She was staring into his eyes questioningly, but he ignored her gaze and in a second she felt him behind her.She felt the touch of his fingers at her shoulder, while he was clasping the pin adjoining the pallu and blouse.
"Done " he said moving away, but in a blink of moment he felt a force at his chest and he felt himself stumbling back only to hit the hard wall.Before he could understand anything, he felt her fists hitting against his chest."...so, you're resisting me..moving away from me... Is this..Is this revenge for those idiotic words that I've said to you?' her words came as gasps, incoherently, as she continued her assault with her hands on his chest.
He tried to catch her wrists, to stop her before taking in the image of her. And then he saw, tears spilling out from her eyes, her otherwise cheerful face is now looking pale and colorless,Then he did;What his instinct told him to do.He hugged her, held onto her for a minute ,before he finally let go,his hands still gripping her waist.
"What the hell are you saying? Do you really think I can resist you..moving away? revenge?..are you serious?" he was saying, looking into her tearful eyes.The bela he knew once, is feisty and strong but the bela stood before him now, as his wife is very vulnerable,vulnerable for those things related to him,related to them; All thanks to love, it can do wonders in life, and some of those wonders are excruciatingly beautiful.
"I just wanted to cooperate with you, so that you can go to your work early, That's it" he convinced her."Now, hurry up, I'll drop you today.." he said.
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They stood at the parking lot of her office. Bela turned to leave, she is missing him already, the feeling of lacking his warmth; and her feet hardly took a step.
"Bela--" she immediately tuned back, listening his very low yet very sharp voice.He covered the distance between them, en wrapped his arms around her, taking her in a hug, his hand caressing her waist giving her his warmth and assuring her."I'm listening to you, your unsaid words.you want this right?" he said before burying his face in her hair, his voice came out as a half muffle.
She moved a step back, looking into his eyes intently.The meaning of his words sinking into her slowly, and a range of emotions crossed her eyes, awe, admiration, a little joy and-- and an extreme need to express, what she felt at that exact moment for him.
She moved close to him yet again, placing her arms on his chest, bent her face nearer to his, breathing in the masculine scent of him; She placed her lips on his cheek, not caring about their surroundings, surprising him in multiple levels.
Mahir felt himself closing his eyes and relishing the moment.He felt the pressure of her lips is subtly gentle,wetting his cheek and providing an unadulterated warmth.After some never-wanting-to-be-end moments,she moved away.
Her face was suddenly beaming with an enormous amount of energy. She left waving, whispering a 'bye' and adding a 'see you in the evening'. She had no idea what she had done to mahir, who was buckled to the ground now.
If any other person at that parking lot,have been glancing at that spot, where mahir was rooted to the ground, they would have been surprised with this peculiar yet adorable sight : mahir sehgal was grinning madly, and his face colored beet root red, was he blushing or what?!..Well he just kicked a pebble on the cement floor unable to suppress the extreme joy, oozing inside of him.
And, all this is, just because, his wife kissed him on his cheek.Its not that, he never wasn't kissed by her before, in fact she kissed him some uncountable times, in those long sleepless nights, passionate and breathless. But, this cheek kiss made him more happy because,he never saw, this much of admiration in her eyes, while she is kissing him.This kiss may not be physically as intimate as, but mentally more intimate than he ever got from her.
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Much later, after a long day of some more 'listen to me', at about 10 in the night, they lay on the bed, at the either ends of the bed.The distance between them zeroed because of their entangled hands.He is reading The Fountain head for her.
She felt her eyes strained a lot after reading the first part of the book, so she asked him to read remaining for her, so he is listening to her by reading the book--That wasn't any bedtime story book neither any sweet romantic fic, If it wasn't for her and for that deal of listening to her, he wouldn't have read that book ever, and wouldn't have known about Howard Rork. After sometime, he closed the never seeming to be end book and kept it aside.
"I loved this feeling of Listening to you" mahir said, all of sudden.
"Then I want to feel this too, I'll listen to you completely, tomorrow.. " she replied excitedly, looking at the ceiling of their room.
"...Think again,before sealing the deal.I don't think I'll ask this feed me kind of small,small things" he teasingly said, taking her hand into his and kissing the back side of her palm, making her know his intentions.
"I can do anything!"
"I very well know that.Lets sleep now" mahir said grinning, before turning off the light.
"Why're we behaving like a Television couple, now?" Bela suddenly asked, turning towards him. He raised his eyebrow, looking at her amused "huh?" there is a note of little wonder in his voice though he vaguely got the meaning of her sentence.
"I mean, doing nothing!" she said making a sad face, pushing a tendril of her hair, which is blocking her view of him by falling on her eyes.
"Because,You're not sleeping properly since two days, so.. today, I want you to sleep,completely..all the night "he replied,concern evident in his tone.
"I don't want to sleep, you're listening to me today! aren't you?" she said earnestly, moving some more to him and clutching the fabric of his Tee shirt, forcing him to turn towards her. He was miffed and felt helpless as she is making it hard for him, he was left with no choice but to face her and to witness the beautiful image she is providing; her light shaded blue Night suite hugging her curves, flaunting them to him.
Nothing could be more hard for mahir, than this: being just a breath away from his beautiful wife yet doing nothing. He closed his eyes not waning to see her, which is not helping him in any ways, so opened his eyes again."Sleep Now!" he said, second time that day, but this time, that was more like a command, and his tone is determined.
Bela gave a frustrated look "But I really want to.." her remaining words died on her lips as she felt his lips against hers, his hands caressing her face, her neck, restlessly; She wrapped her hands around him. And the passion escalated, from tender to urgent, from gentle to ravishing, very quickly, making them breathless.
"--You said, you want me to sleep?" she asked in between their kiss,her tone was breathless. He broke the kiss and looked into her dazed eyes."Have you changed your mind?" she asked again, and her lips pulled into a teasing grin.
"..No, I have not changed my mind,but I want to listen to you too" he replied before clutching the hem of the fabric at the neckline of her night suite, and then unclasping the buttons, making her confused. "I'm just thinking about a quickie before your sleep" he confessed his intention completely, before catching her lips fiercely --
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