Discordance

Chapter Seventy-Seven

Abhimanyu groaned lightly as he tried to shy away from the early morning sunrays shining directly onto his face. As he stirred, trying to move away from the sun, he slowly took inventory of his body, his eyes refusing to open just yet and painfully slowly the previous night's incidents played in his mind, play by play. Fuck, how much had he drank and was Akshara okay?

The thought of Akshara was what made his eyes open and he blinked trying to clear the confusion and the lingering effects of alcohol from his face only to be startled by a soft humming coming from the direction of the closet. Not wanting to jostle his body more than he could manage, he turned around on the bed to find Akshara coming out of the closet, drying her hair with a towel as she hummed softly. She looked so damn gorgeous that it hit him in the solar plexus and he felt a deep sigh leave his painfully dry mouth.

He had a faint memory of asking her to wear sarees only and it seemed like she had listened to his silly demand because Akshara was slowly walking over to the bed, her full attention still on drying her hair as her cheeks turned pink from the too hot to handle showers she normally took. Her saree was the exact color of her blush and Abhimanyu's eyes widened slightly at how thin and tiny her blouse was. He would never ever have his fill of her and yesterday's saree had invigorated him but today's made his face hot and a sheen of sweat to break out over his body.

Clearing his throat once, he was amused to see Akshara jerk up in surprise before the sweetest smile overtook her face and she walked closer, close enough for Abhimanyu to carefully wrap his arm around her waist and pull her down on the bed, making her fall into his chest. Her damp hair brushed across his bare chest and somehow he felt himself blush with need as she patted his chest once before pushing the hair back from his forehead.

"Good morning, Birthday Boy." She giggled. Oh right, he had forgotten it was still his birthday but slowly the evilest smile spread across his face as he remembered her promise from yesterday.

"You said you'll be mine all day today." He wriggled his brows in her direction making her collapse further into his chest as she giggled softly making his chest puff out with pride, only he could make her blush and giggle like this. "And I am Abhimanyu" she whispered softly as she rested her hands properly on his chest before letting her chin fall on top of it so that they were face to face and he could see her beautiful face clearly.

"Whatever I want?" he teased making her blush deepen before she gave a choppy nod, "Whatever."

Thousand and one possibilities flipped through his head and he rejected all of them one after the other because all he wanted in that moment and for the rest of his life was to spend a lazy day with Akshara where they did nothing except eat sleep and where he let her appreciate her body like it deserved. That's it, that would be the best birthday ever.

Testing the boundaries, he slowly inched his hand closer to the hooks holding her blouse upright and Akshara stilled in his arms but didn't pull away and Abhimanyu truly felt like he was the king of the world in that moment. But instead of unhooking her clothes like he desperately wanted, he slowly moved his upper body, resting his back on their bed until Akshara was practically sitting in his lap. His words had not matched his action and Akshara's brow furrowed as she blinked at him in confusion.

"You've taken such pains to dress up for me, the least I could do is let myself enjoy you like this before I ruin your lovely saree." He grinned at her blushing face until she slowly tilted her head to hide into his neck, kissing him there once before mumbling something unintelligible or maybe he was lost in the way she felt in his arms and he didn't hear her properly.

"Repeat that for me baby" he muttered hoarsely making her giggle and swat his arm once before she pulled away.

"I said, grandpa, that I made breakfast for you that you could eat in bed." His stomach rumbled just then growling in hunger but first he had to punish his little sneaky monkey. "Keep talking to me like that monkey and see what happens" he warned once but when she laughed in his face, he flipped them around making her laughter die down instantly as her eyes widened in trepidation "yeah, that's what I thought" he said roughly, his throat closing up at the vision she made under him. Her hard work be damned, he needed to breathe her in and taste her skin which smelled like some exotic flower.