The Unventured Passions

Escalated Caresses ❤️ 🔞

"Did you speak? What did he say?"

Bondita asked in excitement as she saw her husband entering the room that was alloted to them on the first floor of the two storeyed red-bricked police bunglow.
Anirudh breathed out, and nodded at once, smiling brightly at his wife.

"He'll visit here tomorrow."

"And how is Rudhi?"
Bondita blurted out, and Anirudh sat down on the bed, beside her, stretching his arms for her.

"Our Rudhi is fantastic! Missing us I'm sure, exactly the way we're missing her."

Bondita smiled, and without any further question, she promptly jumped into Anirudh's chest, and he tied her within the safety of his protective arms.

"I missed you so much Bondita... I missed you so very much." He buried his face on her shoulder, sharply inhaling the fragnance of her opened traces.
"You have no idea how I survived these past one week, without you it's like death at each step." He murmured the words to her, and Bondita planted a soft kiss on the exposed skin of his chest in response.

"Same!"

Bondita had worn a white cotton shirt of Anirudh's size, flowing upto her thighs, and the rest of her was covered with the fluffy red comforter.
Anirudh too was wearing a similar shirt, but his colour was light pink, and it was teamed with an off-white cotton pajama.

"Are you comfortable?" Anirudh asked, and Bondita nodded her head, keeping it rested on his chest.

They had no luggage, and it was only in the evening that Anirudh had given the hindustani caretaker a fresh hundred rupees note to buy some clothes and writing pads for him. He had given specifications too... Some shirts, trousers, and sarees along with other accessories. But when the man came back, he only got the shirts and trousers right, and instead of buying regular sarees for Bondita, he got one expensive Jamdani benarasi, with no blouse or petticoat.

"How will this help bhaiya?" Anirudh had pressed his temple in frustration, and it was his wife who had calmed him down.

"It's fine Barrister Babu, I'll manage... And, when you call home, you can ask Batuk to get some clothes for me whenever he can."

This was Bondita, this was his wife... his constant companion, through thick and thin, through light and absolute darkness, and suddenly Anirudh felt overwhelmed at the thought of how lucky he had been in life, in love!

A vital element of love is protection, it is part of the recipe along with nurture and appreciation of the pure-spirit of the soul. Because Anirudh and Bondita were the right match, because each of them had exactly what the other needed, because they would protect one another... they felt so cozy in each other's company. "Cozy" as a intuition is perhaps the most underrated of emotions.
However, in that cozy state, when two souls cuddle up together, the rest of the world and its worries ceased to exist for a precious few moments. Anirudh and Bondita were each other's sanctuary, each other's safe cocoon, their love healing one another, giving the sort of fortitude that supports a sustainable sense of joy.

"We'll have to think of a way to get out of here." Bondita was caressing Anirudh's hair, running her slender fingers gently through his soft freshly bathed mane, as he now lay on her flat stomach, and she had leaned back on the headrest of the wooden poster bed.

"Hm... Soon..." Anirudh hummed.
"But, I'm more worried about the man outside the door, no wonder he's keeping a watch on us, listening to our conversations as we speak!"
His voice was considerably hushed and it made Bondita sigh softly.

"Then don't hush, Barrister Babu... It would only heighten his curiosity... Let's just speak normally."
Bondita murmured, and it made Anirudh stretch his neck and look at her face.