"It's not necessary!!"
"It is necessary!!"
"C'mon who says it's needed??"
"I'm saying it's needed!!"
"Diya!!"
"Tujya maila! You're my husband!! If I say it's needed, it is needed!!" Diya glared at Nikhil.
Nikhil sighed and put his laptop aside, pouting under Diya's stern gaze and sitting on the stool.
"Good!" Diya grinned, taking a good amount of the warm coconut oil from her bowl before lathering it onto Nikhil's hair.
He groaned at the feel of the oil on his scalp. But Diya hummed sweetly under her breath and massaged his scalp.
"You spend a lot of time working and hissing on your phone! You need this to relax!!" She hissed as he tried to move away.
"Diya my hair is all so... Icky!!" He groaned as he felt the hot oil trickling down his scalp.
"It's good for your health Nikhil!" Diya hissed, massaging under his neck at the back.
He groaned and gave into her touch, at how relaxing it felt, and he smiled.
"Why the smile Rawal?" Diya kissed his forehead as she let go off of him.
He tugged at her hand so that she ended up on his lap, making her squeal.
"A year ago, when I was stalking you, I didn't know I'd ever get such a day, where you'll even marry me... Never ever even imagined that I'd be getting a head massage from you!" Nikhil pecked her cheek as she began to rub her oily hands on her hair.
"You stalked me?" She gasped at him in shock.
"3 months before Shruthi and Abhi forced me to talk to you" Nikhil nodded, nuzzling her cheek, his hand moving under her kurti.
She giggled and put her oily hands in front of his face.
"Leave me or I'll oil your face!" She threatened as his hand inched upto her chest.
"I don't mind" he winked, his hand working over her breasts.
"Nikhil!" She gasped and moaned, but chuckling, he let go off of her.
"Thanks for marrying me Diya" he smiled.
She was so dazed, she hardly took in what he said!
But he gently put her on the stool, before picking up the bottle of oil.
He then began to gently massage it onto her scalp, making her sigh and give into his touch.
"Now.. time for my reward!" He grinned, once he was done.
Diya opened her eyes and blinked up at him in confusion.
"I massaged your head... Now some other part of my body demands a sweet massage in exchange!" He smirked, indicating the slight bulge in his crotch.
Diya's cheeks turned scarlet, but she managed a smirk as she moved to tug his trousers.
Nikhil gaped at her - really?
Wow!! Oh my God!! He gaped at her in full shock, his eyes threatening to pop out of his skull as she tugged his trousers down.
The bulge in his crotch became more prominent now, and Diya giggled at the look of desperation on Nikhil's face.
"Diya!!!" A loud hiss, and a bang on the door made both of them jump. Whilst Nikhil snarled like a wounded animal, Diya patted her cheeks and rushed to the door.
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