Entwined (Slow Updates)

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Maanvi glanced at the figure of her husband, crawling around the bed with pout on his face. What was he? Five years old child or what. His antics made her question his actual age.

"For god sake stop crawling and messing the bedsheets, I'm telling you," She couldn't get anymore and threatened him.

"But I'm getting bored Baisa Raj," He whined like a child and sat with crossed legs, in indan style.

"Why did you decided to stay back then, you should have gone office," She muttered not moving her eyes from the screen of her laptop, typing furiously.

"Come on, it's weekend. I needed a break after a hectic week," He replied, peeked at her laptop screen and sat beside her leaning back.

"Alright, stay quiet. My assignment is almost completed."

"Let's go out for lunch after you finish your work," He grinned, unlocking his phone and doing god knows what with it. She didn't bother to ask him too.

"No, we just can't go out to dine every then and now. We need to save money too," She click on save option and shut down her laptop, turning to face her husband who frowned at her.

"Why ?"

"What why ? When we can eat at home, why should we go out ? Instead of this, we should start saving money," She replied while nodding making him narrow his eyes but she stayed unfazed.

"You are bad," He complained, back on doing what he was doing before, messing the bedsheets.

"I'm giving you last warning, stop, else I'm gonna beat your fucking ass with wiper and I'm serious," She gritted her teeth in annoyance when he finally stopped.

"Eh! Beating my ass, kinky," He wriggled his eyebrows, totally ignoring the fact she scolded him.

"Jeez! What the hell? No," Her face burner in embarrassment as he said the word 'kinky'.

"It's okay Baisa Raj. Having kinky fantasies, there's nothing to shame about okay," He innocently replied, biting his lips to control the bubbling laughter inside him.

"Shut up."

"Aww, I'll try my best to fulfill your every kinky fantasy, I swear," He cooed and promised, pinching his throat and bobbed his head.

In reply, he received pillow straight on his face making him groan as he rubbed his nose.

"Served you good," She muttered and she pulled back her pillow from his grasp.

"ATTACK."

He yelled and before she could process anything, he lunged at her not exactly crashing her but fell over her.

"What just happened," She asked, wiggling underneath him who smirked at her.

"You attacked me first."

"So ?"

"So, I attacked you back," He replied causally glancing at his wife, underneath him.

"Move away you fatty," She tried pushing him, tried. But failed as he was kinda large compare to her, she looked tiny under him like a small kitten. An angry kitten.

"Hey, I'm not fatty. These are muscles," He defended and took her hand with his, touching his stomach to prove his point, "See, these are muscles. You have got a well build bodied husband."

"You sound like you're talking about some wall," She giggled not removing her hand from his stomach. His skin under her touch felt warm and hard.

"Don't bully me," He pouted as she pulled his cheeks further.