Short ficlets of Esra and Ozan on #AşkMantıkIntikam #EsZan
A collection of short stories and one-shots based on #AşkMantıkIntikam
Chapters with an (M) in the title have more mature content.
Based on the show and fragmans, but with my own spin.
#Bu...
Argh, he was really enjoying this, Esra thought. Damn that smile though. She wanted to punch him in the gut and kiss him silly at the same time. Ah, she was such a sucker for those dimples.
"I will kill you Ozan, I swear to God," Esra muttered, angry at him, and angry at her own wayward thoughts.
Once Ozan was in the seat, she climbed gingerly into the car and sat at the very edge of his knees, her body scrunched into a ball to avoid pressing against the dashboard on one side and pressing against him on the other.
"Scoot back a little, you're going to be really uncomfortable bent over like that," Ozan said, holding her by the waist with both hands and pulling her closer to his body.
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(Her dress with the cutout at the waist)
Esra froze. His warm hand was against the cutout in her dress and now pressing against bare skin. He made no effort to remove his hands, even after he had pulled her back.
Then his thumb moved, drawing lazy patterns on her flesh, setting off little fires all over her body. His thumb wandered slowly up her torso, brushing a line along the underside of her breast. A liquid heat swirled between her legs.
She squealed.
"Is everything ok, Esra hanim?" one of the men asked from the back. "So sorry you are uncomfortable, it will just be a few more minutes."
"Mmm hmm" she mumbled, unable to find her voice.
Oran pressed his face into her back and inhaled deeply, before exhaling and spreading his warm breath over her hyper sensitive skin.
Esra's breath hitched and then whooshed out of her. She could almost feel him smiling against her body.
So he wanted to pay dirty, did he? She'd show him...
She shifted and scooted all the way back along his thighs, her curvy bottom fitting snugly into his crotch.
Then she...wiggled.
Ozan let out a strangled sound, and the driver looked over at him surprised. Ozan looked straight ahead pretending not to notice. This woman would be the death of him.
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(She looked so damn beautiful in that one shoulder dress. The bare shoulder perfect for kissing)
Esra turned her head towards the window so no one could see her triumphant smile, her shoulders twisting in the process. But it presented her bare shoulder to him, and he pressed his lips against her upper arm.
She took a quick intake of breath, hissing quietly at the heat that scorched her skin at his touch.
She wiggled again, pressing against his growing hardness.
His lips blazed a trail up her arm to her shoulder and then to her ear. "Esra! Stop!" he whispered.
She turned her head slightly, so that his lips grazed her soft cheek. "You first," she whispered back saucily.
She was enjoying this way too much. After all these years, it still thrilled her that she could affect him so deeply, so immediately. The fact that he now affected her just as much was the part she was choosing to ignore.
He let out a deep sigh, holding her by the hips and moving her forward a bit. He needed the relief, he was completely turned on, and beyond uncomfortable at this point. The minx, she knew the power she had over him.
"Fine." he said in resignation, accepting defeat, and moving his hands so they were no longer against her bare skin.
"Fine." she retorted, a hint of a smile in her voice.
His hand moved across her body till he found her hand resting in her lap, and he linked his fingers through hers, slowly at first, hesitantly, waiting for her to resist.
But she didn't. She closed her fingers around his, realizing she wanted this touch as much as him. She turned to look at him, her eyes softening at the love and adoration she saw in his face. She turned back around quickly, her own eyes welling up. She leaned her shoulders back and and allowed herself to relax against his body, her head fitting under his chin, her bottom still a respectable distance from his crotch.
He wrapped his free arm snuggly around her waist, rested his chin on her head, and sighed contently.
Notes (2021-11-17)
I was reading The Love Hypothesis after seeing it on my twitter TL from a couple of folks who enjoyed it. There was a scene where the girl was forced to sit on the guy's lap for reasons out of their control and I immediately thought how perfect that would be for EsZan. So just wanted to write up something quick and cute and flirty for them. Hope you enjoyed it, and read the book if you can. It's a nice easy read.
