She barged in, looked around, found him sitting on the couch, some files in his hands as usual.
She came and stood in front of him.
"Rajveer sir.....mujhe aapko kiss karna hai. Abhi."
He looked at her, amused and surprised, brows narrowed, eyes wide.
Was this the same Naina who hadnt spoken to him for a week, out of embarrassment, after she had confessed that she loved him?
Raj ( getting up) : Kya?
A slight frown came over her face.
Naina (irritatedly) : I said, mujhe kiss kijiye, abhi.
Raj looked towards the open door, afraid someone might hear, then walked to shut and bolt it, before returning to face her.
This is looking interesting, and he sure didnt want any interruptions.
Raj : Naina...
He began, uncertainly...
Naina (sitting on the couch in a huff) : Aapko pata hai, Pooja hamesha brag karti rehti hai...about Ali..
His eyes went wider. He didnt knew this aspect of Ali.
He sat down beside her, highly amused.
Raj : To...kya karna hai?
He asked with a wink....thanking Pooja in his heart....which was doing a jig currently.
Naina got up, huffing.
Naina : Kitni baar bolu?
Raj stood up too, an amused expression on his face, comming in front of her, maintaining eye contact.
He started comming nearer.
As soon as he came near enough, her bravado disappeared.
He could see she had gotten jittery, unsure about this demand of hers.
Mentally laughing at his cute indecisive love, he snaked his arm around her waist, pulling her closer, anticipating that she was planning to escape.
She gasped, resting her palms flat on his chest, to maintain some distance, as his nearness was intoxicating to her.
Naina : S..sir..wo..main..
Wo..mujhe jana hai...
Raj (huskily, purposely scaring her with a lusty expression.) : This wont take much time..
Naina was sweating by now.
"S..sir..plz..mujhe imp kaam hai.."
She tried pushing him slightly, trying to escape from his arms.
He tightened his hold on her, pushing her towards the wall by walking ahead, so that she was forced to walk backwards, because of him.
Soon her back hit the wall, and he trapped her between himself and it, and started comming nearer to her, looking at her lips.
She squirmed, and dropped all pretense of bravado, closing her eyes, mentally cursing Pooja, and also herself.
Naina(to herself) : Oh no oh no...Sir to maan gaye..ab kya karu....how can I kiss him..he is my teacher....
How will I face him after this..
She opened her eyes slightly, to find him extremely near, his breath on her cheeks...
Involuntarily, her hands balled into fists, grabbing his shoulders through his shirt....mesmerized by his nearness..staring at him with eyes full of innocent anticipation
Raj sensed her reluctance going down...
Smiling, he raised her chin with one finger, then cupped her face, steadying it...finally pressing his lips on hers gently....
She felt his warm mouth on hers, the warmth of his hand resting on her waist pulling her closer....
His muscular shoulders hard beneath her balled fists...
His cologne clogging her senses..
And in no time, not knowing how, she started responding...
Raj did not turn the kiss too deep, ending it soon..
He looked at her reddened face, eyes not meeting his...breathing heightened..
Still caged in his arms...
Raj pulled her in an embrace, caressing her back..calming her...
Naina's pov (two versions fighting)
I am engulfed in his arms...he is so warm...
This feels soo amazing....
Shut up Naina...you shouldn't be doing this...he is your teacher....how will you face him in class after this?
But..if he is doing this..it must be ok...
He never does anything above his limits..
Thinking this, Naina let herself be crushed closer to him....
Oh god...he is so...muscular...
I wonder how he will look without a shirt ...how will it feel to..
Oh shit..what am I thinking...It has started...I was right...I should leave...
Scared by her own thoughts, she pushed him lightly...trying to get out of his embrace.
He did not stop her this time, smiling as she looked at him once, shyly, and ran out....
