Raavi knew what she wanted. She wanted Shiva, her husband. It had been a month since they'd been married, and she had fallen for him. No, she'd probably had always been in love with him, but she never accepted it. Their relationship was complicated and calling each other enemies had been easier than actually confronting the real feelings they had for each other. Raavi also knew the feelings Shiva had for her. She could see it in his eyes, the way he was so protective of her and the way he cared about her. It was subtle, but in this one month Raavi had understood him. He never showed his feelings, especially to her.
Shiva could see how Raavi looked at him now. Her eyes were not filled with hatred or anger anymore, but with love and anticipation. He knew she had accepted their marriage and he could see she was trying her hardest to fall in love with him. It didn't help matters that his heart fluttered whenever she was around, or that his heart pounded so loudly whenever she touched him. He knew he loved her, he always had, no matter how much he tried not to. She was his weak point, but he would never tell her. She deserved a better husband than him, and it killed him to think she had to compromise for him.
Raavi was upset because Shiva never seemed to make any move towards her. She was seriously considering leaving him, because she thought he hated her, and she wanted him to be happy. But she ended up overhearing her conversation with Dev, and learnt of his insecurities. Raavi couldn't stop her tears when she learnt that her husband didn't think he deserved her. It must hurt him so much. Over the next few days, she observed him and understood how much he loved her. That's when Raavi decided she had to take the first move and make him realise that she loved him. It wasn't a compromise on her side.
Raavi was ready to take the next step in their relationship. It was high time now. Every time she saw her husband without a shirt, Raavi couldn't stop herself from being turned on. She needed him to make love to her, and with that she would prove to him how much she loved him. He would never make a move on her, so no matter how much she blushed at the thought of it, she had to do it. She would kiss every doubt away from his mind.
That night when Shiva was sitting in their room, Raavi came out of their bathroom. His eyes widened as he looked at her. She was wearing one of shirts, and nothing else. Raavi straight away came and sat on his lap. Shiva couldn't believe what was happening.
"Shiva." She gently cupped his face.
"Kya kar rahi hai tu?" He asked.
"Pyaar." She kissed him on the corner of his eyes, then she kissed his cheekbone.
"Raavi." Shiva pushed her away and tried to leave but Raavi held his hand. She went and hugged him from behind.
"Shiva please." When she was sure he wouldn't leave, she bent down in front of him and took his hand in her. "Main tujhse bohot pyaar karti hu Shiva. Tu please mujhe aise apne se dur mat kar."
Shiva couldn't stop his tears. He knelt in front of her. "Raavi tu much better deserve karti hai. Mujh jaisa gawar, jaahil insaan nahi. Aur tujhe meri wajah se compromise karna padh raha hai. Tu kaha Dev chahti thi aur kaha tujhe yeh Shiva mil gaya."
Raavi started crying hearing his words. He sounded so hurt and so defeated. She didn't like this Shiva. Her Shiva was never broken, never defeated. "Shiva tu gadhera hai ek number ka. Main har din Bholenath ko thanks bolti hu ki mujhe tu mila. Maine tere saath ek minute ke liye bhi kabhi compromise nahi kiya hai. Tu iss world ka best husband hain aur main iss world ki sabse lucky ladki hu ki tu mujhe mila. Shiva, tu meri nazro mein jaisa hai, perfect hai."
Raavi wiped his tears away. She still saw a hint of disbelief in his eyes. "Tu mujhse pyaar nahi karta?" She asked playfully.
"Aise gadheri jaise sawal karna bandh kar." Shiva said.
Raavi smiled and kissed him. She pulled him by his collar and deepened the kiss. Shiva cupped her face and slipped his tongue inside her mouth. He returned her kiss passionately. When they broke to catch their breath, Raavi stood up and offered her hand to Shiva. She led him to their bed. They kissed once again, and their second kiss was a lot rougher than the first one. Neither of them wanted to let the other one go. Raavi took off his shirt and threw it onto the floor.
Their kissing grew more hot and frantic. Shiva quickly slid off his vest. She parted a moment away from him just to admire his body which she had often fantasised about at night. Shiva did know how much his wife enjoyed looking at him without a shirt so gave her a smirk. Raavi blushed and let him take the lead when he pulled her against him. He undid the first two buttons of his own shirt which his wife was wearing, making her blush and tremble with anticipation. He stopped and looked at her face for any hint of uncertainty, but Raavi pulled him in for a kiss clearing all his doubts.
"I love you Raavi." Shiva spoke.
"I love you too Shiva."
Shiva undid all the buttons of her shirt and marvelled at her body. He kissed every inch of her body while Raavi moaned with desire. Her hands fumbled with his pants, so he helped her take it off. Raavi blushed when she saw her husband fully naked. But his hands all over her body was making her forget all her embarrassment, and his kisses were making her wet.
He took his time, because he didn't want it to end. He wanted to show her how much he truly loved her. Kissing the inside of her thighs, he slid his fingers inside her making her dig her nails into his shoulders. Her moans were like music to his ears, and he could listen to it his entire life. Her face when she finally orgasmed got etched in his mind.
They spent the whole night taking turns on each other. It was new for both of them and they took their own time to learn what the other likes and how the other person reacts to their every move. When they were finally all spent, they laid in each other's arms and talked. They talked about their relationship and about their future. Finally, they were happy and content in each other's arms.
