A strange relationship- Updated PART 6* 14 March* PAGE 19 - Page 9

Originally posted by: shravani_2311

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I absolutely love the story. They do share an explosive chemistry! Continue soon..

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A/N: Second last chapter. Most likely.😳 Not proofread.

Disclaimer: This part has a little mature content. Read it only if 15 above.

Part 5

The Khurana family left after dinner and Ishita refused to entertain their son Abhimanyu, making it clear she wasn't interested and later went to her room, locked the door and snuggled into her blanket.

Ishita lay in her bed thinking about everything that took place the whole day. She was very surprised to notice that Subbu did not occupy her thoughts at all, her thoughts only had place for that extremely sexy man who had kissed her and how! She blushed, recalling each and every detail of Raman and his kisses. But then suddenly the thought about her future with him struck her. She knew how he was, knew he never dated seriously, never got involved with any girl for more than a month probably. She had heard Mihir make fun of his ways with girls and also noted how easily it came to him to not commit. Her mood instantly worsened. I am not looking for a committed relationship, not that such relationships are any better" she reminded herself. She did not like the fact that just after a few kisses she wanted Raman Bhalla all for herself. She did not want him to take her like he took other girls in his life. Tough luck Ishita. He is not going to change his ways for you. Either you accept that or you don't get involved at all' she told herself. Unable to decide what to do exactly. She tossed and turned some hundred times, scrolled through her facebook and instagram some 200 times and still couldn't sleep. Bloody hell. I don't like this feeling of uncertainty that comes with being involved with him' she thought. As much as Ishita would like to think otherwise, she was a control freak inside. She needed to know everything and control everything in her life. No, she did not believe in controlling people, just her own life and decisions. She was never this confused. Why Ishita? WHY did you have to reciprocate his kiss? However amazing it felt, you should have avoided it. This is so not fair' she muttered under her breath. Her phone beeped suddenly and as she saw the name, her heart skipped a beat.

Raman: Hi.

Ishita: Hi.

Raman: What were you doing?

Ishita: Nothing just lying down and existing

Raman: *laughing emoticon*

Ishita: You?

Raman: Evading mom.

Ishita: *laughing emoticon* what did you do?

Raman: Mom wants me to get married and is after my life

Ishita: So get married

Raman: I might

Ishita: To whom? (Ishita's heart dropped down her belly. SEE? I told you, you liked him since the beginning. You can't even stand the thought of him with another girl' her mind prompted her and she quickly suppressed that voice in her head)

Raman: A girl.

Ishita: Funny. I am surprised that girl said yes to you (please no..Please tell me you are kidding, she hoped)

Raman: Why? What is wrong with me?

Ishita: Everything. You are the kind of boy every mother asks her daughter to stay away from. *winking emoticon*

Raman: I told my mother the same thing. She doesn't buy it *laughing emoticon*

Raman: What are you going to do about getting attracted to this boy?

Ishita: I don't know

Raman: When are you coming to the party tomorrow? Want me to pick you up?

Ishita: No, I will manage, thanks J

Raman: Alright. Good night. See you tomorrow.

Ishita: Goodnight.

Ishita walked into the farm where her Firm was throwing holi party. There was a huge ground and a big dominating pool in the middle of the ground, the area surrounded by well trimmed bushes. There were 100s of things to eat and some 50 coloured colours lying about. Mr. Anand knew how to throw a party! There were a lot of people including important dignitaries and clients of the firm.

She was not coloured yet. Only her mother and appa had put small tikka on her forehead as they blessed her. All was well in the Iyer family again. She walked inside, looking for Raman and then suddenly out of nowhere Mihika jumped in front of her and coloured her yellow. "HOLI HAI! Happy Holi Ishu" she yelled and hugged her at once. Ishita grinned at her. Oh how she missed her best friend. She took two handfuls of pink gulaal and smothered Mihika's face. "Happy Holi to you too" Ishita said cheerily. Mihika had come to their party as Mihir's plus one but she was a little scared now that Mihika might come to know everything about her and Raman. Not that she wanted to hide it from her, she just wasn't ready to tell anyone about them. All her colleagues came and put colour on her, Abhishek was a little gone as he had had a little too much bhang and kept repeating how pretty Ishita looked. Everyone laughed and took his case. But yes, Ishita did look really pretty, her hair braided into a French plait, she was dressed in a snow white chikan (lucknowi) kurta and churidaar and wore silver jhumkas with a small hanging pearl. Her kurta's neck ended right where it should. It was not too deep, but deep. Raman saw her standing with her friends, laughing, chatting and playing. How he wanted to snatch her away and colour her everywhere, himself.

Ishita could feel someone staring at her and just as she turned her head to a little right she was Raman directly staring at her. Her heart somersaulted inside her chest. He was wearing a white kurta and blue jeans and was wearing his set of aviators. He looked delicious enough to eat. His cheeks were coloured green, that's all.

She excused herself from her group and walked up to him. Happy holi", she said meekly, suddenly feeling too shy. "Is that how you wish people Holi?" he asked, smiling his signature crooked smile, making her heart beat faster. "Um..the colours are kept there" She pointed to where Mihir was standing with Mihika and other colleagues of theirs. "No, we are not going there." Raman said firmly, knowing well enough that if he would let her go, she won't be able to spend time with him for a long time; he knew Mihir and Mihika all too well. He grasped her hand, surprising her and pulled her to a secluded area, noticing an extra table was kept there with colours he dipped his hand in the green gulaal and was just about to touch her cheeks when he stopped. "What happened?" Ishita asked, confused as to why he stopped. "You are already coloured" he grumbled. "You can colour me again" she told him with a smile. "No." He said, grumpily. He was adorable like this, Ishita thought. Such a kid. She smiled at him and took hold of the end of her dupatta and wiped off the gulaal from her face and forehead, "There! Now you can colour me" she said. Raman was looking at her intently. Suddenly his hand crept inside her Kurta and Ishita jumped "Raman! What are you doing? Not here, people can see us" She whispered fiercely.

Raman pulled her behind a huge pillar and stood just centimetres away from her, his hand creeping up her naked waist and stomach, inching higher. Ishita's breathing became shallow. She just stood there, letting him do what he wanted. "You are not coloured here." He said, touching her navel, inching above, colouring her ribs, going higher still, colouring her naked torso green. "And here" he whispered in her right ear as his left hand kept making its way inside her kurta. Ishita's throat had turned dry. Oh Murugan. She thought. "I love green but I also like blue" She told him boldly, hoping he couldn't see her vulnerability in her eyes, but Raman saw it, sensed it and it humbled him. He tenderly took out his hand and dipped his hand in blue colour and slowly coloured her cheeks. Ishita's hands trembled as she clutched at his shoulders, holding him for support. Raman's left hand snaked around her waist and pulled her closer to him; the only thing between them was their flimsy cotton kurtas.

Raman next dipped his thumb in red gulaal and coloured just the underside of her lower lip. Ishita shuddered. She went on her tip toes and snaked her arms around his neck and kissed him. He sighed in her mouth, their tongues fighting the battle of passion and domination. He bit her lower lip to make her open her mouth further and soothed that area with his tongue. Ishita broke the kiss and started kissing his neck, making him groan in response to her onslaught. She nipped him at the base of his throat and Raman pulled her head again for another soul scorching kiss, his hands roaming everywhere, feeling her naked torso and his left hand cupped her right breast. They were perfect and fit right in his hands. He lowered the brassiere and felt her peaks with his thumb and Ishita buckled in his arms. He supported all her weight with the other arm and continued kissing her, touching her, Ishita's hands now moved over his back, demanding to be held and kissed and touched just the way he was doing it.

He further pushed her into the pillar, making her feel his arousal and instead of feeling shy; she pushed herself into him, making him break their kiss. Both of them panted. Out of breath, out of their minds.

"No. Not here, not like this Ishita" he said hoarsely, his voice overcome by desire. "I know, I know, I am sorry" she mumbled. "Never feel sorry for this" he said fiercely, taking her in his arms and just holding her, waiting for the heated moment to pass.

Her hands coloured his hair green and red, her fingers feeling his scalp, and his arms holding her close and his hands were on her derriere, pushing her further into him and Ishita arched further, making him bury his face in the crook of her neck. "Let's go home if you want" he mumbled into her neck, she could feel his hot breath on her collar bone and neck. Ishita's hand rested above his heart and she could feel his heart beating really fast, just like hers, in tandem. Her silence made him look up at her and he said apologetically "I did not mean to rush you and I did not mean it to come out like this, this...this is out of control and crazy Ishita." He looked upset. She softly cupped his left cheek with her right hand, "Don't be upset. I am not offended at all, I am just wondering how this possible, this insane need but I is guess you must be used to this" she said, sad and perplexed. Raman took her chin in his forefinger and thumb and made her look up at him "This is as new to me as it is to you. I have never felt this way about any other girl, this insane need and attraction and you are aware of the fact that I was attracted to you since the beginning and remember that before jumping to conclusions" he said firmly.

Ishita looked apologetic "I am sorry, its just that, I have never ever done something like this." She said, looking down at her hand which rested on his firm taut abs now. "Never done what? You have never kissed before?" Raman asked shocked out of his wits. "Umm..I have, I have kissed...just not like this..not this intense..and never touched anyone like this..um" she said slowly, her face heating up in embarrassment. Oh why did she have to tell him this!' she thought grumpily. To say Raman was shocked would be an understatement. "But..but..you were in a relationship for 5 years" he said, as if none of that made sense to him. "Uh, yes but we never..did anything else than kissing and holding hands, and we certainly never touched each other... there." She whispered. Raman looked at her with wide eyes. "Never?" he asked again. "Never below the belt or...um above the.." she stopped, feeling extremely embarrassed of her lack of knowledge in such things, maybe that's why Subbu cheated on her, she thought bitterly and she suddenly felt angry. "Is that a problem?" she demanded, looking up at him, his expression seemed lost but he wasn't looking at her, he had a faraway look in his eyes. She pulled his kurta, gaining his attention back, "Is that a problem?" she demanded again, thrusting her chin, trying to look defiant but he could see the vulnerability in her eyes. Something inside Raman Bhalla melted and something told him he would never be the same again. So much trust' he thought reverentially.

"No, that is not a problem at all. I just never realized it was so.." he trailed off. "Umm..it just came naturally-"she stopped short, realizing what she was about to say. Raman smiled a full even toothed smile, his dimples getting more pronounced. Ishita sighed. Her heart jumped to her belly and came back at its place. Never thought heart could perform so many gymnastic acts' she thought ruefully.

Ishita entered his small but clean and tidy apartment. It was an extremely well furnished, two bedroom apartment. The sofas were huge and comfortable, an earthy dark brown with no nonsense central table and a huge...HUGE LED TV that dominated the wall in front of the sofas. The drawing room led to a small dining room and then a kitched adjacent to it. She loved his apartment. It was small, yet spacious and beautifully done. "You have a beautiful apartment" she gushed. Raman smiled at her.

"Thanks. My sister did the interiors" he said as a matter of fact. He had a sister too? Why did she always think he was a single child? This again reminded her how little she knew about him. She nodded and asked the way for his washroom. He showed her his. She walked into his bedroom, and saw a huge bed in the middle, a small study by the floor to ceiling glass window and in built cupboards lining one wall. His bedside table had a picture with his mom and dad and the one on his study was with 2 beautiful girls and a boy. She suddenly felt bleak. How many girls must he have brought to his place? She shook her head and reminded herself that it didn't matter. Raman honestly told her what they had was something he had never experienced before and she trusted him. It was strange how easily she trusted him when her trust was shattered just 2 days before.

Ishita knew one thing, Raman was an honest man. Yes he was a lawyer but she knew his principles, he would perform all his duties but would never, ever personally do anything that would be less than honest. So trusting him came naturally to her.

Ishita washed herself and came out, all scrubbed clean and pink in the face, noticed Raman. So lovely, he thought. There were specks of colours on her otherwise white Kurta. She looked nothing short of gorgeous, her face framed by her soft shiny locks which escaped her French braid. Not playing much holi made it easier to get rid of the colours. Ishita noticed he had changed into a comfortable pair of tracks and a polo shirt and was lounging on the couch with a remote in his hand. He gestured her to come sit next to him.

She gingerly sat down next to him and she noticed he was scrolling through movies on the TV and suddenly she saw he had Harry Potter and she squealed. "HARRY POTTER? YOU HAVE HARRY POTTER?" Raman looked at her excited face and asked bemusedly "Why yes, I do" "I wanna watch Harry potter" She said and settled back on the couch. Raman for the first time saw this side of hers. "Don't you think we are a little old for this?"he asked, waiting for her to reply and noticed she frowned and said- "No one is ever old for Harry Potter" She said firmly. "So we have a Potter fan here." He said amused, as he played the first part of the movie.

She excitedly leaned back and folded her legs beneath her and suddenly her stomach grumbled, making Raman laugh out loud. Ishita scowled at him. "Pardon my hospitality skills. I think I have those ACT II popcorn and some noodles. You want?" he asked her, and she nodded. After 10 minutes Raman came out with a tub of popcorn and 2 steaming bowls of instant noodles. He noticed she did not notice him at all, her eyes glued to the TV. With every scene he would notice her animated expressions; he loved what he saw, every time. Ishita kept stuffing her mouth with popcorn.

When she got bored of that she took the bowl of noodles in her hand and took the first bite when she yelped! Noodles were still hot. Raman instantly took the bowl away from her hands and demanded her to drink cold water. "show me your tongue" he demanded, she could see the concern in his beautiful expressive eyes. She obediently poked her tongue out but before he could examine it she said, "please pause the movie" "Damn the movie" he bit out and forcefully opened her mouth. He could see her tongue was burnt. "Its burnt, it would take 3-4 days to heal. Have vitamin B 12 capsules" he said, looking all worried. Ishita smiled at him and said "Yes sir. Not the first time I burnt my tongue" "Whatever" he grumbled and sat back and played the movie again. He looked at the TV stonily.

Ishita shifted closer to him. He did not respond. She shifted closer. No response. She now almost sat on his lap when he gave her a look. "What? You know its not your fault I burnt my tongue" she told him cheekily. He grumbled something. "What?" She asked him, "Nothing." He said and looked at the TV again. Not understanding what came over him she snaked her right arm across his left shoulder and to the back of his neck and held onto the short hair at his nape, made him turn to her and asked "what's wrong" he sighed and looked away, then looked back at her and asked with mischief dancing in his eyes, "Will you forgive me if I kiss you while your precious harry potter is playing" Ishita instantly backed away...and before she could say no Raman grabbed her by her waist and pushed her flat on her back on the couch, straddling her, and she squealed. Laughing now, "This is not fair" she gasped out between her laugh. "Don't care" he muttered and swooped down to kiss her hungrily. She tasted of butter and herself. He moaned. God. She felt so good in his arms, like this. He thought and when they were almost done making out again, from Harry's first quidditch match, Harry was already saying bye to Hogwarts. Ishita seemed exhausted and she slowly drifted off to sleep, in the most comfortable and secure pair of arms.

Ishita woke up with a start and looked around disoriented. Raman looked up from where his face was resting, her stomach, and asked her "What happened?" Ishita looked around and half sat on her hands and looked at Raman lying on her, his left cheek lying flush on her stomach and his arm dropped carelessly over her stomach, his eyes sleepy and his voice absolutely sexy. "What's the time?" Ishita asked him in a sleep drugged voice, "Its just 6" Raman said as a matter of fact. Ishita sat up straighter and said- "I have to go now. My parents must be worried" Raman's face dropped. HE didn't want her to go. Not yet. "Let's have an early dinner and then you can go? Inform your parents that you are out?" Ishita looked at him, thoughtfully. "Please?" He asked her again.

Did Raman Bhalla just say Please'? she thought, surprised. She picked up her phone and called her mom and told her she would be late as she is at her's friends home. Ishita didn't like lying, least of all to her parents, but at least what she told her mom wasn't entirely wrong.

Raman ordered dinner and they talked and talked and talked till dinner came and even while having dinner. It was like there was so much to talk about, so much to tell. Once they were done, Raman asked "Do you really have to go?" Ishita turned and beamed at him "We will meet in office tomorrow" she said. "Office is all work and no play, it makes me dull" he said sullenly. Ishita laughed and stood on her tiptoes to put her fingers in his soft dense hair, and felt his scalp, giving him a slow massage, making him close his eyes in pleasure.

"We will meet again to play very soon" she told him, mischief dancing in her eyes. Raman's broke into a grin. "Sure" he said and kissed her some twenty times before he finally, reluctantly let her go.

As soon as Ishita left his apartment, Raman realized he wanted so much more of this. He wanted his days like this, to wake up next to her, to love her...and so much more. He sighed. Didn't know when he could tell her that he was a goner where she was concerned and that loved her, unknown of the fact that Ishita too, wanted more of him, every day.

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Originally posted by: shalz_123

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i love u for ur regular updates and amazing ones at tht... i was feeling like raman...even thou he spent the whole dsy...he wanted to spent more time... even thou u gave us a prty logn update...i still wanted more...lol...raman already acknowleding his love...waiting for ishita to catch up..

update soon... i absolutely love this...

Lovely update.. so romantic. Especially loved how he colours her green☺️

another potter fan! yay- of course you're never too old for harry potter :D

HARRY POTTER! My childhood revolved around Harry Potter, no series ever caught my attention the way this series did. I was devastated when it all ended. So glad Ishita is a fan of Harry Potter! 🤗 That was one descriptive, sensuous way of coloring each other! I was lost in the Ishra land while reading this! I am so glad they are able to talk and explore, not just explore. Ishita's insecurity is quiet natural, I mean of course after hearing so much about Raman's ways she would be insecure, and him at least attempting to take it slow with her is great, although it is a herculean task for both them. 😆 I am just imagining Mrs.Iyer as a punjabi, what that would be something! 😆 but so glad her parents let her do what she wants in this story, that way the focus is on her and Raman, and not on hiding things or being scared of her parents. It was lovely to read!