Ishqbaaz OS competition

entry 6

The smiles

8:00pm

A ghostly manor was inviting its onlookers in its dimly lit main hall. A man of tall stature pushed in the antique finish French door and stood at the entrance. The attendant put forward a mask and he entered the polished wooden dance floor. The floor had two storey high walls and a huge chandelier hung lowly from the ceiling giving a perfect feeling of a mediaeval European masquerade ball. His tall, strong frame captured in a midnight blue suit; shoulder length mane hanging loosely; the only feature of his face visible was his firm jawline.. and his attractive dark brown orbs hooded under the feathered mask, attracted everyone as iron scraps towards magnet. Many hands snaked around his torso, trying desperately to claw him down for that night.

Song: Raat mein hi jaagte gain

Yeh gunaahon ke ghar

Inki raahein khole baahein

Jo bhi aaye idhar

Aa haa...

He was not much interested to the women who lurked around him.. His eyes were looking around for his match in the sea of masked women.. Lit in different shades of soft light emitted from the coloured glass holder of candles in the chandelier.

Song: Yeh hai gumraahon ka raasta

Muskaanein jhooti hai

Pehchanein jhooti hai

Rangeeni hai chhaayi

Phir bhi hai tanhaayi

His eyes caught sight of a masked woman.. Her petite frame captured in a long gown.. the colour same as him. As he approached her, he noticed her honey brown eyes half hidden in a mask. He offered his hand SMILING gentlemanly to her for a dance, she got up from her seat tiredly, her plump pink lips slightly pouted in irritation. But she accompanied him in the dance floor putting her expert seductive palms pressed at his shoulder. He entwined his fingers with her cold sweaty ones,pulling her towards himself and tried to match his novice steps along with her skillful moves; when her lips curved in a practiced welcome SMILE.

Song: Kal inhi galliyon mein

In masli kalliyon mein

Toh yeh dhun thi

Jo rooh piyasi hai

Jismein udaasi hai

Woh hai ghoomti

Sabko pata hai wohi

Samjhe yeh kaash koi

After dancing for sometime, he pulled her lightly indicating her to go upstairs in one of the rooms. She took the lead and after some swift twirls, they landed before the staircase and reached the almost dark corridor leading them towards rows of doors having rooms behind them.

Song:

Halke ujaalon mein

Halke andheron mein

Jo ik raaz hai

She was trying to understand if any room was empty for them to occupy for sometime, but she failed due to the distraction caused by the long haired guy accompanying her. He pushed her to the wall, plunging deep inside her mouth he dominated over her tongue by sucking and biting her lips taken wholely inside his mouth. Parting due to the lack of oxygen, she applied much force to pull the man along with her inside an empty room, who was now busy in nuzzling her neck. On reaching inside she closed the door hurriedly behind her as she was now feeling weak at her knees. Due to some reason unknown to her this man managed to wake a whirlpool of sensations inside her body that she never felt before. The man, however, paid no heed towards his surroundings and ignoring the beautifully scented candle lit room's décor, he unzipped her off shoulder gown southwards placing an open mouthed kiss at her shoulder blade making her gasp and moan for real. For the first time since those hundreds of nights she didn't fake an act to please her companion. When he clutched her buttocks and pulled upwards, she locked her legs around his lower waist. Pulling his lips in a wild, passionate kiss, she pulled off his upper clothing. His hands started working on her breasts in this meantime. Squeezing, pulling, pinching, patting, pressing, her hormones exploding inside her, made her see stars and she moaned remaining in the kiss. He smirked. Laying her upon the bed, he watched her in her black lacy knickers for sometime, as if assessing from where to start. Finally he hovered over her kissing, biting, licking, pinching, making her curl her toes in passion. She was a moaning mess by now and when he thrust in her, she groaned in pleasure. Their eyes locked in spite of the barrier of the masks, sweaty fingers entwined in each other, she was feeling as if she was flying off the ground. He was in a pool of wild pleasure unleashing the beast inside him in action. Her insides tightening around him made him thrust deeper and he roared because of the immense passion flooding from his head to toe. She was hypnotized by his fiery gaze, violent expression due to his clenched teeth, his locks shaking due to the thrusts, brushing her cheeks and crook of neck. He was lost in her watery honey brown orbs showing a different sensation than the lust that he was used to see in the eyes of these women. He felt a need to FILL her, TOUCH her, LOVE her like he never did before with anyone. Their rhythms synchronized with each other as the steps of the ball dance and he finally emptied himself inside her. She was bewildered by his action after this make out session. He pulled her in a warm embrace and placed feathery kisses on her forehead, eyes, cheeks, nose while caressing her sweaty, tangled hair and finally he pulled her lower lip in a smooch sucking it softly. Parting, he laid down on bed placing her atop him, and SMILED.. as if thanking her for this beautiful experience. His warm smile fluttered her heart causing its beats go faster. To his utter surprise, she SMILED back, her cheeks tinted in a cute shade of pink, eyes further hooded under her thick lashes, she hid her face in his chest. Both of them closed their eyes and lost in the thoughts of the latest experience they had. Time flew away fast and their trance broke due to the beeping sound coming from his wristwatch. He looked at the time,

10:00 pm:

He quickly got up and put on his clothes back. Standing before the small mirror, he brushed his hair neatly with his fingers. Placing a bundle of pink currencies on the bed he almost ran out of the room. She unwillingly stared longing for the man who just left her without even sparing a glance back at her. Sighing, she picked up the bundle and wearing her gown back, left the room closing the door behind.

Song:

Kyon kho gaya woh

Kya ho gaya hai ki

Woh naraaz hai

Aye raat itna bataa

Tujhko toh hoga pataa

Aa ha...

Yeh hai gumraahon ka raasta...

11:55

A gorgeous lady clad in expensive clothes stood tapping her heels impatiently looking at the big grandfather clock. The hall of the mansion was lit with blinding neon lights. Guests and media buzzed around. Many cameras flashed capturing the lady for news sake, many people came to her muttering congratulating words. Though she greeted them back with a SMILE like a perfect hostess and mistress, she was lost in the moves made by the hands of the clock. As the clock struck 12:00, She felt something snaking around her neck, she anticipated due to her primal instinct, but relaxed when a familiar husky voice muttered in her ear,

"Happy anniversary wifey...!"

She looked down at her neck and the large necklace incarnated with blinding diamonds and SMILED widely looking back at him.

"Happy anniversary to you too my dear hubby", she said.

She ran her manicured fingers down his torso idly when he grabbed her wrist and twisted it until her usual sly SMILE changed into the teary pain in her eyes. Suddenly flashes of camera broke their eye lock. Still holding her wrist firmly, he whispered in a deadly cold voice,

" Keep your SMILE on.. I don't want my wife look bad in the front page of the newspaper today." The turned towards the camera posing closely to each other plastering the SMILE of a happy couple. A greenish blue eyed man came towards him,

"Happy anniversary Om.. You too Svetlana," he displayed his well practiced business SMILE.

The brothers shared a hug.

"Happy anniversary Om.. I hope you too withstand him for upcoming year.. you chhoti blouse pehnnewali kamini..", his bhabi followed darting a wicked SMILE at the lady.

" Thanks bhabi," he replied with a amused SMILE.

"Happy anniversary O.. You too lomdi.. All the best" his little brother hopped in pulling him in a bear hug.

OBro moment! They gave themselves a bone crushing hug. After some time, he said,

"Guys, moment over. Pehle emotional tha,"

"Ab awkward hai", they said in unison and gave each other a genuine SMILE.

Now he had to get into the act. With a clap of his hands soft romantic music started to play. He pulled his wife in the middle of the dance floor and started twirling her around, their image reflected in the polished marble floor. Some eyes pitied them; some envied. He grabbed her waist forcefully and laced his fingers with hers. He looked around and suddenly a strange heartache of loneliness swept past him. Sighing, he locked his eyes with the sly woman captured in his clasp. They SMILED at each other as if challenging each other to fail each and every conspiracies that they plan for another year...

Song: Muskaanein jhooti hai

Pehchaanein jhooti hai

Rangeeni hai chhaayi

Phir bhi hai tanhaayi..

The End