《ABHIRA ONE SHOTS》AN USUAL MORNING
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Akshara stirred a little and tried to stretch but found herself snuggled up against something strong and firm. She yawned and sleepily opened her eyes. The soft morning light was falling onto her face giving it a fantastic glow. She turned around and recognized what she was nestled against. It was a very familiar pair of arms that had enveloped her protectively.
She gently got up from the bed and turned to look at her husband who was still fast asleep. There was a shy smile playing on her lips as a blush crept over her cheeks. She picked up his shirt that was lying near the foot of the bed and put it on. She tip-toed across the room and disappeared into the bathroom to brush her teeth.
Unknown to her, Abhimanyu's eyes had followed her. Oh how irresistible she looked in that shirt! It was just the right length to tease Abhimanyu. It was short enough to expose the milky skin of her legs but long enough to leave Abhimanyu wanting for more. Her hair was tied loosely into a knot with a few tendrils falling messily and framing her face beautifully. Abhimanyu was completely mesmerized by how beautiful she looked. As soon as he heard her step out, he quickly shut his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Akshara went and sat beside her sleeping husband. She ran her fingers gently through his hair and caressed his forehead. As she turned to get up, she felt a tug on her hand and she fell right into her husband's arms.
"Where is my morning kiss?” Abhimanyu whispered in her ears.
He got a quick peck on his cheek before Akshara buried her face into his chest and gave a nuzzle.
"This is cheating Mrs. Birla…Why are shying anyway…Who was acting as a lioness last night eating me up Huhhh…!?” Abhimanyu protested with a mischievous smile.
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Akshara gave him a smack on his chest and exclaimed, "Don’t speak nonsense Abhimanyu!"
"Aree? When did I ever lie to you? Should I show you the marks you have left?"
"So what? I was marking you as mine!" Akshara's eyes blazed at him through her long lashes. How Abhimanyu loved the way her eyes spoke to him!
"Ohoo….someone is acting as a lioness again…how about a kiss to celebrate the occasion"
Akshara stuck her tongue out at him like a kid and almost escaped from his grip. But he was too fast for her. He swiftly sat up and pulled her onto his lap.
He said with a smile, "So be it. If you want to play it this way."
He softly pushed the few tendrils of hair away from her neck, his hands lingering there for just a moment and gave her a kiss that sent shivers down her spine. His soft lips grazing the skin on her neck and slowly making their way towards her ear.
His hot breath on her neck was making her skin tingle. One more kiss, more wet. Akshara's breathing quickened as his hands travelled down to her waist. She closed her eyes to relish the moment. He liked the effect he could have on her. He whispered,
"I need my shirt back…Will you give it me or shall I take it Akshu…?"
Akshara's eyes fluttered open when she realized what her dear husband was trying to do. She thought to herself, two can play this game. She turned around and looked into his eyes with intensity. There was certain playfulness in her demeanour that was driving him crazy. She stroked the length of his chest leaving a trail of kisses upwards before gently biting on his neck. She knew the power she had over him.
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She looked up at him innocently and bit her lip. Abhimanyu's eyes lingered on her lips. She pushed him onto the bed and opened just the top button of her shirt to tease Abhimanyu. She wrapped her legs around him and leaned on top of him. Her lips grazed his forehead while her hands played with his hair. She left a soft kiss on his eyes. She breathed on his neck and then placed a wet kiss right at the corner of his mouth. Then she brought her lips ever so close to his. He parted his lips ever so slightly and closed his eyes in anticipation.
Akshara let out a deep sigh and it titillated him even more.
Just as Abhimanyu grew impatient for his kiss, she suddenly declared,
"I’m not in the mood…!" and ran off laughing into the bathroom.
Abhimanyu jerked his eyes open, baffled at what she had done.
"God this girl will be the death of me!"
But her laughter had filled the room and it was his most favourite sound in the world!
He smiled and said, “I will take my own revenge Mrs. Akshara Abhimanyu Birla!”, before following her into the bathroom.
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