I am avoiding the IshGun Diwali drama. So this is purely my imagination and I am not going by the track. The only thing that is similar to the track is that it is Diwali evening. What made me write? Well I was craving for some hot IshRa romance and ended up gushing about them with my friends and our crazy guttery thoughts made me write this. Not sure how exactly has it turned out even then posting it. I don't think I will be sending PMs and also thanks for being there.
ISHRA OS: EXPLOSIVE LOVE
P.S: Not Proofread
She was the last person to walk out of the living room and she literally dragged her tired body up the stairs in to her room. She dropped herself on the couch and rested her neck with her eyes shut trying to feel the chillness on her face that blew across her face from the AC vent. The only light that lit room was the bedside lamp which suddenly turned off startling her. Off late her thoughts were clouded with too many things scaring the hell out of her. All she cared was for him. She wanted him with her round the clock. Given the chance she would even have him in front of her eyes. Leaving her thoughts aside she slowly got up in the dark trying to make her way out of the room for candles. The AC was turned on once again but the bedside lamp did not. She started calling out his name and before she could take the next step, a pair of familiar hands snaked around her waist. Every time he did that her voice hitched but today it helped her to relax. She forever wanted to stay in that position and was dragged to the couch. She couldn't find him near her and called his name "Raman.." and he was there with a diya in his hands. She admired the man she fell in love with. His sherwani's first two buttons were open exposing his fair chest. She heaved when he kneeled down and tucked the loose hair behind her ear. Her gaze lowered when he stared at her intently. Her supple cheeks turned further red when his fingers lingered on her temples gently massaging them. A tiny smile creeped up her face when she saw a diya on his hand.
"Tum jaanthi ho mein yeh diya kyun laayi hun ? Jaise iss andhere mein iss diye ne roshni layi hai teekh uss hi tara meri zindagi mein roshni tum laayi ho and he looked at her with a shy smile adorning his face this time
"I don't know how to tell you but tum meri zindagi mein kya ho, abh baithe baithe gudne dukh raha hai, can I get a hug" spoke Raman with desire written all over his face. She lunged forward in return and took him in a hug and shed a silent tear that fell on his shoulder making him chuckle.
He brought her out of his hold and gently brushed those tears with his fingers and she looked at him with a sly smile and said
"Agar batha nahi sakthe hai tho dikha sakthe ho" and bent her head down blushing.
"Chalo abh yeh baat hai tho, aage bhi bata do ki mujhe kya karna hai" said Raman winking his eyes
She gasped when his hands once again snaked around her waist and her vocal chords failed to function those few seconds. Their foreheads met as she had her head bent down trying to avoid his gaze. He tilted his head nuzzling near her neck making her wriggle only to get scooped by him in his arms. He rested her on the bed settled himself near her resting his head on his elbow admiring her face with his other hand cupping her cheeks. The diya in one corner of the room was just the perfect amount of lighting the two of them needed. He ran his hands sensually over her face and removed the little pin that held her maang tikka on her silky jet black hair and kissed her forehead and lingered there for a few seconds. He seduced her with his looks kissing her eyes and her lips shivered in return. Minutes later his hands reached her ears plugging out of the earring as his index finger doodled along the edge of her ear and gently pressed her ear lop and her eyes closed even tighter trying to take in the sensation. His hands then worked on her next ear and this time around he gently bit her ear lobe making her to moan. She hid herself in his chest and held his arms tight. He released himself from her tight hold and showered her face with kisses and pressed his lips against hers. He gently teased her lips and trailed down further kissing her chin and neck. He lifted her head and saw her biting her lower lip and her hands slowly made their way to his hair holding and running her hands through them. He dipped a little and kissed her nape a little wild as she threaded his hair trying not to shout. His beard grazed her shoulders and neck. Her hands were now tightly grasping his sherwani. He released them and kissed her every finger and moved once again towards her nape only to nuzzle. He ran his hands down her body when his hands stumped across a thin band which surprised him. He made his way along the waist chain unclipping it and ripped it out of her waist after which she was on top of him.
"Aur dikhaun mera pyaar" spoke Raman in a husky tone and she hid her face once again. He roamed his hands across her curvy back and zipped down the top making her gasp and her lips automatically pressed against his chest. She kissed the bare portion and tried removing the buttons without stumbling. Her hands shivered every time she tried unbuttoning. He was running his hands up and down her bare back and kneaded her waist. She slowly moved further up and planted a kiss on his forehead and ran her finger over his wound on his cheek. A lone tear dropped from her eyes on his wound and he kissed away the remaining and locked his lips with hers devouring them to his heart's content. He moved away from her and held her feet on his lap kissing both of them. He removed her anklets and hovered on top of her and removed a packet from the dressing table. She looked at him surprised when he removed gajra from it. He wrapped it around her head like a tiara and admired his half-dressed queen. She covered her face with both her palms shying and he was quick enough to remove them and once again took her lips in a breath taking kiss and continued unleashing his passion and expressing what she meant to him artistically the entire night.
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