Discordance

Chapter Eighty-Five

The kiss was a culmination of everything that had transpired in the past few weeks and Akshara was reluctant to let him go, she had needed this slice of normalcy to feel sane and not let all the happenings around them get to her. There were so many things that they had to figure out but right now where her hands gripped Abhimanyu's shirt, the way he tasted in her mouth, the soft fullness of his lips over hers, his gentle caresses, those were the only things that mattered and she leaned into him more, wanting to prolong it before he got back to his senses and put some distance between them.

"You are so damn beautiful" he said as Akshara arched into his hold, needing to brush her extremely sensitive breasts over the starchy fabric of his shirt but god was definitely not on her side and instead of feeling the first rush of pleasure, she ended up aching right where her ribs were still recovering and a tortured gasp left her mouth making Abhimanyu still before he stepped away from her shame faced. Goddammit.

Gripping the back of his neck, he looked over at her groaning loudly, brushing the tips of his fingers over her cheeks, making her mouth part open in need "No more touching" he tutted but he looked equally pained as her as he said it. Good, if they had to suffer, she wanted him to suffer with her. "My beautiful monkey" he said righting her shoulder strap and running the back of his hand over her collarbone. She needed him so badly and with a desperation which she had never felt before, but the need ran so deep that it had tied her tongue and nothing apart from shallow gasps and moans would come out.

Breathing in deeply, she refused to look at him again knowing that it would be impossible now to get him to touch her again, he had known she was in pain and god forbid he let her do anything now. Once her thoughts returned to her, Akshara clasped his hand tightly, "Today has been wonderful." He looked at her wide eyed but gave a sweet boyish grin making her heart stutter, "Is it bad that I want to keep the little beans inside me forever but I am also equally eager to meet them and I want the next few months to fly by?" she asked shyly, twirling the edge of her dress around her finger, talking about the babies was so new to her and she wasn't sure how to behave just yet because up until a few weeks ago she was just Akshara and now there was this huge change happening inside her body but also inside her head and heart.

"No, but I am desperate to see them, hold them. They'll look just like you and act like you, god I can't wait to love them." Every time he talked about their kids with such passion, Akshara couldn't help the rush of pride flooding her body. He was going to be such a good father, he treated her like she was precious and every need and want of hers was met before she even realized she needed something, so naturally he would extend the same for their kids as well. Her kids would never go through what she had gone through and for that Akshara was immensely grateful but it was because of Abhimanyu that they had this safe environment.

Words were lost in her throat somewhere and all she could manage was a squeeze of Abhimanyu's hand and when he looked down at her with twinkling eyes, she felt safe and secure. "Ready?" he asked, his voice still slightly hoarse and Akshara grinned up at him nodding happily. She was desperate to tell someone else who wasn't related to her and who would understand everything Akshara was feeling so with a skip in her step she dragged Abhimanyu behind her and while he protested and asked her to slow down, she just brushed his concerns off pulling him behind her to Nimay's office.

Akshara was antsy now to tell Diksha and when they didn't hear a response back at their knocks, Abhimanyu nodded and entered Nimay's office stopping short for some reason making Akshara almost stumble into his back. Frowning at his back, she peeked out from behind him to find Nimay and Diksha wrapped in an embrace, their lips fused together. Wide eyed Abhimanyu and Akshara looked at each other as a wild blush spread from Akshara's cheeks all the way to her chest, yet Abhimanyu did not have the same concerns.