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AdiYa: Lucky Night

AdiYa OneShot: Lucky Night

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The club was crowded. There were a few of the locals and rests were his classmates and friends. The New Year Eve was on full swing. Everyone just wanted to party hard. Aditya gulped down the shots. He shook his head watching everyone being so crazily themselves. The darkness helped them more.

It was then that his eyes fell on the lady clad in barely anything. It just covered her at the very essentials. The hungry animal in him crept to the surface. But more than her revealing attire, her eyes caught his attention. They were sensuous and at the same time were innocent. The Aditya he was could never feel this way. Never before did he feel this way. The beast within him just over took and he swept to the floor proceeding towards her. With his piercing gaze he unleashed every inch of her skin.

Zoya moved to match every beat- freely and effortlessly. Her moves were rhythmic and carefree. The world around didn't exist for her. She couldn't realize how much it affected the poor lusty souls around. But she felt her cold back crushed against something warm. Even before she could decipher the presence of the beast, Aditya grabbed her by waist making her thrust into him. She made efforts to get rid of the grip around her but that just made him tighten the grip.

The fragrance of their colognes mingled. He dug his head into her thick curls, loosing himself. She pulled herself away from him, when he swirled her back. This time he made her face him. Her hands automatically rested around his neck. His hands reached up to the small of her back crushing her more into him. She could feel her curves being badly crushed into him. All the while his lips curved watching her mindless reactions to his mere touch.

"Aditya.. Aditya, w.. what do you want?"

"You.." his husky voice rang in her ear drums. It just felt so soothing to her. "All I want is you."

They posed to be the leaders of the rival teams in the college. But never could he deny of the emotions he had for her. It was just that he had to hold back his feelings to justify his lead.

She gasped as his hands toyed with the small plump on her chest. When she had first seen him, she couldn't decipher what exactly twirled within her. But there was an unknown feeling that crept within her. And it was ecstatic to experience the feeling. Even she couldn't express anything but coldness towards him because she was liable to the team.

Today it seemed as though the two were going to pour out everything that they suppressed. His hands harshly moved across her while swaying to the loud music. It felt heavenly to have her so close and their bodies swaying against each other.

She wasn't the one who would take his torment without uttering any word of complains. Her hands traveled down to his chiseled torso. And she pulled herself away with an unexpected push to him. She again went to her carefree mode. She was enjoying every beat, giving every bit of her energy and an extra bit of sensuousness to her moves. His eyes lingered on her wanting to tear apart the distance. She didn't have the slightest clue of the consequences she would be facing. She danced around him. Not being bothered about the world, she gracefully moved. She was sensuously seducing him even without attempting one.

He pulled her, this time with a determination to not let her go. She stood their unaware of the up comings. With her green eyes snapped at him in amazement, he found her to be more inviting. He pinned those strands behind her earlobe. His eyes stared deeply into hers. He stroked her cheek that soon turned a shade of crimson. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold back the urge anymore. And she had to face the consequences of the game she had started.

He held her face with his eyes fixed at hers. All her emotions were trapped in her throat. He inched forward. Either things were going to fall right for them or they would end up walking on their own separate paths. But today it was the Day.

Her eyes went shut. She wasn't thinking of anything but the urge to give in. And she was delighted the way his wet, alcohol dipped lips fell on hers. Sucking those rose petals, he nibbled them. He struggled against her lips for an entrance while she was enjoying his state. Once he swept his tongue inside, he was exploring and tasting every inch of her mouth.

She was completely in his stance, in the stance of the kiss until she felt some liquid travelling down her cleavage. A guy just spilled his glass of sake at her. All she wanted to do was to break his jaws for spoiling her dress. The guy forwarded a hand for helping her. But then Aditya grabbed her to the nearest room. He wouldn't be able to bear someone else touch her, that too in front of his eyes.

"Let me clean it." She alarmed at his words but he didn't bother about her reaction.

She would have loved but she just couldn't make him clean- touch her. It was too deep and private for her to make him touch her.

Locking the door behind, he pushed her to the door and dug his tongue where the liquid fell. She growled at his attempt. And she threaded her fingers into his dark hairs. His tongue traced the path of the alcohol. He hungrily dug deeper into her cleavage while his hands explored her back. She expressed her pleasure with moans. It was getting harder for her with every passing second. His tongue travelled south.

She couldn't bare the torture anymore. Thus, she grabbed him with all her strength and cornered him, taking the control. Showering a few kisses her lips caressed his jaws. She bit his earlobe followed by nibbling the same. All the while his hands feeling her. Her hands worked on his shirt that soon was dropped down to the floor. She went down on him, worshiping his bare torso with kisses. He seemed to be Greek God to her while he couldn't believe that this girl could actually be doing all of it to him. She bit him at various points leaving bruises. She was getting wilder. And he wished to dominate for the rest of the night. Everything seemed to be slipping out of control when he felt her fingers slid along the length of his hard form, teasing him all the while. She would drive him crazy. Pulling her up, he gazed into her eyes only to find burning desires, passion and so much more. Now all what he could think of was to fulfill those desires- desires which he had suppressed for long, desires which her eyes reflected. While she was certain that she wanted it all from him tonight. She wanted to experience all of her dreams which she had tagged to be the nightmares of her life- just because they made her mind think of everything on a very different track. Nothing in her nightmare seemed to reflect their equation. Indeed it was something opposite. The rivalry seemed to be of a very different format. But today she wouldn't care about the teams they had represented but their individuality mattered. They mattered. And moreover the feeling mattered.

But then to him, her attire played as an obstacle. His hands reached the zipper of her dress and it smoothly slid the other end. His hands worked on her shoulders tearing apart the straps of fabric from her. It swiftly glided down her waist and circled around her hips. His eyes wandered at the exposed territory. He worshiped her beauty with kisses all over her exposed form. And his hands followed the same path. His touch was melting her. His hands flawlessly moved on her, as though to match the rhythm of the music. He toyed with her plumps, making her growl. She could feel his throbbing erection against her softness. Her legs felt weak. She couldn't bear the weight of her and the tormented pleasure anymore. She needed support to which she held him by his shoulder. He pulled her legs around his waist and placed her on the cold marble top. It was then that the reality struck her, of the two being in the common washroom of the club. But who cared. When he felt satisfied he went down ripping off the fabric out of her. She felt a twist as his lips moved down at her. The tolerance was at its peak.

"Aditya.. Aditya.. please" She begged for his entrance while he was still playing along, "Please.. What Zoya?"

She couldn't withhold anymore and thus pulled him up with the last piece of strength that she had. And with her trembling lips she demanded, "I want you.. inside."

And he expressed his gratitude by fulfilling her demand. With his sweet nothings into her ear, he shred away the only distance between them. They were on the ride of painful pleasure tonight.

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Technically written for another pair long back but I just wanted to see the response for a write-up like this one on AdiYa!