The Unintentional Hit

Forever Yours.

As the completion of vows along with the phera comes to an end, Rayan filled Aravi's hair partition with the red vermillion.

With all these, the wedding finally comes to an end, both the pairs now officially, legally and spiritually announced as couples.

"Bohot Bohot abhaar! Aaj hum do beto ke saath saath, do betiyon ko leke Jaa rahe hain" Rayan's father hugged Aravi's baba and Ahana's father.

"Baba" Aravi hugged Mr Roy as its time for their vidai now.

Her mother kissed her hair before hugging her. "Khush rehna Aru beta.."

With leaving their home, the girls were now going to their another home.

At night, once the dinner along some rituals were done, the couples were asked to go to their respective rooms escorted by their respective mother in law's.

The door clicked open, when Yash came inside his room but to his surprise Ahana was not there.

“Ahana?” He called out.

Ahana came out of washroom wearing a night suit her makeup was washed, her hair messy.

She yawned looking tired. “Yash.. I am sorry I can't--”

Yash smiled and hugged her tightly.
“Its late now my highness.. sleep now and don't think dirty about me..” He winked.

“Oh no my dear.. it's our first night.. how can I not take advantage of you..?!” She smirked suddenly sounding enough enthusiastic.

“Tum na mayawi ho!” He exclaimed covering himself.

“What is Mayawi?” She asked confusedly.

“You are cheater first made me believe you ain't ready for--”

“Yes ready for?” She walked closer.

“Ready for--” He hiccuped when his back bumped with wall, and Ahana locking him with her arms.

“Why are you so scared? It was just a little tease you know--” Her words soon turned into a gasp when Yash pulled her close smashing his lips into hers.

The smooching session continued until their clothes were lying on the floor and the lights turned off.

Soon the room filled with pleasurable bliss making their night intimate yet beautiful.

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Rayan's POV

Aravi was already waiting for me in bed
covering herself with the veil.

Even in the dim light , she has this much power to capture my heart like this.
I walked to the bed and removed her veil.

I caressed her hair only to realise it was tied tightly with lots of pins.

I opened her bun and let it flow down freeing her from those pins.

I carefully removed each piece of heavy jewelry, my fingers gently brushing against her skin. The room was filled with the soft clinking of gold while placing each ornament on the dresser. At last I removed her mangalsutra, the sacred married necklace. I couldn't control but my fingers deliberately trailed down her neck slowly.