My Solace

Part 16: Sunday Moon

Ruchi kept admiring the most handsome man on earth. One hand was on her waist while the other sprawled over his head, sleeping on his stomach.

She could feel his warm breath near her forehead.

After the eventful night, she found herself more close to him. Her heart wanted to stay close to him, in his arms. The care, the love he gave her yesterday night was something she could only imagine in her dreams. She recalled how gentle and loving he was all the while making passionate love to her. He was passionate enough to take her to new heights of pleasure but also sincere enough not to hurt her and keep hearing her guidance.

Her hand lifted as she slowly caressed his cheek, Oh! Her sweet husband. The more she looked at him, the more she found herself lucky to have him as her husband.

Reluctantly, she made her way to freshen up and then walked to the kitchen to prepare a good meal for them. She didn't want to do anything. Neither go to office nor away from his embrace.

She was halfway through the meal when she facepalmed, "Today is Sunday" She pouted at her silliness.

That is why her husband had been sleeping like a sleep-deprived man for ages.

Oh no!

But since she was almost done so she thought of completing it.

On the other hand, Samridh found the bed empty beside him. He cursed himself for being late. He wanted to make her breakfast and carry her in his arms after their intimate encounter. He wanted to make her feel loved but here he was sleeping without any care.

He didn't expect to wake up early on Sunday but she did and he quickly hurried to freshen up. In case she just started, maybe he can still make her rest.

Samridh walked out of their room freshed up and looked around for the things he could help her in making breakfast.

His lovely wife was trying to hide herself from him. And he knew exactly why.

She was shy.

He held her wrist and pulled her to himself.

"My little rabbit, why so shy? " He wiggled his eyebrows with a cheeky grin on his face.

"Don't do it" She cried whined putting her head on his chest.
"Do what Princess? " He teased her more earning a hit of her tiny fist on his chest making him chuckle.

A moment of silence followed until Ruchi decided to break it, "You weren't like this in the beginning. How did you become so naughty? What did you watch? "

He held her face between her palms and with a really serious look on his face, he said, "Well I am learning from the best. I watch a naughty princess every day"

Ruchi took her time trying to remember such a movie and then her eyes widened in realisation. He winked at her making her whine again.

"You're so bad Samridh ji" She hit his chest.

"Okay, Now my sweet wife. You please sit down I will do whatever is left" He picked her up in his arms making her squeal and made her sit on the counter.

"But It's done" She protested running her eyes on his hot body under the black t-shirt and grey trousers.

"Then let me serve" He kissed her forehead and then moved toward the dishes, quickly garnishing, he plated it.

Richi kept admiring the sight before her. The efforts of her charming husband.

"Where is yours? " She asked as he handed her a plate, her eyes narrowed at his cheeky smile.

His smile widened as he whispered, "It's for two only ". Dragging a chair near them, he sat on it pulling her on his lap.

So what his initial plan failed? He can still make it up to her.

He made a small morsel for her small mouth, kissing her cheek he forwarded it to her, " My princess".

Ruchi couldn't help but feel loved by his actions, she felt valued, and she felt overwhelmed by his efforts.

"How's it? " He asked as if he was the one who made it. Ruchi chuckled at his mischief, "Just like how my husband likes" She said making a morsel for him.

He opened his mouth so big that half her fingers slipped inside his mouth but he didn't mind. He licked it. Probably that was his intention too.

She groaned at his naughtiness. Squeezing his jaw she gritted her teeth playfully, "Naughty baby".

He kissed her other cheek again, " Naughty princess".

Breakfast turned out to be a long affair because of their continuous chattering and naughtiness. Samridh was slowly letting his guard down, He was sharing enough. Ruchi had turned the man just like her. Earlier he used to listen and she kept chattering and now it was the other way round. 

Samridh always believed that he had nothing to talk about, He was boring. But now when he was opening up to her, He realized he had a lot to share with her. At times, he complained to her about how he felt being the odd one out. He talked to her about how unfair sometimes life got to him. He also mentioned a few great people he met in his life, her father being one among them. 

Ruchi listened to everything patiently. She comforted him with her hand in his hair gently caressing his scalp. She always encouraged him to talk about his feelings and he did. He had so much to tell her about his life. So much to share about his past life.

Between everything he never failed to mention how pleased he was to have her as his wife making her heart flutter every time he said that. She loved his voice, She loved when he chatted, she loved when he talked about random things and would wait for her opinion.

"Do you think that star will reach the moon?" Like every time, he again asked her a question as if a curious child of four. 

Ruchi made a done face at him. And Samridh chuckled at her pulling her chubby cheeks. He loved getting those annoyed expressions out of her, "I thought that star was moving" He stated not so innocently. 

"Don't talk to me now " She jerked her face away from him. He effortlessly pulled her arm making her land on his chest. He was already lying down on the sofa behind her who was sitting caressing his hair earlier, Now she was sprawled over him he made sure of it. He engulfed her in a tight hug. She tried to wiggle out of his hold but just a small peck on her forehead was enough to melt her like an Ice Cream in his arms.

"My sweet little rabbit" He bit her cheek and then nibbled on it as if trying to eat her. She giggled at his ministrations. It was tickling her. 

She looked at him, pecking a lip just for a second. 

And that second was enough to summon the beast Samridh was trying to control. He pulled her into a greedy kiss squeezing her in his arms lying under the stary night on their balcony mattress.