TREASURES AND THORNS

Chapter 63

"I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think."
- Rumi

Dedicated to my dear friend Habiba Yunusa Hakimi who got married today...Baarakallaahu laka, wa baaraka 'alayka, wa jama'a baynakumaa fee khayrin🙏😘

< Bonded souls >
OMNISCIENT

UNEDITED

The only sound that could be heard was the silent electronic sound of the air conditioner as it blasted cool air in to the room. The two occupants were both lost together in  a promising new world.  As they lay on the King size bed, chest to chest, a beautiful knot about to be tied. Ahmad stopped abruptly, forcing his eyes to open, they met with her innocent ones staring back at him questioningly. The bedside lamp shone on her face giving it a tanned look, she wore no make up yet she looked more beautiful than he had ever thought.

“Are you sure about this?” He questions, his voice low and hoarse. A finger gently stroking the sides of her chin.

She stares at him blankly for some seconds, his heart beat raced. What was he thinking just barging in to her room, stuttering like a drunkard in the night.

“Make me yours,” she whispers. He only caught it because he was still in close proximity to her. The words coupled with the determined look he saw in her eyes convinced him. Although a part of him wished he hadn’t sprung the whole thing up on her so…suddenly.

He whispers the designated prayer urging her to say it after him.

“Tell me when you want me to stop. ”

He seals it all with a mind blowing kiss seconds after she nods. A hand finds its way to the lamp and turns it off. The two moved with the grace of ballet dancers, slowly, swiftly, carrying each other along as though they had been trained for it. They moved in sync with each other, communicating the sweetest most powerful messages without word being uttered. In that moment, the mansion itself felt non existent, too plain. They must have been in heaven. When finally free of her light clothing, Rukkayya shivered at every touch, so excruciating yet rewarding. Every passing pleasurable moment made  the remaining functional part of his brain fear being too harsh on her. He fought for control while still getting lost in her. When their souls finally met with a sharp thrust she cried out reminding him of everything he had initially feared.  With a tight hold on her hands, an unspoken promise of protection, and a gentle yet demanding kiss muffled her cries reminding her that they were in it together. Through thick and thin to stand by her side, to witness many dimpled smiles and cute pouts. As planned, his attempts made it easier for her. After it all, his warm and masculine chest held her firmly as she silently cried finding peace in his silent embrace, till the unconsciousness stole them both away cheek to cheek.