.... And....as she out of the bathroom.... To sit beside him....
He sleeps on his side unaware of what's going on in her mind.....
She turns wanting to talk... . But he is already asleep......
Not even caring to talk....maybe tired due to driving... She tries to explain herself..... But can't help feeling hurt... Terribly....
Next morning...
She is acting strange.... Her demeanour... So unlike herself.... He notices as he gives her coffee....
Normally she is the one to do it... But she is rather slumped..... Not waking up.... Even called in sick... On duty...
He is with her for a week.... As his suspension period is that long...
But all this time.... She isn't her playful self.... She is always flustered..... And scared....
He doesn't understand what is the problem.....
On the kitchen counter....
He comes closer.... To kiss her bare shoulder.... And ascends down.... His hand stroking the length of her arm.... While she was trying to do chores...
"kya hua jaan...."
"kuch bhi nai...."
"why are u so low.... He asked while peppering soft kisses...."
Rubbing her skin while speaking....
"kuch nai.... Just a bit exhausted.... Wo itna hectic schedule tha....itne din.."
She isn't sure wether to tell him or not about what happened at the base the other day....
How her commanding officer is technically making her life hell....
If that wasn't enough.... Her colleagues are making up stories... about her.. And her refusal....and the scene created with abhimanyu that day...
She was exhausted of this mental stress... And his insensitivity on top of everything.....
. He is on..starts biting her shoulder and kneading her breast ....... . But she springs out of his grasp immediately...
"why can't you just relax for a moment..." she howls.... And irritatedly...
She rushes inside the bedroom....
He somehow tries to gulp down the dejection.....
In. Evening
He is busy chopping veggies.... Playfully looking at her... As she tries hard to knead the floor...
"mene bola tha na tumhare bas ki baat nai he...jab aata nahi to help kyun karni hoti he madam ko...."
"mujhe aata he... Okay.... Bus practice chali gai...."
Ya... Right.. "
He takes bowl from her hand....
Looking at soupy flour...
Haan... To kya hua.... Baki sab to aata he na.... And its not my fault.... Ye mixie ko bhi aaj hi kharab hona tha..."
She is grumping and frowning..... Flour all over her face
He always makes fun of her cooking skills and she gets angry....
She is always the one to clear the mess..... And cooking dept. Is his....
She whines on not letting her do the important part.... And later making fun... As he doesn't allow her in kitchen anticipating the collateral damage that would be caused in the battle field by this untrained soldier....
He comes forward.. And kisses the flour covered cheeks of hers.... And she wipes flour on his face...
They are both giggling and squealing... She almost forgets... About what happened last night....
The dinner went in playfulness.
And at night....
She is brushing her hair.... As he comes back in towel.... Hovering her from behind.....
Her heart picks up pace... As he flips her around... To kiss her... She still responds...
He drops the towel...and looks in her eyes....
Then kisses her squarely as he guides her hand.... Towards his manhood.... Making her pleasure him....
She is trying hard to cooperate with him....as he has already started his work..... Kissing and kneading her mounds.... While he drags her to bed...
This was. Anticipated..... He always has to get intimate..... And she is the one expected to be ready for it beforehand... But today.... She isn't matching his fervour.... And suddenly as he undresses her lower.... She gasps... As his manhood pricks her....
She remembers last night's incidence... And starts shivering....
Her body getting cold....tears escape her eyes....
He is kissing her vigorously on her chest... His hand playing with her feminity....
And all of sudden... "rajveer.. ..."
He is too lost to listen...
"rajveer i don't feel like doing it.... Please...."
.
And bites her breast.... To show his irritation....
He is fixed his position and is about to thrust inside... As she pushes him back.... Using all her force...
"please stop...."
He is shell shocked.... And comes out of his libido land.... While she is sweating profusely....
He looks at her in a dejected expression. And walks out in frustration.....
He felt humiliated ...... By the way she pushed him..... He opens the bar cabinet to pour some wine for himself.... To settle his nerves.....
While she is sobbing quietly inside....
