...... We were strolling around the army museum..... Basically I was strolling and he was dragging me through....
Too excited about narrating me the little stories behind all those memoirs and ruins.... His eyes twinkling like gems....
I had always been a novice... When it comes to history and army.... My reasons of joining army were different altogether
But he was a soldier by heart....
Passionate, loyal...
As he dragged me through the corridors while all the while he was explaining me the origins and meanings of warfare equipments..... With a sense of pride...
My eyes were glued on him.... His childlike excited face... His fluttering lashes... His passionate body language..
He was indeed a blessing... And i was smitten so badly that the fact he brought me to a museum on our second date didn't seem to bother me much...
And even if it did.... At the slightest....h ear to ear smile..he passed as he assumed that i really liked the view..... Would melt my heart in a minute.....
He didn't know that its the narrator i find more attractive than the story....
Later on...
"well... I thought you would think i m crazy... To have brought you here...on our date..... I hope you weren't bored..."
He looked genuinely worried.. And so adorable.... While he stammered.... As he spoke.
That i wanted to kiss his tanned lips... .... That very moment...
But then i was surprised at the content of my own thoughts.....
We weren't there yet.... God knows what he would think... When he comes to know what i think about him all the time... He is my teacher.... For god sakes...
I shrugged myself out.. As its been almost a minute i have been staring at him starry eyed.
And its started to get a little creepy.. I need to reply...
"no... Not at all.... I loved it... I m so glad we came here...".
That wasn't even half untrue... I meant it....
We spent whole afternoon talking about random things.... Exploring shimla.... And eachother's company....
And its the seventh time i wonder.. If i could hold his hand or not...
His fingers brushing against mine..... Quite often....
And he gives a shy smile each time that happens....
I summed up enough courage to entwine his fingers with mine... They were strong and rough and slightly squarish against mine... ... Yet most secure.... Haven like...
He didn't look at me... As we walked around holding hands.... But a little smile curled up on his lips...
I could tell....
He rubbed hus thumb against the back of my hand.... And all those butterflies fluttering in my stomach... Now started a chaos...
The act was rather sensual.... Intimate...
We sat in a cozy restaurant....having lunch
"its looks amazing... I should try this...." he
Leaned a little closer.... And licked a bit of ice-cream.... From mine...
His hair brushed against my face...
As he approached unalarmed...
"umhh....why didn't you order one for yourself.... I hate sharing icecream.." i frowned...
But my lips went from a pout to an o.... As he wiped them with his thumb... Without asking...
His thumb traced along the length.... Of my lips.... As they shivered.... And so did my fingers...
My eyes traced the path... His fingers were travelling.....
While he enjoyed... Teasing those trembling poor things..... As his lips shifted in a smirk....
His face so close to mine...
He whispered...
"your icecream tastes a lot better...."
He whispered playfully.
. As i frowned.
But much to my surprise... He didn't stop there...
"i wonder... If i could take another bit" he whispered...
I looked at my icecream.which would have dropped down by now.... As my trembling fingers.... Could no longer endure the torture being inflicted on them by his as he held the icecream near my lips...
What happend after that was blisfully unreal..
He guided the desert to settle it down on my lips.... And leaned closer...
And god knows when his hand went behind my waist as he pulled me close...
His breath fanning my cheek....
I closed my eyes.... And held his strong shoulders.... As his surprising attack.... Had disturbed my equilibrium... And my feet no longer supported my body weight...
His muscles strong and taut...
His warm skin.... I felt against his blue shirt....
His musky cologne..
His intense eyes...
I felt for a moment... That i would die of ecstasy if i don't shut my eyes...
And i did...
To feel another sweet shock of my life...
His lips on mine.... Then his tongue....
Licking his share of icecream....
That raunchy feeling.... As he pecked them.
Lightly at first..
And soon my lip was in his arrest
.. I fidgeted out of naive anxiety.... But his grip was strong.... His lips sucking mine felt like wet creamy delightful desert...
I had no idea how to respond.... While he tugged on my lip... His teeth digging the flesh.... And the roughness... Was unexpected.....
I was completely taken aback... At his move...
While he seemed to be enjoying every bit of my anxiety....
And if the torture inflicted.... On my lips by his teeth and tongue wasn't enough....
His fingers were the culprit too....
Running restlessly against my waist...
And i shuddered as i felt them making their way inside it on my skin...
His cold fingers pinching my waist.... As i was trapped between him and the pillar....
I moaned... And it did the needful... As next moment i felt his tongue exploring mine... Tangling it.... Exploring my mouth....
And all i could do was to hold him tight as he was profoundly focused on tasting his share of desert... While i was trying to learn a way to get back my share of icecream... The next time he steals it..
With full dedication....
And we were lost in a surreal bliss...
As his mouth left mine.... And i caught my breath....
He smirked...
And i blushed...
His face glowing like a lantern....
While his eyes glued to mine....
I lowered my gaze.... Blushing profusely.... For some weird reason...
"i love chocochip by the way...." he teased...
And i hit him on his chest.... And hide myself in that safe haven... Of his sturdy arms...
While my heart still lingered... Enjoying ecstasy of that first kiss....
Poor ice-cream.... Was left unattended... As my gluttony for deserts had been more than satisfied....by him.
