Baatein Kuch Ankahee Si- OS/SS Compilations

|His Lips|

"pSST"

"pSSTT!!"

Vandana turned her gaze and focused it on the little bundle of mischief smiling suspiciously at her.

"What?" Vandana asked narrowing her eyes.

Tara ushered her to lean closer, and as she did, she whispered in her ears. "Mamma, papa ko aise ghooroge toh unme holes ho jayenge!"

In response, as Vandana levelled her with a scandalized glare, Tara started to laugh, her brows dancing in an all-knowing manner.

"What's cooking between maa-beti, huh!" Kunal who was done setting the tea tray on the center table, plopped by Tara's side and looked at her, questioningly.

Tara laughed, "Kuch nahi papa. Main bas vandana mamma se keh rahi thi ki aapko itna na ghoor- Mmpphhh!!

Amused, Kunal turned his gaze to the other woman who had clasped her daughter's mouth now and was glaring daggers at her, while the said daughter simply continued laughing.

"You want me to decrease your tv time, right?" Vandana warned, and Tara's eyes immediately blew up as she quietened down and nodded her head in negative.

Once assured, Vandana let her daughter go who quickly scampered off the sofa and away towards the stairs, like a mouse.

"Now, where did she run off to?" Vedika asked, picking up her cup and taking her seat on the opposite chaise. Kunal simply shrugged, his gaze focused on his new wife, as she sipped on her tea, clearly trying to avoid his gaze.

Soon Pammi and Bobby also joined the trio at tea, and idle conversation ensued. In between all this though, Vandana refused to look at Kunal and so he did, what he felt like.

"Pass me a biscuit, Vandana", he asked casually but as her hand stretched forward in compliance to grab a cookie, she found it being caught by Kunal's palm, on the tray.

Aghast, she immediately turned to her husband, while he just smiled making her turn red. And as he let go, she withdrew her hand along with the biscuit and started to nibble on it furiously.

Kunal took his glass of milk shake, and started to sip on it, his head on overdrive. He had heard Tara alright. Apparently, Vandana was staring at him. Did he appeal to her, too? And his gaze turned stormy at the thought.

"Nice moustache, bro veere!" Bobby remarked casually and Guneet ji laughed as he looked at Kunal. It was however her chuckle that caught his attention, and he turned his head towards her, eyes still dark from unhinged thoughts.

"Wipe it off, will you?"

Vandana choked on her laughter instantly, while Kunal inched closer, his face looming near hers. And Vandana didn't know where to look, what to do, how to behave, how to breathe or how to keep sane.

During her engagement, she had overheard two guests discussing her now husband's 'sexy' lips, and now, all she could focus on when she saw his face, was his lips.

Full, plump and inviting.

"Vandu, clean it up for him, will you?" Vedika remarked casually, while tiptoeing away with her tea. Bobby got his cue to leave too, and so gestured the same to his parents. Pammi did roll her eyes, but agreed nonetheless, and finally only the two were left seated in the hall.

Aware of her heart picking up its pace, Vandana picked up a tissue from the tray and dabbed it against his lips.

Kunal continued to look at her, acutely aware that her gaze was transfixed somewhere entirely different.

By then, Vandana had zoned out of the world of living. How would his lips feel to her touch? Would they be as soft as they looked, or would they be hard and rugged like his first impression?

She didn't realize when the tissue slipped from her hands, her right palmed his face, with her thumb now slowly tracing the boundaries of his lips.

She was engrossed alright. Studying his lips with as much concentration as when she would play the veena.

Her thumb was now rubbing slow circles against his bottom lip, while her brown eyes were still fixated on them.

Kunal felt his control splintering. His biwi was clearly beguiling him.

His lips quivered then, instantly breaking the spell as Vandana came to her senses, eyes widening in horror at the realization of what she had been doing and as she stared up into his eyes, she immediately made to pull back. But he didn't allow her to.

His left arm snaking behind her back, he drew closer to her, and she found her back pressed into the armrest.

"So, how did they feel?" Kunal rasped making Vandana blush.

"Nhi...wo...main..." she stammered, her processor crashing at his proximity.

It was Kunal's turn to study her, as he cupped her face and shook his head, "No, I am not complaining. It's just that, I believe in practical rather than theory".

And before Vandana could breathe a sigh of protest, his lips were on hers.

Vandana froze up at the contact, his soft lips melting against hers. But when her lips slightly parted and his bottom lip placed itself between them, her adrenaline spiked, eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

Kunal pulled back when he felt her head lolling and blinked wildly, at her unconscious form. He tapped her cheek then. Once. Twice.

"Vandana".

But no response came.

And Kunal couldn't control the laughter that rumbled out of him.

Mrs. Do Die Do had fainted. From a kiss.

From his kiss.

"Oh God!!" Kunal glanced at the unconscious woman and picked her up in his arms, his lips still upturned.

"And I have not even started!"

Shaking his head then, he walked off.

She was going to be so embarrassed after waking up.

And Kunal started laughing again.

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