Bheege hont tere pyasa dil mera

Lage abra sa ha mujhe tan tera

Jam ke barsa de, mujh par ghatayein

Tu hi meri pyaas, tu hi mera jaam

Kabhi mere saath koi raat guzaar

Tujhe subah tak main karoon pyaar haan

  ~

As the sunrays spilled into the room, Nupur found herself captivated by the sight of her beloved Abhisar peacefully slumbered beside her.

The soft rise and fall of his chest, the way his dark lashes rested gently against his cheeks, it all filled her heart with an overwhelming sense of love and adoration.

She delicately traced her fingertips along the contours of his face, savoring the warmth of his skin beneath her touch.

The curve of his jawline, the slight dimple when he smiles, each feature a testament to his unique beauty. She marvelled at the way his lips parted ever so slightly, as if whispering something beautiful to her.

Nupur's heart swelled with gratitude and love for the man lying beside her, for the love she had started feeling for him. For the love that she felt whenever he took her in his arms.

She recalled the way his eyes lighted up when he's passionate about something, and the way he slept in her arms like a small child last night.

Lost in her thoughts, Nupur leaned in closer, her breath mingling with his as she pressed a gentle kiss upon his forehead.

She whispered in his ear, knowing that even in his slumber, he can feel the depth of her affection,

"Aap bure nahi hai, Abhisar. Aap ache hai, bas chupa rakha hai aapne kahi apne iss kathor Dil ke andar."

"Aur hum aapko kabhi bura banne hi nahi denge, yeh jo akelapan hai aapki zindagi me, usey bhar denge hum, khushiyon se."

["You are not bad, Abhisar. You are good, just that you're hiding it somewhere deep inside your tough heart."

"And I will never let you feel lonely. I will fill this loneliness in your life with happiness."]

She silently promised to cherish and adore him, not just in his sleep, but every waking moment of their lives together.

She closed her eyes again, feeling the warmth that they both were sharing.

Nothing sexual, pure affection.

After few minutes, she felt him moving in her arms.

She caressed his back and he opened his eyes slowly. His eyes fell on her. Their eyes locked.

He moved a little up, only to take her in his arms now. He placed a gentle kiss on her temple and muttered,

"Uth gayi aap?".

She nodded.

After a minute of silence, she saw his adam's apple moving, and her hand moved to cup his cheek,

"Gussa nahi hai hum, sach muchh."

["I'm not angry, really."]

He nodded and pecked her head.

She asked in a low, lazy voice,

"Neend poori hui?".

His fingers trailed to her face, tucking her hair strands behind her ear and he muttered softly,

"Aapke aane se pehle toh hum sote hi nahi the.. aapki baahon me hi neend aata hai hume."

["Before you came, I couldn't sleep at all... I only find sleep in your arms."]

She thought that he was just impressing her with cheesy lines, so she bet him lightly with her elbow and laughed,

"Jhuthe."

He simply replied, "Jhuthe hi sahi."

Her face turned serious,

"Sach keh rahe hai aap?".

["Are you speaking the truth?"]

He nodded a bit and gulped silently,

"Nahi aati thi neend hume. Poori raat  kaam me khud ko vyasth rakh kar kaat dete the hum."

["I couldn't sleep earlier. I kept myself busy with work all night."]

She cupped his cheeks, raising her body slightly up,

"Itna dard Abhisar, kab baantne ka soch rahe hai humse aap?".

["So much pain, Abhisar, when were you thinking of sharing it with me?"]

He laughed mutely and pinched her nose, "Kabhi nahi."

She laid on his chest again, caressing her palm gently on it.

He held her wrist lightly and checked it, whether the glass pricks had healed or not. There were slight bruises on it.

He muttered to her,

"Nahane ke baad humare paas aaiyega, dawa laga denge hum."

["After bathing, come to me, I'll apply some medicine."]

She nodded and spoke slowly,

"Aap humari kalai mat pakra kijiye.. baar baar churiyan tor dete hai.. fir nayi churiyan dilaenge bhi nahi hume."

["You better stop holding my wrist... you keep breaking my bangles... and then won't even get me new ones."]

He laughed and raised her face by her chin up to look into her eyes,

"Churiyan chahiye aapko? Nayi?".

["Do you want bangles? New ones?"]

She shook her head.

He pulled her up and whispered in her ear,

"Kangan laaye the aapke liye. Aapka taufa.. muh-dikhai ka."

["I brought bangles for you. Your gift... for the 'muh-dikhai'."]

She turned her face and looked into his eyes.

He nodded his head and spoke,

"Hume thodi hi pata tha ki kangan Dene se pehle aapki churiyan Tod kar nuksaan kar denge aapka."

["I didn't knew at all that even before giving bangles, I would break your bangles and harm you."]

She laughed and slapped his chest lightly.

He pulled her more close and held the nape of her neck from back.

Slowly, he placed his lips over hers. She closed her eyes feeling the touch of his lips. He grabbed her waist with other hand tightly. He moved his lips, to suck her lips. Slowly, gently.

She enjoyed the movement of his lips and after few seconds of him sucking her, she started following his moves. She sucked his bottom lip.

Holding his arms tightly, she bit it again. She bit it roughly, very roughly and knowingly. He groaned in her mouth and cupped her neck more tightly.

She bit him again and pulled his lip by her teeth as the blood came out of it.

She opened her eyes to look at his lips and then moved it to look into his eyes. He brushed his lips on her cheek and whispered in her ear,

"Hume tum chahiye."

["I want you."]

She whispered back,

"Hum toh kab se aapke hona chah rahe."

["I've been wanting you to be mine for a long time."]

He shook his head and spoke,

"Itni jaldi nahi denge tumhe hum khudko, filhal ke liye bas tumhe dobara jannat le Jana chahte hai.",

["I won't give you myself so easily, for now, I just want to take you back to heaven once again."]

She shook her head,

"Fir rehne dijiye. Aap tarpenge aur hum maja le, hume acha nahi lagta."

["Then leave it. You'll suffer and I'll enjoy, I don't like it."]

He bit her earlobe and replied,

"Humne kisi ko kabhi yeh haq nahi Diya. Aaj tumhe de rahe hai, Nupur, chhuo na Hume."

["I've never given this right to anyone before. Today, I'm giving it to you, Nupur, touch me."]

She gulped. She cupped his cheeks and asked,

"Sach?".

He nodded.

She moved her hand towards his hem of lowers. Untying it slowly, she slipped it down. She untied the knot of his inner garment and slipped it down to, only for his bulge to jump out.

He gulped on his saliva.

She looked into his eyes and he nodded through his eyes.

She slowly moved her fingers, to touch his tip and he groaned a moan into her ear.

With her index finger and thumb, she slided his soft foreskin down, massaging it gently and his hold on her waist tightened.

She traced his glans with her thumb and asked him in a low voice,

"Kaisa lag raha aapko?".

["How does it feels to you?"]

He moaned and whispered in her ear,

"Nupur, bas tumhara haq hai hum par poori zindagi."

["Nupur, only you've right over me, our entire life."]

She gulped and wrapped her fingers around his cock, gently moving his skin up and down.

He inhaled sharply.

She moved her hands more and he trembled feeling her warmth.

He held her wrist immediately and stopped her. She looked into his eyes and he replied in a low voice,

"Let it be."

Despite of him, stopping her, she held it again and asked,

"Humara haq hai na iss par?".

["I've right open this, right?"]

He traced his thumb over her lips sensually and replied,

"Sirf tumhara."

["Only yours."]

She spoke in a demanding voice,

"Toh fir karne dijiye na Hume, hum jo bhi chahte hai."

["Then let me do whatever I want."]

He moved his lips to place on hers, for just once and then pulled back.

He muttered against her lips,

"Humari jaan bhi Lena chahengi toh hum woh bhi de denge aapko."

["Even if you want to take my life, I'll give it to you."]

She held his shaft, moving her hand against it. It shivered him.

His hand moved towards her ass cheeks, he held her ass tightly, and pulled her upon himself.

She landed over his cock. Hard cock.

He pulled her saree up to her thighs. She was wearing her garment. He spoke in a low voice,

"Ab Karo Jo bhi karna hai tumhe, bas andar mat lena, hn?"

["Do whatever you want now, just don't take it inside your core, okay?"]

She nodded.

Placing her palm over his chest, she arched her body slightly up. He held her shoulder supporting her.

She undid her garment and kept it aside.

Her core was naked, his shaft too.

She bent down, he held her body tightly, hugging her.

His shaft brushed against her naked core and she moaned.

Raising her body slightly up again, she placed her core perfectly, over his shaft.

He groaned, she was wet.

She started grinding herself against him and they moaned together, loudly.

She kept on rubbing her core over his cock, and he whispered while moaning,

"Aanh Nupur. Jaan le logi humari tum."

She moaned back,

"Aanhh ... Abhisar."

His hand moved to her fluffy ass cheek as he squeezed it and spanked it roughly.

Holding her ass, he started moving her fastly over his shaft.

She moaned in his ear, "Dheere... Dheere jaan."

He smirked sensually and muttered against her ear,

"Hume acha laga jaan kar.. ki humari biwi ko .. gandi baatein pasand hai, hn?", he spanked her ass again.

She bit her lower lip, looked into his eyes sensually and muttered against his lips while grinding herself against his hardness,

"Sirf aapke liye."

He spanked her again, tightly,

"Aur kisi ke liye pasand bhi hua toh Jaan le lenge hum tumhari."

["And if you like it for anyone else, I'll take your life."]

She moaned loudly, rolling her eyes back.

And suddenly his cock slipped slightly inside her hole and she moaned loudly, digging her nails into his arms,

"Annnhhh Abhisar.. Abhi...Abhisar."

He realised what happened and pulled out immediately moving his hands there.

He cupped her cheek and muttered,

"Shh. Nupur."

A lone tear dropped down from the corner of her eyes and he placed her back on the bed. Hovering over her, he asked seriously,

"Nupur, dard hua bachha? Humne jaan kar nahi kiya ... Wo khud —"

["Nupur, did it hurt baccha? Did it hurt too much? I didn't do it on purpose. It slipped —]

She placed her palm over his lips and shook her head,

"Kitni parwah karte hai humari, kabhi apna bhi banaege hume?".

["How much do you care about me? Will you ever make me yours?"]

~

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