The narration starts from initial days after Deva's marriage.
Long chapter ahead.. I would feel better if I get considerate votes and comments.
~~~~~~~~~~Sandhya~~~~~~~~~~
Days passed beautifully for us. In this one and half month of our marriage period, I got to know a lot about Deva. We spent our time together happily and more happy at night. You know what I meant.
Deva is very calm and composed person. So far I have not seen him get slightest anger on anything or on anyone. He is very responsible one as well. Always answering anyone with smile on his face, even if some one's words seem to criticize him.
How he has got this much of patience? I seriously don't know. I usually get angry quickly. Being with him, sometimes I feel like I am getting angry unnecessarily on silly things.
To the present, I am sitting in the living room folding the clothes, while Aunt is grating the coconut for the dinner. We were having casual talks when Deva entered the house.
I went to make coffee for all of us. We all are coffee lovers. So even if it is another round, we would not bother. Hence I prepared it for myself and Aunt as well.
Its been 10 minutes. I came with coffee and gave one to Aunt and took one. We almost drank half cup of coffee when I heard Deva call.
"sandhya.. coffee"
"Hey Deva.. its already ready. take this" I handed him one. He held the cup and gave it back to me.
"no.. I don't want this one. Bring me a fresh one"
"why ?"
"its not hot"
"hey Deva.. just now I boiled the milk and prepared it. Its been just 2 minutes since I made it. It is still hot, check it by yourself"
"No.. Go bring another one. This hot is not enough for me. And need it more thick" he said and went inside our room.
I groaned in irritation at him. At times, Deva is like this. He is very particular and specific about certain things. Very choosy in food and have specific preferences. He likes to drink coffee. Only filter coffee not the instant one. That too 1st decotion only. And the coffee has to be super hot. Simmering hot, piping hot.. add how many adjectives you want.
"Why is he like this maa? " I asked Aunt.
"he is like that from childhood. Very specific about certain things. Until he gets what he wants he would not settle. But a very calm guy with lot of patience"
"I agree that he has lot of patience. but seriously how? how can he be like that without getting angry at all on anything?"
"that is his nature. But he is very sensitive person at heart which he does not show it out. And if he ever gets angry it will be very difficult to convince him. He is like saadhu miranda kaadu kolladhu"
(when a sage gets angry the forest will be set on fire)
Preparing the coffee, I went to our room and gave it to him. He was looking at his laptop sitting near the study table, browsing Naukri and Linkedin. He is in search of jobs and was attending interviews, but nothing clicked so far.
"how was the interview today?"
"hmm. ok. I don't think I would get cleared of this round. Let's see. I have another one this weekend."
"its ok.. you will crack the interview soon" I assured him
"ya.. soon" he replied with smile.
"ok.. let me go help maa in the Kitchen" I said and pecked his lips. When I turned to leave, he caught hold of me by waist from my behind and made me sit on his lap. Clutching my neck, he kissed me deep on my lips.
I know he would not have his hands off me when we are inside our room. Hence I locked the door from inside the moment I came with coffee.
Running my fingers in his deep black curls, I too equally participated passionately in the kiss. Finally he let go of me, when I bet him on his arms, as he was about to bruise my lips.
"so bad you are" I mouthed rubbing my lips.
"only for you babe" he winked at me giving a spank.
"Devaa..." I wanted to shout but it came as a moan.
"enough.. lets stop here. Don't make me go to a different mood now. Lets continue at night"
I gave a shy smile and kissed him again on his cheeks and rushed. Obviously before he could catch hold of me for another kiss.
Deva outside our room and inside our room is entirely a different personality. To the outer world, he always maintains a decent distance with me. Not even a small gentle touch for that matter.
He gives tough competition to 70's kids in terms of this. Whereas inside our room, I don't even want to describe 18+ things he does. The energy and stamina he has. At first it was even hard for me to believe it is Deva to whom I married too.
He is completely different in our room. Totally romantic. Very romantic. Which I like very much. Even outside he is very romantic person, but not a fan of PDA.
He does not open the car door, bring flowers, give princess treatment bla bla bla.. like how they show in social media , movies and novels.
Deva. My Deva helps me and his mom with household chores whenever he gets time. He carefully and patiently listens to any advice his father gives, even though some of them are repetitive and not possible to follow. Never raised his voice on anything or anyone. A very responsible man he is.
I have not seen him say anything to avoid any work stating 'these chores to be done only by women'. That's why I call him a real gentleman.
Which is why I have ordered a bracelet for him. I wanted to give this on some occasion as a gift to him. But neither of our birthdays are nearing . We don't have valentines day as well now.
I missed our 1 month anniversary. Hence I decided to give it now and have ordered it. Should there always be a reason to buy a gift ? No.
Three days passed. Today Deva had an interview and then a seminar to attend for. Hence he came late. The rest of us all had dinner and we retired to our rooms. I was watching some Korean series in my mobile.
An hour later, Deva entered our room and bolted it. I was wearing his t-shirt and 3/4th. It is common and routine for me to wear his dress at night, inside our room. Outside of our room, I would wear only chudidhar.
"why do you always wear mine? If you are going to use mine, why do you want to buy so many night suits?" he queried removing his watch.
I kept my mobile and looked at him to reply. But words struck in my mouth. Today morning he left early before I could even wake up. So I did not get to see him. Only now I noticed him.
He was wearing a black pant and white full hand shirt, a black tie and an Armani watch. Uff. he looked so hot..
"What?? I am asking you" he queried while removing the watch from his hand. Which looked more sexy.
"I just like to wear it and feel comfortable with this" I replied still gawking at him. Deva turned towards the dressing table and placed the watch. He saw me looking at him, while trying to loosen his tie.
He turned to face me. sss.. the way he turned, the posture he is now standing, like his half body tilted to face me, while his hands are trying to lossen the tie, the black and white perfect fitting formals, his tall figure , that belt near the waistband of his pant... I could go on and on about his looks. Deva does not have a gym body with muscular abs, or six pack. But he has a fit body.
He is freaking hot. Look wise, Deva is the male character coming straight out of wattpad novels featuring Mafia King/Don.
Deva looked at me quirking his eyebrows playfully. His lips twitched to form a small smile
No. man ..you make me get wet with your meagre actions.
Oh Mickey, you're so fine, So fine you blow my mind..
I sang while fanning myself looking at him.
"The AC is running, still you feel hot?" He queried me trying to act oblivious. Deva not getting the flirty hints? Never. Ever. He is definitely playing around.
"You are so hot, scorching hot and this one AC is not sufficient Daddy" I replied shamelessly giving my flirty pick up lines.
Deva seemed to understand me and came forward loosening his tie even more. The moment he came near me, he took the tie off his neck and bent near me.
aaj ki raat maza husn ka aankhon se leejiye I sang
(Tonight, you enjoy my beauty with your own eyes)
He leaned near my lips to kiss me and my eyes involuntarily closed when his hand drew patterns on my legs. I was waiting to feel his lips.
Hearing the button sound of AC Remote, I opened my eyes to see him , give a smirk. He took the ac remote that was lying on the headboard behind me and decreased the temperature of AC.
"so horny and wet already?" he smirked eyeing my legs removing the pillow that I had on my lap. I blushed. Deva.. He instantly makes me feel jelly down 'there'Â with his killer looks and piercing eyes. He kept the remote on the side table and started removing his belt from his pant looking at me.
The way he removed it was super sexy and hot, triggering me insanely.
Taking the tie, he kneeled one leg on the bed and inched forward to me.
He tied the tie around my eyes as in blind folding me. He was few inches away in front of me blindfolding. I tried to touch his chest over the shirt but he caught hold of my hand.
"patience baby. I don't like bad girls you know." he said in his manly voice. His voice, his close proximity, the image of his dressing, me getting blindfolded with tie, everything aroused my desire for him.
How much ever cologne he use, his natural body scent is the best. It drives me wild and crazy. He was dangerously close to my lips right now but did not kiss me. He slowly teased my lips with his without kissing me while tying the blind fold.
I always wanted to be the DOM. But he is way more better than me and note the fact that I like it very much when he acts dominant.
This man.. Oh god. .if he gives me sweet tortures like this .. he is going to be the death of me...
I felt him moving away from me and I pulled him by his shirt collar towards me.
When I tried to take control and slam my lips, suddenly he caught hold of my both hands and pinned them above.
"Let me finish what you started. Ok?" he spoke after licking my right cheek with his tongue sensually.
I did not reply as I was engrossed in the touch of his tongue on my cheeks.
"Say yes" he demanded while pinching my nipples over the t-shirt.
"Ok Sir" I moaned. I should reply right? But I don't think I would ever be talking or replying tonight. It would always be the pleasure moans that would come from my mouth.
Yanking my t-shirt off me, he sat on the bed. I sensed him sitting with his legs on either side of mine as in straddling me. Pinning my hands above, he tied my hands with his belt.
"number?" his voice came bold and strong which turns me on more.
I picked a random number. It is the position that we would try for today out of numerous positions.
Ok this is going to be super fun.
"safe word"
"Bracelet" I tried really hard to reply him when his warm mouth started drawing patterns on my right bosom.
Curtains close.
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Author in the tone of actor Surli Rajan with slight modulation:
avalavu dhan kata mudiyum..adhuku mela kata mudiyadhu..mathavanga vena katalan. aana enga company kataadhu
(that's all we can show.. not more than that.. Others might reveal more .. but our company does not )
I hope readers understood what I am trying to say
]
Our wild fantasies started for the night as we both indulged in exploring each other's body and found satisfactory with pleasure.
We both have same thought when it comes to sexual fantasies. We are not in to BDSM or any other kinky stuffs which would cause pain. But we pick few things from them, mix and match as per our wish and play around with them.
Post our steamy session, we both slept out of tiredness. The next day early morning when I woke up, I saw him sleep peacefully hugging me.
I gently in cuter way slapped him on his cheeks mouthing "fraud.. you have child like innocent face but you are not so innocent"
May be I bet him little harsh, he woke up and saw me.
I gasped in horror, as Deva in a swift motion pushed me down and hovered over me. Next round.
After a tiring morning workout, we laid there gazing the fan. It is a public holiday today. Hence the delay and the morning session. If not Deva would not sleep late like this. He is a morning person.
Today , Krishna and Anjana, Vicky and Neeraja including us have planned to go for resort in ECR and spend time.
Me and Deva took bath and got ready by 6 '0 clock. Of course, together, to save water and time you know.
We both were getting dressed up to drive to ECR. Deva informed others that we would drive to the resort in his bike and will meet them there.
Shall I tell you a secret? We are starting early than others to spend our own private time.
A long drive to ECR , in bike with my lovable ,hot and sexy husband. uff. What else can I ask for? I feel like I am living the dream life of all the girls.
I remembered about the bracelet which I have ordered for him and adorned it on his left hand.
The bracelet had the word mentioned as 'Daddy' engraved in it.
(Daddy - in this context it is different not the Dad that we meant to call our Father)
Seeing it Deva's smile grew wider. He went and opened the cupboard and pulled out a small box. Coming near me, he took my left hand and wrapped the bracelet taken from the small box.
It was of different design but was really nice. Upon examining it deep, I saw that it has 'good girl' engraved in it.
We both laughed out at each other.
"I have bought this last week for our 1st month anniversary. But then forgot about it amidst of the work pressure and job search. Sorry" he said cupping my cheeks.
"no issues. 10 kisses as a compensation for it" I replied with full smile.
"How about 10Ã10?" he said capturing my lips for a sweet tantalizing kiss.
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How was the chapter? I avoided writing mature themes, yet wanted to showcase their intimacy. Not sure if it reached the readers as I expected.
Deva is green flag I guess. What say?
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