CAUTION: Viewer Discretion Advised. 18+ Content.
Yashraj
We'd landed in Singapore about three days back, it was the night before my birthday, well, technically my birthday. In half an hour, the clock will hit twelve. Meera's sleeping with her head resting in my lap and since the last hour, I'm staring at her face. She looks so serene, beyond beautiful. There's something about her that captivates me in a way nothing could.
She has me in a chokehold for the rest of my life, both of us have found ways to function around each other, with each other in these past years. Our routines have moulded into a perfect balance of family and work.
There hasn't been a day when she's let me deal with work all alone, even when she was pregnant and I make sure to look after the kids and their needs equally. Both of us needed this trip, to relax. The past few months of State duties have taken a toll on both of us.
My fingers unconsciously raking through her hair, eyes never leaving her face, my lips curl up into a small smile as she groans in her sleep. Her eyes fluttered open, staring in mine. A smile made its way to her lips, she glanced towards the clock and got up from my lap.
It was just ten minutes before the clock strikes twelve, she got up and moved towards the bathroom. The room felt good, warm and cosy. The candles casting a soft gliw, a woody fragrance lingering in the air. A big smile was etched on her face when she came out, she stood opposite the mirror, I was behind her.
My face resting over her shoulders, hands around her waist and eyes staring into hers through the mirror. She turns around to face me, our noses brushing against each other, breaths fanning our faces as she smashes her lips on mine.
My head tilts giving her further acess as she nibbled on my lower lip. Her tongue swirls into my mouth, my palm cupping her cheek in a firm hold. Her tongue plunges deep into my throat eliciting a groan from me. With a pop sound, she leaves my lips, staring into my eyes deeply, she hands me a stick and whispers across my neck, "Happy Birthday Papa."
I frowned before looking at the stick, there was a small sticker covering something, the moment I took it off my breath was caught in my throat, she was pregnant.
A small smile crawled up my face, eyes welling up. "How long has it been since you discovered?" I asked, my voice throaty, trembling with emotion.
"Two weeks." Came her answer. My arms wrapped around her waist, face buried in her neck and her hands rubbing my back as emotions flowed through me.
"Thank You So Much, Rani Sa." I whispered.
"Won't work with a thanks, Rana Sa." She retorted smugly making me frown.
"Anything you want, will be yours, just say it." I answered.
"How about, you ?" She smirked.
"Oh, I...am all yours but, since it's my birthday, don't you think I should receive something too?" I replied smirking back.
"Sure, love. Be ready in ten." She whispered nibbling my earlobe before disappearing into the closet.
I was just in my sweats so, not too much a do for me. The closet door clicked open and my breathe hitched. She came walking out, cladded in a red lingerie hugging her at all the right places.
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