Chapter 57 — Fireflies & hut kiss
"Noor...did you like it?"
Faraan was asking about the song, which he sang for her — played guitar along.
She was listening like in an oblivion state. The pert chin resting on her knees...book was laid on her side — proving her totally forgetful about her studies. His question made her out of that slumber like state.
"Yes...very much!"
Replying this to Faraan, she got off the bed.....walking towards him slowly with her veil sweeping across the floor — she came and stood in front of him.
Faraan was again playing with the strings. Forgetting the world, he was playing an instrumental.
With his slightly bobbing head, he seemed to be enjoying. As he sensed Noor's still stance — he then signaled her through a pat on his side as offering her a seat.
But she felt like stationary there.
He started playing his favorite tune on guitar. Noor was standing still near. Her eyes continuously traveling over him then came his guitar in range — in which he seemed like lost.
His rapture demeanor towards guitar, his grip over its neck. She gulped while seeing that Spanish souvenir closer to his chest. The revolution occurred, her little heart suddenly started to carry the symptoms of envy....from that non-living thing.
She was standing.... Blank face....
Lost fairy....
"Noor sit down!"
His command then made stir in her posture. In reply, she moved a bit, snatched the guitar and slowly placed it far a side.
"Noor....you?"
He forgot to complete sentence, when she opened his arms.....and sat in his lap – slowly she rested her head on his sternum. The rightfulness was prominent in her that act, even Faraan was under process of realization...
"Are you OK? Noor!"
The beauty settled herself in her beast's nest like lap....she was snuggling like a baby bunny, like finding more of the warmth.
"Noor, sleepy?"
He whispered on her head then chastely kissed on, slowly gathered her in his arms. In reply she first lifted the rested head from his chest, and slowly garlanded her arms around his neck.
"Faraan." She quivered very near.
"Chick....what?"
He spoke after calibrating her newest attitude, while she with droopy eyes shy smiled a bit, as inviting him to kiss herself.
"Want to kiss me? ...OK, go ahead...don't shy."
He heuristically leaned back with arms spread over couch's backrest.
"Ap...woh ...umm..gana.....acha gatay hain."
The lady with the crown of innocence, spoke difficulty as her pupils gone dilated on his puckered up lips.
"Thanks....now don't waste time!"
He spoke with a glint of smile in his eyes and slowly grab her nape with his one hand.
"You sang a song or a lullaby? I'm feeling so sleepy."
She ignored the order...freed her nape with little struggle and shyly hid a yawn in his chest...
"Hmmmmh....Chalak orat!" He took a fake forlorn sigh — helplessly he mumbled.
"Please, I want to sleep na." She adjusted herself in his lap...as signaling him to carry her to the bed.
"You go to sleep, I will sit here with my dear guitar." He spoke while turning his face left towards his guitar...the love in his eyes, the blazoning glint of his passion.
She couldn't bear, so....
"What?"
Faraan got surprised, when Noor with force turned his face towards her....
"Look here!"
She spoke with a bright right... in her eyes...in her voice. Holding his face with her right hand, she was looking so unavoidable.
"Daring much"... he registered in his mind.
"Hmm... OK"
He was now looking at her with blank face... intentionally, he controlled every muscle of his face, to not to twitch....and showing himself like, this man never smiled in centuries...
"Kiya hai?"
(What)
Noor glared and spoke after several seconds passed. She was uneasy with his cold features....blank eyes....straight lips.
"Kio kiya hoa?"
(Why, now what)
Faraan shuddered a bit, enjoyed her peeved state. He asked ignorantly, as he was fully aware of what his beauty was wanting.
She lowered her head in despair, couldn't utter a word for this ...how to express, how to make him realize, that what she was feeling right then.
"Noor, kuch chahiye?....tell me."
(Do you want something)
Faraan was now on the verge of his acting skills.
"No!" She nodded.
Faraan caressed slowly her cheeks, and she found courage to inquire about his passion, the guitar.
"Why do you love it?"
She was pointing towards the mahogany colored instrument.
"Hmmm." He sighed and bit straightened, with adjusting his wife in his lap.
"You know, it lets me play with itself."
He spoke after, slowly untying her messy bun..closely looking every strand of her locks, which surrounding her innocent face, he was like admiring the silk through eyes.
"It accompanies me...happily!"
Now he was raking through her Honeyish brown silky locks. His fingers were making lazy lines on her skull, making her lids more heavy.
"And it doesn't feel shy to me......ever!"
He finally tucked a wavy strand behind her ear and slowly rubbed her pierced earlobe.
Noor inwardly lurched through the weird sensation... An anonymous feelings proliferating in her body, was quite significant.
She lifted her helpless gaze, and lost in Beast's eyes, who with his luminous eyes was searchingly gliding on her. The glow inside, was transforming Noor into a wax candle, burning yet melting.
"Cocaine! I'm an addict of this innocence."
Slowly his fingers crept on the slender column of her neck, slowly caressing there for few moments, then his thumb was tracing lazy lines against her collar bone.
"Far..aan!"
She clutched his shirt, when found him slowly pressing her shoulders. The submissiveness, overcoming all her reflexes.... Intoxication was enveloping her. Beauty was like a little yacht....she found no escape, against his ocean deep emotions.
Faraan was judging the cream rose like face of her, that was showing now hues of shyness.
"Haya e Noor!"
He reversed the name, and was calling her, so smoothly yet devoutly. Noor felt herself on erratic ride, her beautiful feminine tides were rising then falling so rhythmically, that urged Faraan to surf.
"No!"
As his hand was aiming to fondle with her, she spoke in raspier tone and was about to jump out of his lap, but Faraan at once gripped on her waist....
"Baby....I can't do anything for few days...mind it."
His meaningful whisper, clamped Noor's heart. She bit her lip and avert her gaze down to his neck.
"Well you've been sitting on me so loonng!"
As Faraan spoke, by prolonging the word long, Noor started watching his face with confusion.
"So, are you?"
He spoke a little further, and left the sentence incomplete while looking into her eyes.
"Are you? Are you what?"
Noor repeated his question, while looking back into his eyes. Her confusion grew.
"Fully packed?"
He completed the question and within seconds..... He was under attack of baby punches of his baby.
With flushed cheeks, she was punching him all over.... and he was with full grin, enjoying to be her punching bag.
After punching him, quite in abundance, Noor tried to jump out of his lap, but Faraan suddenly got up, with Noor in his arms.
"Baby, time to bed!"
He walked ahead....turned off the light, turned towards bed.....
"Here we are."
He safely deposited her in bed.
"How is your pain?"
He sat near, now asking endearingly.
"It...is...it..ahmmm ahmmm!"
Noor tried to speak but her throat all of a sudden, got hoarse, she placed her hand on throat and again cleared for few time...
"It's subsided....tablet...ahmm ahmm"
She again after few seconds cleared her throat by putting her hand on her neck...
"Meri awaz ko kia hoa hai?"
(What happened to my voice)
She helplessly mumbled aloud....Faraan smiled at the sudden change of her voice...
"It's quite sexy now!"
He was talking about her hoarse voice.
"Don't you have any other word for praise, everything is sexy....han?"
She with choked voice spoke long sentence with a complaint inside.
"Jmm actually!"
He tried to speak..but..
"Aisay thori na kehtay hai...your laughter is sexy...tumharay gaal sexy....tumharay daant bhi sexy....tumharay pao bhi sexy"
(this is not the way to praise everything by tagging sexy....like your cheeks are sexy...your teeth are sexy...your feet are sexy)
She stopped at last ......after signaling the stated parts of her body....and started looking in his eyes with an answerable look.
"Ok Haseen dosheza, ap ki morni si chaal...hirni si ankhen....koyel jesi kookti hoi awaz....faakhta si.....ummm"
(OK, beautiful lass..yours..peahen like walking..... Hind deer like eyes....Koel's cuckoo call like voice.... Dove like....ummm)
Faraan started like a tape record...but soon she realized, what's he was saying.....
"Buss.."
She put her hand on his mouth to stop him....
"Aaj kehnay do mujhay....aaj mujhay apni biwi ki jee bhar k tareef kernay do"
(Let me speak today..... Let me praise my wife generously)
Faraan spoke like an uxorious husband with readable smile on his face.
"No....buss......aik bhi insano wali bat nahi mujh mai.?? Morni, hirni...koyal.....yeh tareef hai ya national geographic channel"
(I have no similarity with humans....do I..?? peahen...hind....koel...is this praise or national geographic channel)
He was rubbing his stubble with pursed lips, while listening her cute complaint in that hoarse voice...
"I will definitely learn more words for your praise...do you like to be praised?"
He was now asking in wheedling tone, and she sudden blushed when he lifted her chin....
"Zahir hai!"
(Obviously)
She spoke in hoarse voice and closed her eyes.....because...
Faraan was going to be close... bent on her....kissed her gently on lips....trailed down to her neck...his lips, chastely touched her red mole.... he was going more deep....and with gently fondling, he kissed on her exposed skin through the neckline....
"Faraan...."
She called in same hoarse voice....
"Wow...acha laga ..phir say kaho.."
(sounds good, say it again)
He liked his name in her hoarse voice.
"Fa....mmm"
Noor obeyed him, but he blocked at once her mouth with his....just gripping on her waist, he fell on her side, nimbly pulled her on him in same position....
After few seconds...
Noor was gone breathless, laying on him, head on his chest....she was blinking like an awaken subject from hypnotism session...Breathing within an anonymous sensation...she was feeling oh so light. Even gentle lip lock of her beast left her like rag doll on his chest.
"So jao....pari"
Faraan's heavy voice.....he was slowly patting her back....With other hand, he was gathering her hair, because most of the strands were spread over his face. He was with closed eyes, peacefully reminding the callow emotions of her...how she snatched the guitar and sat in his lap like a rightful candidate.
"Hmm....yes you are." He sighed and gathered her... more in him.
Noor on his chest with droopy eyes....was lost in the fanciful combination of his faded Cologne, rugged masculinity and his natural musk.
His heartbeat on top worked as lullaby and she slowly slipped into the valley of slumber.
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Noor's POV:
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Rain was stopped...
I inhaled the freshness of damp grass. It smelled utopian.
The rain-winkled grass cast a silver sheen and the air was laden with nectar sweet smell.
The winter birds were now started freely flying in flocks...cumulus clouds filtering the evening sunshine.
The surrounding was so mood-changing. As we all came out from the dining hall of that special hut, idyllic scene took our breath away.
"It's so beautiful place"
Searching in her hand bag, something like very important...... she spoke in a reverie....her face was gleaming, and her acts were zealous...
"Yes it is...MashaAllah"
I looked around smilingly approved her statement....both the men were walking way ahead of us...she was now capturing some beautiful scenes from her phone camera.
"I will post on my Facebook wall...what's yours Facebook ID...will send you friend request..."
I saw she was wearing beautiful bottle green Sari.....along with matching scarf on her head....embellished matching handbag...altogether she was looking newlywed bride....hmm...yes she was....
"Sister... I don't have...I mean, I don't use Facebook."
I replied and left her mouth agape...just for few seconds.
"But.... Oh......kher.....it's OK"
I think she changed her mind, as may be, she was about to lecture me on my nonsocial status...
Actually, Mr. and Mrs. Raja Zeeshan performed Umrah...so they wanted to meet, and present us Umrah souvenirs. My hubby (beast) invited them here...
In this lake forest view resort... to spend whole day and dine out with us but, they accepted Hi- tea instead because, for dinner, they were invited somewhere else.
I congratulated them both....the blessed couple... they performed Umrah...MashaAllah....May Allah grant every Muslim, the opportunity to perform Umrah ..Hajj...Ameen.
We both thanked for the presents, they brought for us. Along with Zam Zam water and dates...there was a beautiful handbag and headscarf for me and t- shirt for my beast....A beautiful Turkish, prayer mat...a digital Tasbih counter and an original black agate stone for my beast's ring.
Spending two hours with Khaula, was like, time flied.... She is so chattery...jolly....her giggly talk about every topic was fun filled...
"Allah Hafiz...Noor"
She gave me first cheek hug then slowly peck on.
I wound my arms around her and wholeheartedly, bid a farewell.
"Khaula....let's move...we have to visit your Mother's too....
My hubby's Friend Raja Zeeshan, spoke to his wife...
"Raja Ji, I'm coming"
She pulled away, replied her hubby with a big smile.
"Bhabi Allah Hafiz ......and now tell me when you are coming, along with my diap.....dang....dashing friend."
Raja Bhai was asking from me but, he changed the adjective, diaper to danger...danger to dashing.....when my hubby, all of a sudden put a hand over his shoulder.
"I-w-we will.....come soon... InshaAllah!"
I answered, sought my beast's intervention.... But he didn't. He was busy in examining his phone.
"Right. We will be waiting, take care." He turned to his wife, "Khaula!!"
He called Khaula, and after nodding at her he turned towards my Beast.
As they made distance, I heard, they were laughing at some issue. I saw my Beast was quite frank with his friend.
"Know Noor?" Khaula turned her face towards me with same cheeky grin...and spoke in whisper style. "He is so desperate....in every matter, as for now he just want a baby."
I smiled..but soon my smile replaced with shyness, when she gripped my both hands, pressed a bit, and spoke.
"You have my contact no. I will be waiting to hear same good news from your side."
She was pregnant, and very excited about that.
"Will you...Noor?"
She was with hoped eyes, waiting for my answer.
"I...I...will...InshaAllah!"
I unchecked my shyness, and replied with few drops of confidence dissolving in me....and then I lifted my gaze towards my Beast.
He was spreading his arm on his friend's shoulder.... and they both were talking yet walking ahead.
She gave me final cheek hug and followed them....I waved her back when she turned and waved me. She is such a sweet girl.
"Allah Hafiz!"
I mumbled, tucked my scarf again...and stood there for few seconds more...
A Motorboat passed even quite away from the lakeshore, mesmerizing ripples born and mirror-like reflection got disturbed.....and me too...
"FSH group!"
I read the words in lower voice, written one of a boat which was anchored in lake..
This hut belonged to my husband's company. A very charismatic place..... very Irenic.
'Studies.'
I thought and went inside.
The single story, spacious hut consisted of four cozy bedrooms, sitting, dining hall..kitchen...etc.
I just entered, in the room, that we were using to stay and closed the door.
I loosened my headscarf and sat on bed. I was bit tired...I don't know may be due to my state. Searched my bag.....lazily I got up and picked out my book..
'I can't study'
I gloomily spoke in my mind, adjusted the pillow and leaned back at the bed crown. Halfheartedly, I opened the book and searched dogeared page which Rudaba did for me as mark to study must....
Words were dancing in front of my eyes....single word... Let alone a sentence, not even a single word was making sense to my mind....
"YaAllah...kahi mai fail na hojaon?'
I spoke to myself...my mind was picturizing different scenes of my failure poses....kind of haunting....
'Beast kia zaroorat thee shadi ki...kahi bhagi jarahi thi mai...araam say papers to dene daytay.'
I was nearly on the verge of crying....
'Zaroorat thi Noor.'
My heart protested....
'You shut up....because of you she ain't able to memorize...'
My Brain was scolding my heart....
'OK...you are so sharp na.....then help her out....carry on.'
My heart laughed...
"Tsk ...tsk....you are PhD in distracting her...and earned a title of her Innocent heart...hunh"
My brain was mocking ..
"Yes...I'm innocent"
Heart was teasing now.
"Ohh...of course not....you are insane"
Brain was now on warming...
"Yes I'm insane.... Dil.... to....pagal hai"
Heart was crooning...
Uff ...buss I intervened, mediated...and snapped away both.
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"Trouts...... Yay!"
I heard Suhana's voice...she was yelling with joy.....
"Ohh, she arrives!"
I thought.
[At breakfast table, my beast invited her at here too, that if she wants to enjoy Boating and Fishing... She can visit along with decent friends... He pressurized on decent....
'Baby... they are decent.....just like me.'
She replied with mischievous smile.....and winked at me.
I smiled back while buttering a toast for my beast...because he likes it when I do it for him...
But......soon I put buttered slice in his plate and found juice glass to hide behind, because my smile was going to change into a grin when saw my beast...he was looking so surprised at her decency....
"No male friend! OK?"
He was reminding her....with finger pointing at her.
"Is it only girls island?"
She was with widened eyes...asking like showing herself innocent.
"Yehi samajh lo."
(Just assume that)
He picked the buttered slice and bit on.
"What? Are you categorizing yourself in females?"
She dramatically squealed....and stood up.
"It can't be possible..my.....ohh....my... handsome cousin..."
Now she with both hands on table, was nodding her head with deep sorrow (acting)
I saw my Beast was looking at her like watching one of a 7 wonder of the world...then he shrugged in vexation.
"Demagh ki lassi!"
(brain juicer)
As he mumbled, I couldn't gulp.....the juice choked my throat..and I got into a mini cough fit.
"Nor...be easy... I was just testing my acting skills."
She showed concern, while my beast patted my back throwing glare at her....
"Are you OK... Noor?"
He was asking politely.]
The cough at breakfast table....I don't know what happened to my throat last night...you know his acts, maybe I was so emotional..... It feels very special, if someone make you realize that you are his everything....
I don't know how to deal with his anger pangs, but hopefully I will learn...
Umm...I want to ask one thing: Is my love increasing for him, as when he touches me...I feel so enlightened...you know I was craving for his caresses, sweet words, fondling and...and his Kk... Kiss. (resembling to beet root)
I can't even explain, how gently he kissed me....blended his lips with mine......it's like...like he was kissing my soul...freeing me from the unknown worries...exploring the depths of my heart...gratifying my whole entire being. Ahhh....I was changing...I was liking what, I never liked before.....
"Fish Spa...yayy!"
I got out of thoughts, when heard Suhana's excited squeal ....... This time few more voices, I sensed in the background.
I got off the bed, slowly I walked towards the balcony.....slid away the door and held the railings..
One Filipino and 3 native looking girls were playing frisbee near the shore.
I sought Suhana.....she was sitting on the dock.... swinging bare feet in water. She was wearing red Burmese capelet crochet poncho, over light blue jeans with folded bottoms.....
I quite leaned over the railing with my both elbows on it...the scene was so lively....
As she caught my presence...
"Nor!"
She waved at me then signaled me to come over there.
I signaled her back: "Wait, I will be there after a short time..."
She was quite excited, I would have enjoy as well, but my study was haunting me.
I returned to the room, picked my phone and headed out....I decided to go out from the back door of hut which was leading to another masterpiece of nature...lush green garden...hemmed with green steep yet hills.... There was feng-shui perfection to the scene.
The evening shadows were too early, I chose a bench to sit and study the nature..along with textbook.
Ringtone......
My phone then started ringing...
Just saw.......call was from him....(my hubby). As I picked the call, he told me that he will be there soon. An Arab delegation was on tour...and I need nothing to worry for... Stay at hut...relax or study....
"OK...."
He hanged the call after hearing my OK.
I don't know why, I become sad...maybe his absence....maybe I wanted to pay tribute to the nature along with my beast...
Hmmm....
Memorizing some lines from the book, I looked at the hut style residence at my back. It was looking so dreamy to live in...
I placed phone and book on the bench and stood up....I made my way to the water streaming sound... It was like fantasy world calling me...
As I headed in the direction of pure natural sound.....after few meters picturesque walk, I found the source...
Glacial water was making its way through the rocks....falling down in a beautiful mini foamy waterfall. The water filled in my palm, like molten moon beam..... it was decanter clear.
At the bottom, smooth-edged stones glowed like pearls...
After few moments in stunned demeanor, I took a sip of water from the stream, that was tasted like the flower's nectar.
"Alhamdulillah!"
I took more sips purposefully, washed my face....and seeped significant freshness in myself...
A bed of moonlight-pale lilies making my way to another vista...
"Wow!"
A Phalanx of fireflies...made me gawked at those tiny lit creatures...running here and there after those, I succeeded to capture few tiny lanterns in my veil....
"SubhaAllah!"
Breathlessly, I sat on a rock, now admiring the glorious luster of the nature. The confessional-quietness, in which I got lost...
"Noor!"
I heard him calling me from far...his voice was sensing me full of worries....
'Come my beast....come...so now you know, you have a beautiful wife......whom you left, alone in this alone place.'
I smirked at my sudden idea.
"Noor!"
His voice coming closer, on impulse, I reached down and selected some small pebbles, that can be fit in my fist.
I stood up, and sought for a hideout.
'No beast...I'm not here'
Positioning myself at a place, where, I was able to see him, but he won't be...I was ready for a prank...
"Noor.... Are you here?"
I heard him quite near, my heartbeat was now drumming a bit....his presence, I felt him around, was so superlative...
'Beast, I want to teach you a lesson, that is.....not to leave your wife.....a beautiful wife...in between....'
I saw my beast was picking out his phone, now his face was in my range.....
As he started pushing some numbers, I threw a pebble, in opposite direction of him....he flicked towards the direction, where pebble landed and made little noise....
I pushed my other arm on my mouth to control my laughter....
Uff....he was going in that direction....
"Noor!"
He was calling. But whom he was calling? Maybe police station! So worried, he was feeling to me. My Beast!
'You are a beast...I'm your beasty....I'm sorry'
With this, I threw another pebble, and he turned.
'Bhag Noor bhaag.'
(Run...Noor ..Run)
I left the pale lilies flock, my hide out. He was in opposite direction, I tiptoed for few steps..then started running... towards the hut. My aim was to reach in hut before him, and to pose, that "I'm waiting here alone for you.. and you were enjoying with your so called delegates."
My plan was best...but..
I was running swiftly....green grass underneath my feet wasn't much supportive for running, as few hours back, it had soaked with rain too....
Thomp!!!
I wasn't an athlete.... I wish I was....because..... He turned at the sound and caught me....I got up and again started running..... Well that was my second mistake, I should react as an oblivion like..." Where were you Faraan...since since long I was searching you" but soon I realized my mistake. I halted in my track....I heard his heavy thuds behind...now he was following me like predator.....
As he came closer.....I passed an afraid smile, while panting.
He stopped, wearing a shirt with folded sleeves, over dark olive jeans...along with matching tie.....and his mountain shoes....he was looking, so handsome but previously......now so fierce!!!
"Where were you...?"
I spoke in doomed tone. He was dangerously quiet, his jaws were clenched, so my fists.....as his gaze traveled, I unclenched and remaining pebbles fell on the ground....near my feet.
"Faraan...look fireflies!"
I signaled to my red veil in which some fireflies were captured and filtering lights.. A hope twinkled, maybe he loves fireflies too.
But...
Not any of the muscle of his face, bothered to twitch...he was glaring me like he met his deadliest, escaped enemy after a century for whom he had took an oath to kill anyways.....
"Faraan...I surprised you..."
I gulped and tried to giggle....but...
He moved ahead, gripped my arm and started walking....no but striding. To match with his strides...I had to run along.
"Faraan, I think your meeting with delegates, gone in vain...don't worry it happens...and you have enough money already."
As the hut came into view, I tried to console him, but he took me inside, no but he dragged me into the room...
"Faraan!"
I protested, when he locked the room...and turned towards me.
"What .Faraan...hmm?"
He finally blurted out....made me cringe.....
What have I done, a simple prank can't I do a little this to him??
"What was that ...Noor?"
He was gripping my both arms asking in low growl.
"Pp...prank."
I replied with little shiver...his grip was now becoming hard.
"OK prank...is over... Now get ready for punishment!"
He hissed against my ear... I was holding my veil tight...I knew if I let it loose, my fireflies will be flown.
"Faraan....fireflies!"
I wanted to tell him about my excitement but he...He never listened....totally behaving weird....
I never knew, what he was up to, but I was not in mood of any beastliness again..
"Prank kero gi........satao gi mujhay?"
He squished my face, pulled up....and gritted.
"Yes prank....harmless prank...so what?"
I was competing him....with my eyes boring into his.
"Nymph,... you want me to die with heart attack or brain hemorrhage through your pranks."
He was hovering over my face, I was feeling danger to my fireflies...I sudden pushed him hard and freed my face....
"Noor!"
I tried to run..... away from his grip but he pulled me again and pinned me against the wall.
"Faraan!"
My protest grew, I was pushing him away....what was the fault of mine..I won't submit myself today, as I was doing it from the day first.
"Easy...little Lark. Easy!" He gripped my hands and pinned either side of my head. I saw an amusing smile was flickering on his face.
"No."
I was helpless now...his rigidity was killing me. He bent to my level.... side leaned his head and crashed his lips into mine. My punishment was started. He was sucking me with his full force. He is fond of kiss, but this one.....It was more like brutal. A wilder one.
Hitch...
I sobbed in his mouth, when saw my fireflies were freed. They found way out of my veil....now escaping through our mingled bodies.....they all were flown out of the room, found their way ventilator, in the wall.
I closed my eyes, and several tears glazed my cheeks....
He left me, just for a second....to let me alive....then again captured with more passion....his passion, to sabotage me, to quell me.
Why are you doing this to me...I will stop myself loving you...
I squirmed hard but he was having no mercy.... He was enough.....more than enough wild...
You want me to cry, you never bore my happiness "Ssss"
I writhed and whimpered, when he bit on my lip... my already bruised lips , like got stung.....and I felt the metallic taste of thermal fluid in my mouth, he thrashed my lips to bleed...
Beast....this is not you....this isn't you....
I was crying.....
Then...
Breathlessly, he left my mouth....but not gaze...he was examining his wildness.
I think his thirst wasn't over as he again squished my face....my lips were puckered up....my wounded quivering lips.
"Sorry"
Slowly he swiped his tongue across my lips.....beast was like applying ointment... Hunh...
I was lifeless against his brutality....
'Why beast...can't I be happy...is my life full of tears....tell me...is this your love... You snatched my smile...you always give me tears...go away.....I don't love you....I don't....
"Noor...mai tumharay liye Junooni hoo"
(I'm obsessed with you)
He whispered.....cupped my face, his thumbs were wiping my tears.
"Yes you are"
I snapped away his hands...my voice was shivering.
"Because I'm your s*x toy....ain't me?"