Chapter ~ |48|

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I was supposed to update like two days ago, but wattpad decided to delete my draft. I had to write again, but next update would be sooner.

On completion of 50 chapters and a half century, I'm thinking to write a bonus, which would include their early life, that is, Shehnaaz and her hulk Shukla. A full chapter. Do you want it?

Hope you enjoy. 

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Shehnaaz and Sidharth.

"Mai hurt hu, kullu." Shehnaaz said, moving away from him, and reaching towards the door of his cabin.

Sidharth sprung up immediately and went towards her, quickly jerking her and clashed her into his chest, caging her between his arms and against the door.

A pout formed on Shehnaaz's lips, and she looked down, not meeting his eyes, "Kyu aaya hai ab? Jaa kaam kar. Mai toh distraction hu na."

Sidharth took hold of her locks, adjusting them behind her ears, before staring at her intensely, gawking like she's his world, for his eyes to devour.

"Maine kab kaha aesa tujhe, gadhi?" Shehnaaz's pout intensified. "Ab mai gadhi bhi hun. Jaa tu. "

"Kahan jaun apne ghar ko chor kar?" Sidharth asked, pressing his lips on her pout, pecking them for a second, before going back to staring at her.

"Tu mera ghar hai, mera dil, meri jaan, mera sab kuch. Kahan jaa skta hun? Apna koi thikana nhi hai tere bina, naaz." Her pout melted into warm hue of blush at his words.

"Mat kar." She whispered, unable to help her blush. "Kya kar raha hun?"

His voice turned sensual, as he dragged his lips over the shell of her ear,"Hmm, Naaz?" She couldn't answer, but how can she deny him, "Kullu..."

He peppered feathery soft kisses, "Pyaar kar raha hun. Haq hai mera apni Naaz par."

His words wormed it's way to her heart, and everything evaporated around her, the only thought left was him, her Sid.

"Mai naraz hu." She feebly repeated, making him smile, knowing she already melted in his arms.

"Mana mujhe thik se." Sidharth looked at her astonished.

"Acha kease manau aapko shehzadi?" Shehnaaz giggled at his dramatic voice, before she pulled him closer, "Pyaar kar."

"Toh abhi kya goti khel raha hun?"

"Sidharthhhhh."

"Acha acha." He worked his lips once again, down her neck, sucking on her exposed collar bone.

"Mai tujhe ignore nhi kar raha tha, Naaz. Important mail tha."

"Mujhse bhi zyada important? Tu dekh bhi nhi raha hai mere taraf. Kutta." Shehnaaz complained, letting her head fall over his shoulder, and his lips do magic on her skin.

"Jaan se zyada important kuch ho skta hai? Mar jaunga tere bina-" Shehnaaz kissed his lips aggressively, not liking his words.

"Mat bola kar. Mana kiya hai na tujhe itni baar?" Sidharth kissed her softly in return, caressing her lips with his tongue, and pressing her waist with his palms.

"Sach mei. Azma kar dekh lena, jis din chale jayegi tu, mai khatam ho jaunga." Shehnaaz looked at him with various emotions in her eyes.

"Kyu karta hai itna pyaar?"

"Jeena nhi aata tujhse pyaar kiye bina. Kya Karun..." Sidharth took her hand and placed the back of her hand above his heart, "Yeh dil tera gulam hai. Tera wafadaar aur mujhse bewafa."

Shehnaaz looked at him, before inching closer and placed a kiss over his heart, making both of their eyes closed. "Mera dil toh tera kabse ho chuka hai bebu."

"Mere pass do dil hai wease." Shehnaaz turned cheery at once, knowing his hidden words. Sidharth repeated her actions, bending down to place a kiss on heart, and the second heart, her birthmark.

"Dono sirf mere hai." Sidharth said possessively, sucking his favourite spot on her body.

"Tu smjhta-"

~ flashback ends.

"Nazuuuuu!" Shehnaaz was brought back from her memory lane, as Sidharth pinched her cheeks between his fingers, looking at her agitatedly.

"Haan bebu?"

Sidharth poked her nose, "Nazzuu ne ignore kiya!" He kept poking it with his every word, making Shehnaaz giggle.

"Nahi, meri Jaan. Tujhe kease ignore karungi? Mujhe marna thori hai abhi." Sidharth titled his head before understanding that she's teasing him, and turned his face away, towards the window.

"Naraz." He asserted, folding his arms. Shehnaaz looked at him, before opening her seatbelt and turned towards him, "Acha toh kya chahiye mere naraz baby ko?"

"Naraz." He again, repeated, childishly.

"Itna naraz?" Shehnaaz asked, tentatively.

"Bahut naraz." Sidharth affirmed, but peeked at her from the corner of his eyes, with a pout settled on his lips.

"Kiss bhi nhi chahiye phir?"

"Chahiye." He immediately corrected her. Shehnaaz leaned closer and kissed each part of his skin. "Ab thik hai?"

"Naraz." Shehnaaz made an o face, as Sidharth again mumbled.

"Par maine kisses bhi toh kiye na baby?" Shehnaaz said, faking sadness.

Sidharth looked at her, before nodding, "Acha thora kam naraz hu main ab."

"Aur kya karna hoga mujhe apne shehzade ki narazgi dur karne ke liye." Sidharth forwarded his arms towards her, "Nazzzu, pyaar karo." He said, blinking, as if it held all the keys to him, and honestly it did.

"Pyaar toh karti hu na bebu." Shehnaaz said, adoring him.

"Acha se pyaar karo....wo jo humne shugaraat pe kiya tha na... Bed pe-"

"Bebu! Shhhh!" Shehnaaz immediately kept her palm on his mouth, blushing all the shades of red.

"Nazuuu." He jutted his lower lips down. "Karo na."

"Bebu wo na...ghar pe hota hai. Haan. Car mei nhi." She was crossing all limits of speaking gibberish.

Sidharth innocently trusted her words, "Thik hai ghar chalo jldi jldi Nazzu."

"Pehle batao..uss waqt kya bol raha tha mera kullu?"

"Kullu?" He immediately noticed the word, making Shehnaaz smile. "Tujhe pasand aaya? Pyaar se bolte hai kullu."

"Mujhe sab pasand aata hai nazzzu. Mai Acha baby hu na." She nodded, "Tum mujhe kullu bhi bulana. Acha hai!" He yelped in excitement.

"Acha..ab kyu bula raha tha?"

"Mujhe bhook lagi hai."

"Acha chalo chicken wings khate hai." He immediately glared at her. "Chwiken nahi!"

"Baby..."

"Nahi. Mai bhi baby chwicken hu na... Tum mujhe kha lo. Par chiwken nhi." Shehnaaz could do nothing but blush.

"Acha mera baby chicken."

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How's it? Good? Bad? Eh?

_Simran.

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