It's a sweet bitterness on my tongue
A cold sweat above my brow
Sending chills down my spine
And it's all only mine
It's your grasp around my waist
Needy hands begging for more
Lips moving fast and desperately
You're tongue so elaborately
Tracing paths down my neck
Holding tightly to my palms
Bodies moving so rhythmically
Our bodies together physically
And before it falls off that cliff
Feels only as deep as lust gets
Our eyes interlock bodies slow
The kiss becomes sweet and bestows
A new sense that travels slowly
Flowing through blue pigment veins
Pumps from my heart through my toes
And I can tell my mind knows
That I'm falling into the unknown
My feet swept clean underneath me
Heart fluttering skipping beats
Hands grasping cool thin white sheets
And finally it becomes so clear
With a warm sense of invincibility
And yet so vulnerable like a dove
That this.... This has become love
Sweet love
By Volleybhorse (Got From Google)
He stood before the mirror with no expression, no feelings other than coldness inside his heart.
His molten chocolate eyes were blank, his face has no excitement of anywhere like a groom who would be thrilled and would be having like flying in happiness feeling off to be getting married.
All there in him was void. It is by his consent the marriage was fixed then why he is unable to enjoy his own wedding, why his heart is aching for something else, why his soul wants to jump out of him and reach to the place where it knows warmth resides, where his restlessness diminishes and peace engulfs him, where he would wish to live and die.
Anjali walked inside the room smiling brightly, reaching him she looked at him up and down noting with pride on how her brother looks handsome personified in Sherwani. Holding him by his shoulder 'Chotte, I'm so happy today. You will finally get married to your love'
Arnav, as in Arnav Singh Raizada, give her a fake smile which contained no enthusiasm compared to his sister's.
Anjali holding him by hand 'Come sit here; let me tie your sehra' leading him towards the recliner.
Arnav sat as said by Anjali and did not voice anything as she tied his sehra. Once done 'hmmm all the girl's out there heart will get broke today, poor them you will not be anymore a bachelor and will be married in few hours'
Dropping a kiss on his forehead, she laughed 'I'm so excited, let's move down, everyone is waiting to leave for wedding hall' Nodding at her he walked down along with her, and in few minutes with his family he set out of the house toward Hayatt Hotel where the wedding will be taking place.
Few hours later,
Pandit ji announced 'Now you are husband and wife'
Standing up along with his wife he went and took blessing of his Nani, Maami, and Maami while his sister and cousin brother Akash hugged him congratulating.
All were happy except him. He looked at his bride, why does he not feeling any happiness, he loves her, didn't he? Then why?
What is his heart wants? Does he not know? Yes, he knows but it is a forbidden for him but his heart.....his heart is pulling him towards the only source, to the only place at the moment, and like always he is unable to restrain and control himself.
Character's Name:
Arnav Singh Raizada
Khushi Gupta
Lavanya Kashyap
Rest are,
Anjali, Nani, Maami, Maama, Akash, and of course Aman (Arnav's right hand man).
There may be other's who will come in the story later.
So, Arnav is married. Whom do you think he got married to? and what does his heart wants?
To know more you have to keep reading the story.
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