"Fuck", Adhavan shouted as soon as he tasted the dish.
Abhidnya flinched and looked at him in confusion
Adhavan pushed the plate and stood from his seat while shouting, "What the crap? Who cooked this?"
Without waiting for the response he quickly went inside the kitchen and opened the fridge.
Abhidnya too followed him without having a slightest idea of what possibly could have gone wrong.
Adhavan took out the icecream tub and dug into it with the biggest spoon available in the kitchen dresser.
Abhidnya stood on the threshold and eyed a sweaty Adhavan who was gulping scoop after scoop with red cheeks and bloodshot eyes.
"Maharaj ji has cooked this. He asked me to taste it and since the dish was tasting bland earlier so I asked him to make it more spicy to elevate it's taste", Abhidnya answered the before asked questions
Adhavan stopped eating and gritting his teeth he chided, "Eating this spice elevated dish I will be elevated to heaven very soon....aaahh!!", He didn't waste much time in speaking and continued eating his icecream.
"I am sorry...i wasn't aware that you have such low spice tolerance", Abhidnya apologised
"I have low spice tolerance? You stupid girl i feel sorry for your taste buds...bichare pata nhi kese abhi tak tumhare jubaan pe zinda hai after being tortured in the name of taste" Adhavan argued
Abhidnya opened the drawer and twitched her lips in annoyance, "huh! humare taste buds agar spice se tortured hain toh apke taste buds bhi kadbi juban se pareshan hain"
Abhidnya opened the lid of the honey vessel and offered it to Adhavan, "apko zyada teekhi lag rahi hai, itni bhi mirchi nhi thi uss mein"
Adhavan pulled her closer by her wrist. He dipped his index and middle finger inside the vessel coating it all around his fingers.
Both were standing so close that Abhidnya could clearly see the tiny sweat beads on his head and beside his nose. His ears turning red slightly while his eyes having unshed tears.
A tear fell on Abhidnya's eye lid making her eyes shut out of reflex.
Adhavan leaned more close and huskily mumbled, "only if i could have kissed you then I would have let you know how much spicy my mouth is feeling right now", saying so he brushed both of his fingers on hers lips coating them with the honey.
"Only if i could have thrusted my tongue inside you, i would have let you know how much sweet my tongue is desiring to savour", hearing this Abhidnya's mouth parted open slightly.
Adhavan pulled his lower lip in between his teeth out of habit. His tongue rolled in a passionate desire.
He slowly sneaked his fingers inside her mouth. His left hand left her wrist and slided towards her waist to keep her steady.
"Suck", Adhavan commanded groggily
Abhidnya's eyes snapped open. She looked at him with dilemma. But after noticing his resolute facial expressions, she slightly moved her tongue.
Her left palm caressed his chest while her tongue caressed his burning desire. She looked at him with her kohl lined eyes. Those eyes were not innocent but shy, yet so bold in a way to tangle someone in her illusionary gaze trap.
Adhavan didn't took a step back but just leaned his body backward, taking a complete look of her face which was turning pinkish, not because of the hotness of the chillies in the food but because of the hotness in the ambience of an unspoken passion.
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ODIO AMOR
Storie d'amoreNot every rose is red. Not every Sunday is a fun day. Not every damsel in distress has her prince charming. Not every bad guy changes to an adoring husband for his wife. Not every memory is worth remembering. Similarly, NOT EVERY LOVE STORY IS FILLE...