That Night
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Anga oru cup nu potruku!
( It says one cup there!)
Oru cup yepdhi ma pathum?
( How is it going to be enough?)
Siddharth and Neha found themselves in a playful debate over the amount of flour to use in their carrot cake.
The couple was still grappling with adjusting their sleeping schedules due to the time difference. Having spent two years in a different timezone, their internal clocks were still attuned to their old routine.
On workdays, the impact of the time difference wasn't as noticeable. However, on weekends, they often found themselves wide awake in the wee hours of the morning. Instead of tossing and turning in bed, they would venture into the kitchen, using this unusual wakefulness to their advantage. At 2 a.m., the kitchen would come alive with the couple trying out new recipes, turning their sleepless nights into cooking adventures.
As the cake finally baked, Neha stopped herself from tasting it first. She sheepishly turned to Siddharth, who had expected this,
Yenna? Na first uh saaptu paatu nalla irukenna nu paaka porae, adhane?
( What, you're going to make me eat it first to see if I can stay alive?)
Neha nodded sheepishly, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. Siddharth let out a playful huff before taking a bite of the carrot cake. As he savored the flavors, he couldn't help but admit, it was edible and not so bad. Neha's eyes sparkled with delight, pleased that their baking experiment had turned out reasonably well.
With their slices of carrot cake in hand, Siddharth and Neha made their way to the cozy couch.
Yenna padam pakalam...?
( What should we watch?)
As Siddharth scrolled through the watch list, contemplating their next movie choice, he suddenly heard a throat clearing sound. Slowly turning around, he found Neha standing there, blinking at him with a mischievous grin on her face. Siddharth let out a playful huff, realizing that his quota for the week had ended, meaning that he couldn't have the final say in what they were going to watch. It was Neha's turn to take charge.
Indha
( Take it)
Neha couldn't help but giggle mischievously as she took the remote from Siddharth's hands, and Siddharth, sporting a slight pout, watched as his wife confidently made her choice, accepting that he would have to endure a genre he typically resented, Romance.
Ma idhu mudhiya naalu mani meram agum ma!
( This one takes 4 hours to end)
Psch, chumma iru
( Psch, stop it)
Please, Neha...
Unaku venamna poi thungu po!
( If you don't want to watch, just go to bed)
Neha playfully sulked, giving Siddharth a mock glare before turning her attention to the screen. Deep down, she knew that Siddharth wouldn't miss the chance to watch movies with her for anything in the world. Siddharth knew exactly how to capture his wife's attention and make their movie nights even more enjoyable.
With a mischievous twinkle in his eyes and a sly smirk, Siddharth set his plate on the table and "casually" moved closer to Neha. Wrapping his hands around her waist, he pulled her gently towards him. Neha's lips curved into a smile, enjoying the closeness, until an inaudible gasp escaped her lips as she felt Siddharth's lips against her neck. The unexpected touch sent a shiver down her spine, igniting a spark of desire between them
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As his kisses cascaded down on her like raindrops, she couldn't help but close her eyes in blissful surrender. Before she knew it, she found herself lying on the couch, with him above her, each kiss feeling like a gentle shower of desire.
Siddharth tossed the remote aside, muting the TV with a flick of his hand. He kissed her passionately, igniting a fire of desire that sent shivers down her spine, her moans filling the room as sweet music. They make him lose his mind and control as unknowingly his hands find themselves under her t-shirt. His touch was electric, sending tingles across her skin as his hands ventured beneath her t-shirt, eliciting an instinctive response from her body.
Neha's breath hitched as waves of pleasure washed over her, her thighs instinctively clenching together as Siddharth's touch sent her senses into overdrive. With each caress, her desire grew more intense, a primal need building within her with every tantalizing moment.
As her hands went to rake his hair to bring him closer, his lips turned more and more aggressive. His finger went down to Neha's pants and he pulled the waist band, however it accidentally slipped out of his fingers and Snap!
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Siddharth and Neha jerk out of their trances, panting hard, as they stare at each other in shock.
What just happened to them? What just happened between them?
The couple had had their share of intimate moments before but never went as far as skin to skin. Today, it went more than skin to skin.
Though they never discussed verbally, both Siddharth and Neha had always been careful to not go overboard keeping Neha's studies in mind, now that it wasn't between them, could it have provoked the wariness and the control that they usually have on themselves on these situations?
Siddharth sighed a breath when Neha reluctantly cupped his cheeks. He rested his forehead on hers with his eyes closed as they calmed each other.
That was a lot
Neha smiled and nodded her head to Siddharth's remark. He opened his eyes with a new concern. Did he make her uncomfortable?
Sensing his thoughts, Neha smiled warmly, brushing her thumb over his cheek. She smooched his lips, giving him the assurance that he needed.
The couple, although proceeded to pretend like nothing happened as they tried to brush off the intensity of the moment, continuing with their cake, movie, and eventually heading to bed. Yet, beneath the surface, they both sensed a newfound depth in their connection, one that beckoned further exploration and understanding.
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I am soooooo sorry if I made anyone uncomfortable.
I've been busy with some work and personal related stuff so I'm afraid that until next week updates might be slow, but I hope its understandable, I will compensate as soon as I can. ♥️
I might also not be able to actively reply to pms so please try to understand🙏
Pretty nervous on this one ngl
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