", he had had enough of the foreplay, and not wanting to stay apart further, and not even letting Twinkle answer back, he kissed her again. He was quite truthfully addicted to her lips.
Though wanting to continue even further and mark her as his in all the ways possible, Kunj knew he couldn't and wouldn't do that just yet. Twinkle deserved better than this. She deserved to be pampered and later on being lavished.
Thinking that, he let her lips go. "Kya hua?", Twinkle questioned, thoroughly confused.
"Kuch nahi meri jaan, bas agar hum isse aage bad gaye toh mein ruk(stop) nahi sakta...", he truthfully answered, lifting his hand and grazing her cheek with the back of his palm.
"Toh meine kab kaha tumhe stop karne ke liye?", she questioned, Kunj didn't know wether Twinkle intentionally added the husky voice or not but it had the desired effect. Kunj couldn't help but groan at that. That simply meant that Twinkle was ready to take that step in their marriage with him.
And the amount of ease she oozed, did nothing but further his arousal and need to make her his. But he just couldn't, not like this atleast.
Kunj always regarded Twinkle with high respect and love, he always made sure his wife received the best. Be it as simple as first date, it just had to be special, and the thing he was doing now was anything but.
She deserved her favourite flowers, imported chocolates, vanilla scented candles and her favourite strawberry and lichee mixed drink.
Against his bodies wishes, he carefully picked Twinkle up and sat her beside him.
"Ab kya hua?" Twinkle begrudgingly asked, not liking being apart from her husband one bit.
"Kuch nahi... Bas hum nahi kar sakte..." Kunj answered, purposely avoiding saying 'the' word.
Though Twinkle wanted to protest, she played along, wanting to tease Kunj who had suddenly become shy. "Hum kya nahi kar sakte Kunj, bolo na?"
The question had an instant reaction. It did make Kunj blush a little, and also made him avoid Twinkle'e eyes, which was the most adorable thing.
"Awww... Kunj tum kitne cute ho... Hayye... Mera husband kitna shy hai...", Twinkle said herself, not receiving an answer from Kunj to her previously asked question.
"Oh please... Aisi koi baat nahi hai... Mein koi shy banda nahi hu...", having his ego bruised, made Kunj retort immediately in self-defence.
"Toh bolo na... Hum kya nahi kar sakte?", Twinkle raised an eyebrow, clearly challenging Kunj.
"Yeh sab chod... Aaj raat party hai... And a surprise for you...", Kunj dodged the question.
"Aur ek surprise... Vo kyu?", Twinkle got up from the bed, giving a hand to Kunj, implying him to get up as well.
Playing along, Kunj stood up before his wife, "Kyu? Meine apni wife ko ek aur gift nahi de sakta?"
Kunj encircled his arms around Twinkle's waist pulling her even closer, but she however had different thought in mind. Twinkle started unbuttoning Kunj's shirt, and the fact was not unknown to him.
"Yeh tu kya kar rahi hai?", Kunj caught hold of Twinkle's hand before she could shrug his shirt off his shoulders leaving him bare.
"Tumhe dikh nahi raha ke Mein kya kar rahi hu? Obviously tumhari shirt utaar rahi hu...", Twinkle had a look on her face which clearly meant 'are-you-dumb'.
"Twinkle mujhe pata hai ki tu meri shirt utaar rahi hai... Par kyu?", Kunj sighed, it was turning difficult to keep his hands off of Twinkle when his wife herself was making it impossible to resist her.
"Arey kyu matlab? Tumhe shirt change nahi karna? Kya office ke kapdo mein hi so jaoge?", Twinkle huffed, though internally she loved teasing Kunj.
"Ok... Par shirt Tak hi thik hai... Pant mein khud hi change kar lunga...", Kunj joked, but froze immediately when he sensed Twinkle's hands trying to open the fly of his belt.
"Twinkle yeh tu kya kar rahi hai?" Kunj stuttered, not really knowing how to react.
"Tension mat lo Kunj... Mein tumhari izzat par hath nahi daalungi..." Twinkle said with a laugh, loving the way Kunj was reacting to her touch.
"Isse pehle tu kuch aur karne ki koshish karegi, mein change karke aata hu...", Kunj literally ran towards the wash room, flabbergasted, leaving a merry Twinkle behind.
After about 10 minutes, Kunj had the guts to come out of his room, so he could face Twinkle, but the sight displayed before him, had his mouth hung open. There stood Twinkle, waiting for him. But what made his heart beat faster the shirt she wore. No, not the shirt but 'only' the shirt she wore.
Twinkle had the gift of giving him mini heart attacks and this was one of those moments when she left him speechless.
Twinkle looked absolutely down right sexy in just his shirt, which was a little too long for her, coming up to just her mid thighs leaving the rest of her legs for his eyes to feast on.
It was obvious that he loved seeing her like this, his male anatomy coming to life. A man absolutely loved it when his woman wore something of his. And Kunj was definitely one of those men.
"Kaisi lag rahi hu mein?" Twinkle broke the silence.
Kunj slowly started walking towards Twinkle, which made her involuntarily walk backwards. Finally he had her pinned against a wall, both their hearts racing at the close and intimate proximity.
"Bohut hi jyada hot...", Kunj whispered, settling a strand of Twinkle's hair behind her ear that was constantly waving against her cheek.
Before she could answer, Kunj bent down lifting Twinkle in his arms and walked towards their bed, laying her down against the soft fluffy mattress.
He quietly laid down beside her, covering them both with the duvet and staring right into her eyes, before hugging her to his chest.
They both stayed silent until Twinkle wished him night. "Good night Twinkle...", Kunj wished her back, kissing her forehead softly before settling into blissful sleep, dreaming about his lovely wife and the twists that would come tomorrow.
As long as Twinkle was with him, he could accomplish anything. Their love could and would withstand anything and everything. They would take one day at a time as and when it came.
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I hope you liked it guys. Read and Lemme know wether you liked it or not.
Love
TJ!
Enjoy!
*****
That little unofficial kiss had played havoc with his brain. He couldn't think about anything else other than his wife's supple and soft pink lips that literally made his lips beg him to connect them already. But alas! Life would've been so easy if he could do it without any prohibition, but that wasn't the case at all.
In this case, Twinkle didn't love him, or so he thought. A lot had happened in the months following his 'kidnap'. And he thanked God that for once it was a good change and not a bad one. His life had been changing for good. Finally.
It started with Yuvi's 'Pardafaash' like his siyaapa queen referred the whole thing as, which was hilarious. Then the much awaited exit of his so-called 'Tai Saas' and finally the development in their monetary conditions.
Kunj was happy that finally his wife could live a life that had all the luxuries that she deserved. And not only his wife but also his family.
And now that everything was going well, he couldn't help but think about their marriage, albeit a sort of contract marriage. It didn't feel like that anymore. Now they were best of friends, but he wanted to be so much more than that to Twinkle. He couldn't help but ponder over the last few months of his married life, how Twinkle and he understood each other so well, that words weren't needed to express the emotions.
He absolutely loved the little things she did for him, be it getting him his favourite coffee after returning home from a long and tiring day of work or even picking up his clothes in the morning even though she didn't need to. But his absolute favourite was when every night, Twinkle took it upon herself to make him sit down by the bed and massage his head. He loved it when she just knew how to relax him by a simple fifteen minutes massage. He loved the little electric currents that passed through his body right from the tip of his hair to the nail of his toe when she lay her fingers on him, even though it was the purest of touch.
However, Kunj knew the dynamic between them had changed the day when Twinkle said that they could share a bed. Initially it was a lot awkward, but it changed as time passed by.
He also couldn't forget the day when he woke up to find his wife rolled by his side and curled upon his chest, a serene smile playing on her lips in return making him grin like an idiot. However, that moment broke when Twinkle woke up and was embarrassed to see the position they were in, blushing profusely.
When she tried to get up how ever lead to another moment of falling right back in his arms and her lips pecking the corner of his lips. Kunj swore he would never forget that in his lifetime. Especially her already big eyes even wider staring at him in shock and her mouth forming a small 'O'. Not wanting to further embarrass herself, she quickly ran off leaving an extremely happy Kunj behind.
Now, sitting in his office, waiting for his ordered present to arrive, he couldn't help but think wether his wife would like the gift or not. Though he knew that Twinkle was a kind of girl who never disrespected anyone's emotions, but keeping that aside he really wanted her to like the gift.
The occasion was not a small one, it was their first wedding anniversary. And finally, Kunj had got the guts to confess his love for his beloved Sherni of a wife.
The gift he selected was not an extremely showy ornament but a delicate one just like her. A diamond bracelet. But what couldn't meet the eyes of the one who saw it, except the one who wore it and the one who made it was the 'I Love You' etched on it. The message was etched on it at Kunj's commands.
Finally the gift was delivered allowing him to start his journey to home. A part of him wanted Twinkle to stay awake even after him informing her that he'd be late and that she should sleep.
A Million Thoughts were running through his mind, the only one that scared him out of his wits was wether Twinkle loved him back or not, and if not would they ever be able to share the same equation ever again? Chucking those thoughts aside and finally reaching his home, he retired to his room only to be scared by Twinkle, though he could tell that it was unintentional.
"Tumne dinner toh kar liya na?", she asked him, which made him happy that she truly and deeply cared for him.
"Haan meri Siyaapa queen kha liya meine, tune kha liya na?", he inquired as well to which he got a nod of affirmation in return.
When he was about to enter the washroom to change into his night clothes, her voice stopped him, "Tumhe yaad nahi aaj kya hai?", her voice sounding a little disappointed to his ears.
He couldn't help but reply in a little sassy way, "Mujhe yaad nahi ki aaj humari wedding anniversary hai Twinkle... Aur isse pehle ki tu mujhse puchegi, tere gift mere brief case Mein hai..."
Kunj turned around and witnessed the most beautiful thing, his wife's smile as she literally skipped her way to his brief case rummaging through it to find her gift wrapped in her favourite colour's (Pink) wrapping paper.
He couldn't exactly conjure her reactions after watching her examine the gift. He just prayed to God that she liked it.
Everything changed in the next moment when she got up, "Kunj mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai..."
"Haan bol...", he replied.
"ILoveYou", she said it in a breath and so fast that he couldn't comprehend it.
"Twinkle mujhe samjh nahi aaya... Dheere se bol...", saying the thing she already knew.
But just like always, instead of answering him like normal people would, she contradicted the theory by walking towards him like a fierce warrior she was, a girl with purpose.
She strode towards him, grabbing the collar of his flannel, pulling him down to level their heights. To say his heart was beating twice the regular rate would be an understatement. The closeness playing havoc with his senses as he tried to analyse her next move.
But all thoughts flew out of his mind the second her lips collided with his, his eyes momentarily widened in shock at his wife's impulsive decision of kissing him, but not wanting to ponder on it further and enjoy the moment, he fluttered his eyelids shut and kissed her just as enthusiastically.
He let out a whine in protest, when Twinkle detached their lips, wanting to kiss her forever.
"I Love You Kunj...", the only thought that played across his mind was that, that Twinkle loved him just like he did.
The realisation hit him like a bucket of cold water, but in a nice way and he was sure that he never wore a smile as big as he wore when Twinkle said she loved him.
He took a moment or two to let the feeling of being loved by Twinkle set in, he wanted to savour it, before he returned his. "I Love You Too Twinkle..."
He adored the way she let out a smile that clearly said 'I'm Happy'.
Without wasting any further time, Kunj connected his lips to Twinkle's. They fit perfectly, like the jigsaw puzzle pieces. He pulled her towards him, leaving no space between them. He slowly moved forward, with their lips still fervently moving against each other.
When the back of her legs hit the bed making them halt, he slowly laid them down on the bed, leaning on his arms, not wanting to crush the beauty withering beneath him.
He slowly started moving his arm that was around her waist to bury it in her silky strands, making her moan in appreciation. Taking advantage, he slipped his tongue in her mouth, fighting the battle of dominance. With the need of oxygen forcing them to tear apart, they pulled apart and while twinkle tried to regain her breath Kunj admired his work. He loved the look she currently adorned, with her hair a little messy thanks to his handi-work, and her swollen lips after being throughly kissed by him.
He re-started his work, but this time he kissed her neck exactly above her pulse point. With kisses and then licks, and then his teeth coming into foreplay, biting as softly as possible but hard enough to leave a mark that wouldn't be gone for days. This was one thing he wanted to do before anything else, he wanted to mark her as his. And what better than a love bite.
When he heard Twinkle whimper in pleasure but with a subtle hint of pain, he soothed the area by slowly brushing his lips against it.
Kunj gently placed his palm on his wife's cheek, catching her eyes with his, "I love you..."
He could clearly see the look of happiness reflecting in her eyes, but what surprised him was the equal amount of lust it displayed, though he was sure that his eyes reflected the same if not more.
Before he could utter another word, Twinkle had shut him up in the most delightful way -- with the sweet and passionate embrace of their lips, before it turned into a fierce one. What baffled Kunj was when his 'Sherni' had successfully pushed him off of her and turned the tables around with her in the dominance. He wouldn't lie, he loved this wild cat side of her.
Kunj knew that Twinkle could feel just how much he enjoyed her being on top, if his hard on was any indication at all. And by the little smirk on her lips he knew that she loved having the upper hand. But not for long, Kunj thought before claiming his position on top again.
"Aahhh... Kunj..." Twinkle whined, making Kunj laugh. He liked how even in such hot situations, she was able to further lift the mood with her cute childish antics.
"How hua meri Siyaapa Queen?", he taunted clearly knowing what the reason was.
"Jyada bano mat... Tumhe pata hai kya hua hai..", Twinkle huffed, a cute pout playing on her lips.
"Mujhe sach mein nahi pata..." Kunj answered, still playing dumb, to be honest, he just wanted to hear her say she wanted to be in charge. That was something he'd love to hear his wife tell him.
"Ufff... TUM bohut bure ho Kunj Sarna... Anyways, agar tum suna chahte ho toh suno... I want to be on top...", and no sooner did Twinkle make a wish, Kunj granted her just that, immediately rolling over on the bed.
"Ab kya karne ka irada hai Mrs.Twinkle Kunj Sarna?" Kunj teased, loving the way Twinkle's cheek turned red, but immediately reigning the air of authority.
"Ab? Ab tum wahi karoge jo mein bolungi...", she answered.
"Vo toh mein hamesha hi karta hu...", he had had enough of the foreplay, and not wanting to stay apart further, and not even letting Twinkle answer back, he kissed her again. He was quite truthfully addicted to her lips.
Though wanting to continue even further and mark her as his in all the ways possible, Kunj knew he couldn't and wouldn't do that just yet. Twinkle deserved better than this. She deserved to be pampered and later on being lavished.
Thinking that, he let her lips go. "Kya hua?", Twinkle questioned, thoroughly confused.
"Kuch nahi meri jaan, bas agar hum isse aage bad gaye toh mein ruk(stop) nahi sakta...", he truthfully answered, lifting his hand and grazing her cheek with the back of his palm.
"Toh meine kab kaha tumhe stop karne ke liye?", she questioned, Kunj didn't know wether Twinkle intentionally added the husky voice or not but it had the desired effect. Kunj couldn't help but groan at that. That simply meant that Twinkle was ready to take that step in their marriage with him.
And the amount of ease she oozed, did nothing but further his arousal and need to make her his. But he just couldn't, not like this atleast.
Kunj always regarded Twinkle with high respect and love, he always made sure his wife received the best. Be it as simple as first date, it just had to be special, and the thing he was doing now was anything but.
She deserved her favourite flowers, imported chocolates, vanilla scented candles and her favourite strawberry and lichee mixed drink.
Against his bodies wishes, he carefully picked Twinkle up and sat her beside him.
"Ab kya hua?" Twinkle begrudgingly asked, not liking being apart from her husband one bit.
"Kuch nahi... Bas hum nahi kar sakte..." Kunj answered, purposely avoiding saying 'the' word.
Though Twinkle wanted to protest, she played along, wanting to tease Kunj who had suddenly become shy. "Hum kya nahi kar sakte Kunj, bolo na?"
The question had an instant reaction. It did make Kunj blush a little, and also made him avoid Twinkle'e eyes, which was the most adorable thing.
"Awww... Kunj tum kitne cute ho... Hayye... Mera husband kitna shy hai...", Twinkle said herself, not receiving an answer from Kunj to her previously asked question.
"Oh please... Aisi koi baat nahi hai... Mein koi shy banda nahi hu...", having his ego bruised, made Kunj retort immediately in self-defence.
"Toh bolo na... Hum kya nahi kar sakte?", Twinkle raised an eyebrow, clearly challenging Kunj.
"Yeh sab chod... Aaj raat party hai... And a surprise for you...", Kunj dodged the question.
"Aur ek surprise... Vo kyu?", Twinkle got up from the bed, giving a hand to Kunj, implying him to get up as well.
Playing along, Kunj stood up before his wife, "Kyu? Meine apni wife ko ek aur gift nahi de sakta?"
Kunj encircled his arms around Twinkle's waist pulling her even closer, but she however had different thought in mind. Twinkle started unbuttoning Kunj's shirt, and the fact was not unknown to him.
"Yeh tu kya kar rahi hai?", Kunj caught hold of Twinkle's hand before she could shrug his shirt off his shoulders leaving him bare.
"Tumhe dikh nahi raha ke Mein kya kar rahi hu? Obviously tumhari shirt utaar rahi hu...", Twinkle had a look on her face which clearly meant 'are-you-dumb'.
"Twinkle mujhe pata hai ki tu meri shirt utaar rahi hai... Par kyu?", Kunj sighed, it was turning difficult to keep his hands off of Twinkle when his wife herself was making it impossible to resist her.
"Arey kyu matlab? Tumhe shirt change nahi karna? Kya office ke kapdo mein hi so jaoge?", Twinkle huffed, though internally she loved teasing Kunj.
"Ok... Par shirt Tak hi thik hai... Pant mein khud hi change kar lunga...", Kunj joked, but froze immediately when he sensed Twinkle's hands trying to open the fly of his belt.
"Twinkle yeh tu kya kar rahi hai?" Kunj stuttered, not really knowing how to react.
"Tension mat lo Kunj... Mein tumhari izzat par hath nahi daalungi..." Twinkle said with a laugh, loving the way Kunj was reacting to her touch.
"Isse pehle tu kuch aur karne ki koshish karegi, mein change karke aata hu...", Kunj literally ran towards the wash room, flabbergasted, leaving a merry Twinkle behind.
After about 10 minutes, Kunj had the guts to come out of his room, so he could face Twinkle, but the sight displayed before him, had his mouth hung open. There stood Twinkle, waiting for him. But what made his heart beat faster the shirt she wore. No, not the shirt but 'only' the shirt she wore.
Twinkle had the gift of giving him mini heart attacks and this was one of those moments when she left him speechless.
Twinkle looked absolutely down right sexy in just his shirt, which was a little too long for her, coming up to just her mid thighs leaving the rest of her legs for his eyes to feast on.
It was obvious that he loved seeing her like this, his male anatomy coming to life. A man absolutely loved it when his woman wore something of his. And Kunj was definitely one of those men.
"Kaisi lag rahi hu mein?" Twinkle broke the silence.
Kunj slowly started walking towards Twinkle, which made her involuntarily walk backwards. Finally he had her pinned against a wall, both their hearts racing at the close and intimate proximity.
"Bohut hi jyada hot...", Kunj whispered, settling a strand of Twinkle's hair behind her ear that was constantly waving against her cheek.
Before she could answer, Kunj bent down lifting Twinkle in his arms and walked towards their bed, laying her down against the soft fluffy mattress.
He quietly laid down beside her, covering them both with the duvet and staring right into her eyes, before hugging her to his chest.
They both stayed silent until Twinkle wished him night. "Good night Twinkle...", Kunj wished her back, kissing her forehead softly before settling into blissful sleep, dreaming about his lovely wife and the twists that would come tomorrow.
As long as Twinkle was with him, he could accomplish anything. Their love could and would withstand anything and everything. They would take one day at a time as and when it came.
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