It was a Monsoon Day. The pitter-patter of the rain was evident outside the window. But not even the sound of rain was allowed to disturb the silence of someone's study. There was a pin-drop silence inside. Near the full-length window, sitting on a large, expensive sofa, a handsome man was leaning with his eyes closed.
Bangs of his dark black hair were resting on his face, giving him a charming aura. He had dark brown eyebrows, thin pink lips, and a perfect chin, his one hand on the arm set while he was inclined back with his closed eyes. He had been in the same posture for the past 20 minutes. In the entire study, only his steady breathing could be heard.
He was oblivious to the fact that a particular someone was peeping at him through the door to his library this entire time.
At the door,
A girl was leaning with only her face visible from the insides of the study. She had big black eyes, long and heavy eyelashes, with her long ink-black hairs. She was wearing a silver nose ring, golden earrings, and a mangalsutra* was hanging on her neck. Her red clothes were visible a little as she was leaning 90 degrees with her head.
She had a naughty grin on her face. Looking at the man fast asleep on the sofa, she giggled inwardly. 'Lately, it had become harder and harder to pull tricks on him.' she thought. Thinking of grabbing this perfect chance, she sprinted towards the living room to fetch something. After few minutes, she came back with her hands folded behind her back and started moving towards him, tip-toed with her mischievous grin. Just like a sly fox she was!
When she finally reached near him, she brought her hands forward, which had embraced a pair of scissors. She had planned to cut some of his beautiful bangs today and later storing them as her victory memorial. 'They are going to grow up again anyway!' she thought and brought her hands forward. Just as her hands were about to reach his hairs, the man opened his eyes. He gazed right at her eyes deeply.
Somya's heart skipped a beat at this. Intending to escape, she quickly turned around, hiding the scissors in her hands, and started walking.
Varun looked at this little fox who was trying to escape now. 'What does she think she is doing?' She was wearing a red-saree* that is Varun's favorite. From the backside, Varun stared at her perfect figure that is thick at the right parts. Just like an hourglass!
He extended his hands towards her lazily, and a fine-silver thread appeared and wrapped itself around Somya's waist. Somya had a sensitive body, so she got startled by this and looked down quickly only to find out a thread tied around her waist. She tried moving but to no avail. She turned back to glare at the Devil who tied her. Varun returned her stare lazily. Somya bit her lips in frustration and started trying to free herself from the thread.
Looking at her beautiful face, which has a frown now and biting her lips, Varun felt himself lost in her. Her beautiful milky waist was out for a show to him because of her saree. Although a saree is purely an everyday wearing garment, sometimes it gives an erotic appearance due to the amount of exposure it has. That is the reason why Varun loves to see Somya wearing a saree every day.
With a slight pull, he dragged her to his clutches. Sitting on his lap, Somya was dumbfounded.
"Lemme go!" she pouted, showing her pink-plump lips.
"How could I, Sweetheart? It was clearly you who came to tease me. I am just returning the favor to you," he said while resting his chin on his knuckles.
"But I didn't even succeed!" she protested while again trying to jump up from his lap.
"It doesn't matter...Now, tell me Sweetheart, how long had it been since I have last eaten you?" He started groping her waist.
Somya felt sparks of electricity coming from her waist, and complained, "Hey, dirty-Devil, did you forget that I am still on my periods?"
"Oh really? Then why can't I smell any blood on you?"
Somya gulped as her lie has seen through.
"Darling, my waist is feeling sore from the pain. Let me go, please," she said seductively, blinking twice. A new sweet aroma got spread in the air around them.
Varun's pupils dilated for few seconds as if he got hypnotized but soon came back to normal. He chuckled and said, "Sweetheart! Don't play with fire! Pulling your little tricks will only make you suffer more rounds," he got up while carrying Somya princess-style in his arms.
Somya kept begging him, but he just turned a deaf ear to her pleas. Somya blushed at his shamelessness. She can't deny the fact that she likes him being shameless so much that she intentionally teases him as much as she can.
Please read the Author's Note!