jasveer

Part 6 Unnatural Demand

As the intensity of the riots began to diminish in some parts of the city, Rohit, Jiya, and Sunita knew that their locality was still heated with hatred against Sikhs, causing fear to grip their hearts.

They made the collective decision to maintain Jiya's disguise for another 10 to 15 days, unwilling to take any chances until they were absolutely certain of his safety. Jiya, now fully immersed in his role as the newlywed bride, adapted his new identity with surprising ease. As Jiya continued to live as the newlywed bahu, he learned to wear a saree by himself, as Sunita couldn't help him daily.

Meanwhile, Rohit always found ways to touch and feel Jiya, his surprise kisses continuing as Jiya got used to it.

These unexpected movements between Jiya and Rohit led to a complex mix of emotions for both of them. Initially hesitant, but soon, her resistance to Rohit's affection became minimal. He felt a strange sense of comfort and safety in Rohit's presence.

One day, they were alone at home, seeking a respite from the chaos outside. Jasveer was in the kitchen, cooking lunch. He was dressed nicely in saree, with the pallu tucked around his waist, which made his curves appear more natural. The sound of his bangles clinking together as he rolled out chapatis filled the room.

It's the first time that Rohit sees him working without vail, he couldn't resist the sight. He came up from behind and hugged him. Startled by the sudden embrace, Jasveer turned, seeing Rohit he smiled before continuing his cooking.

Rohit leaned in, planting a soft kiss near his ear. "You look beautiful, Jiya," he whispered.

Jasveer smiled, "Thanks, Rohit." while rolling chapatis.

Rohit grinned mischievously. "Hey, I'm your husband. You shouldn't say my name as per our culture."

Catching on to Rohit's playful teasing, Jasveer went along with it. "Oh, okay, that's my mistake, dear hubby. But there are so many things you haven't done for your wife, too."

Surprised that Jasveer continued to play along, Rohit said, "Why can't you initiate it first? You start the wife's duties, then I'll do all the husband's duties."

Jasveer made an innocent expression and asked, "What wife's duties?"

Rohit replied, "What every wife does in the house."

Jasveer said, "My dear husband, are you blind? I've been doing all the duties for almost a month now."

To show him what he meant, Rohit turned Jasveer around. Without warning, he kissed Jasveer softly on the lips, unable to resist Jiya let's rohit continue. When Rohit noticed Jasveer wasn't stopping him, he kissed him even more deeply, slipping his tongue into Jasveer's mouth and sucking on his lips. Jasveer's eyes widened in surprise, and he pushed Rohit away to stop the smooch.

Rohit asked, "Did you like that?"

Jasveer shook his head, feeling confused. "No, it was... weird."

Rohit, a bit puzzled, asked, "Then why didn't you stop me?"

Jasveer shrugged, still trying to process his feelings. "I don't know."

Rohit looked at him earnestly. "Can I ask you something?"

Jasveer, still thinking about the kiss, replied, "Sure, what is it?"

Feeling a mix of emotions, Rohit hesitated before speaking. "Can you let me fuck you?" His tone was sincere but uncertain.

Jasveer looked at him, shocked. "Are you serious? No way, Rohit. I'm not gay."

Rohit held him gently by the waist. "This isn't about being gay. You've been in the role of my wife for months now. Just let me take advantage of this situation, please."

Jasveer looked at him, conflicted. "Rohit, are you gone mad? You know that I'm a boy," he said.

Rohit sighed, his eyes searching Jasveer's. "I know, but right now, all I see is Jiya, my wife, the woman I've come to care about. I just want to experience this with you. I never had a girlfriend. Please, you're my only hope."

Jasveer shook his head again. "No, I said no."

Rohit got on his knees, pleading. "Please, Jasveer. I've always supported you. We're best friends. I even saved your life. I'm begging you. And you might even enjoy it. I've heard a female orgasm is better than a male's."

Jasveer took a deep breath, his mind racing. "Rohit, this is crazy. Fine, I'm giving you just one chance, but... if I ask you to stop, you have to stop immediately. Understood?"

Rohit nodded eagerly. "Okay, I promise."

Jasveer hesitated, battling with his thoughts. "Let's just see where this goes."

Filled with joy, Rohit gently lifted Jasveer, who wrapped his arms around Rohit's neck for support. Rohit carried him to the bedroom and planted a small kiss on Jasveer's forehead before laying him down on the bed.

Rohit moved to the bed and started with soft kisses on Jiya's neck. The sensation of Rohit's warm lips on his neck sent shivers down his body.

"It feels strange.......... but good," Jasveer admitted.

"I told you," Rohit replied with a smile, continuing his kisses.

Rohit's lips moved to Jasveer's navel. Jasveer lay still, his body tensing with each touch from Rohit. Every sensation was a blend of pleasure and discomfort; he never imagined being in such an intimate situation with his best friend. His mind raced, trying to convince himself, but each move from Rohit made it harder to believe his own decision.

As Rohit began to undress Jasveer, unpinning his pallu, unbuttoning the blouse, and discarding the saree and petticoat, Jasveer lay on the bed in just a bra and underwear, feeling extremely shy. Rohit then began with tender kisses on his neck, his lips trailing slowly down Jasveer's body, inch by inch, while his fingers traced delicate patterns on Jasveer's bare back.

"I'm feeling too shy for this," he confessed softly as Rohit gently pressed his bra-clad chest, sending shivers down his spine. Although his mind protested, Jasveer's body began to respond. He started biting his lip as Rohit's kisses persisted, stirring a mix of confusion and arousal within him.

When Rohit's hands began to explore more intimately, he bit at Jasveer's navel. "Ouch, that hurts," he said.

"Relax, Jasveer. Allow yourself to enjoy it," Rohit urged softly.

Anxious and unsure, Jasveer wondered if it would ever end. "Should I just give him a blowjob to save my ass?" The thought flitted through his mind, adding to his sense of helplessness.

The gentle pressure of Rohit's kisses, the way his fingers traced patterns on his skin, it all felt so alien yet oddly soothing. Jasveer's body began to respond despite his mind's protests. Every kiss, every touch, blurred the lines between what he thought he was and what he was becoming.

After exploring her whole body, as Rohit moved to her lips, Jiya's heart started beating fast. Rohit began with soft kisses, then started sucking his lips. It was the first time Jiya let him suck her lips, but she didn't respond back.

Just then, the doorbell rang, interrupting their moment. "What the fuck? I was having too much fun," Rohit said, frustrated.

Jasveer couldn't help but smile, feeling a wave of relief wash over him as he realised how fortunate he was to have avoided what was about to happen.

Meanwhile, Rohit hastily adjusted his half-open attire before answering the door. Jasveer quickly adjusted his saree, smoothing out the wrinkles, and pulled the pallu over his face into a proper ghunghat (Vail) before emerging from the bedroom.