❝𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭?❞
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AUTHOR'S POV.
"Suvansh get up"
"Why?"
"Because we both are getting late for the university."
Suvansh, who was sleeping nuzzling his face in his wife's chest woke up hastily and snapped to look at the time on the wall clock. His horrific face dropped to a 'Are you for real?' face as he turned to look Shurisha, who gave him a grin.
"It's almost 4 Am. in the morning." He corrected and shifted upwards, coming near her face. "And I'm not getting up before 8 Am." And nuzzled back in her chest, closing his eyes.
Shurisha sighed and circuited her one arm around him and the other entered his soft locks, caressing his hairs. "But I'm not feeling sleepy." She complained in a low voice coaxing him to lift his head and glance at her. The creases appeared between his brows when he noticed unpleasantness on her face. Thinking that maybe she was getting discomfort because of him resting his head on her chest, he quickly got up and lay beside her but pulled her closer with his arm circuited around her waist. Though she should not. She never felt discomfort with him sleeping like this before not in the last four months of their marriage.
"Is there something wrong with you Bub?" He quired while caressing her cheek. But in response she bit on her lower lip and just shook her head. Removing his arm from her waist slowly, she got up "I need to go to the washroom" and made her way towards the washroom. Suvansh's confusion deepened at her weird behavior.
"What is wrong with her?" He muttered looking at the bathroom door and picked his phone from the bed side table. A yawn escaped him as he glanced at his phone's home screen to check the date. "6th June" He yawned again but halted in between when something clicked his mind.
"6th JUNE!" he sat straight tossing off the thin quilt and with his fingers working on the screen, he opened his notes app to check Shurisha's menstrual cycle-
"Shit!"
"Fuck!" Shurisha cursed squeezing shut her eyes when the sensation got out of the control. "A cold shower would help I guess." She whispered and rose up from the toilet seat and entered the shower cubicle after stripping her clothes off. But when she turned the shower knob, instead of cold water, the medium hot water splashed all over the body and she just loved the hot water shower. Who doesn't? But the hot water dripping down her body and making contact with her intimate area only heightened her sensation. Turning and setting the knob in cold water, she took a quick cold shower and got out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe
"Are you ovulating?"
The first question she was attacked with was asked by her husband, who was now wide awake, sitting straight on the bed with his hands crossed in front of his chest. Her head snapped hearing his words. There was hesitation visible on her face, not because he was talking about her menstrual cycle. No that's not the reason. Apart from her mother and Aunt, Suvansh was the first and only man she is comfortable with to talk about her menstruation. Reason? She has been partially his student before during her high school and he was the one to give her a brief explanation of menstruation. He has always been liberal in these matters, but she wasn't. And because She was comfortable only with Suvansh, she didn't hesitate to talk about her periods with him. But, this type of situation never occurred before. Her being hyper-sex deprived and more tense because now he was her husband. The hesitation on her face was because she was highly sex-deprived at this moment and the man sitting in front of her, with a well built body, nerves visible on his neck, siren eyes, his pinkish lips was only making it difficult for her.
