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As Viyansh stepped into the room, he was met with a sight that took his breath away. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of white roses, their delicate petals adorning every surface, while the soft glow of candles cast a warm and romantic ambiance throughout the space.
His gaze was drawn irresistibly to the bed, where a breathtaking display of red roses awaited. Each bloom seemed to radiate with passion and desire, creating a striking contrast against the purity of the white surroundings. Strewn across the floor, petals formed a path, leading him towards the heart of the room.
But it was his wife, adorned like a vision of ethereal beauty, who truly captivated him. Draped in her red saree, she wore her wedding veil delicately over her head, the fabric gently obscuring her features like a veil of mystery. Sitting regally at the center of the bed, she exuded an aura of grace and allure, her presence akin to that of a newlywed bride awaiting her groom.
For Viyansh, the scene before him was nothing short of magical. The love and devotion evident in every detail filled his heart with an overwhelming sense of gratitude and adoration. In this moment, surrounded by beauty and wrapped in the embrace of his beloved wife, he felt truly blessed beyond measure.
As Viyansh stood at the threshold of the room, his senses overwhelmed by the breathtaking sight before him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of shock and confusion. This elaborate display of romance and intimacy was something he hadn't anticipated, at least not so soon.
Lost in a whirlwind of emotions, he remained rooted to the spot, his mind racing to comprehend the significance of it all. Despite understanding the underlying message behind the romantic gesture, he found himself grappling with a sense of disbelief.
Time seemed to stand still as he stood there, his thoughts consumed by the surreal scene unfolding before him. It wasn't until Vaidehi's gentle call broke through his reverie that he snapped back to reality, her voice pulling him from his thoughts and drawing him towards her.
Vaidehi: "Aap Puri raat vahi rehne Wale hai toh bata dijiye main so jati hu."
(If you're staying there all night, just let me know so I can go to sleep.)
As Viyansh approached Vaidehi, his heart filled with a tender mixture of awe and affection. Gently settling in front of her, he found himself captivated by her radiant beauty, every detail of her adornment adding to her enchanting allure.
His gaze drifted to her delicate feet, adorned with alta (a red liquid usually Indian women apply in their feet) and adorned with anklets that emitted a soft, melodic jingle as he tapped them lightly. The sight brought a smile to his lips, the sound of the anklets echoing the joy that danced in his heart.
With a gentle touch, he leaned forward to press a kiss to her feet, a gesture of reverence and adoration for the woman before him which baught a smile on her face. Removing her anklets with care, he set them aside, each movement infused with a tenderness that spoke volumes of his love for her.
His attention then shifted to her hands, adorned with intricate henna designs that spoke of timeless tradition and beauty. Taking her hands in his own, he pressed a kiss to her knuckles, his lips lingering in a silent homage to her grace and elegance.
Just as he was about to release her hand, her voice, soft and gentle, broke the silence, drawing his gaze back to her veiled visage.
Vaidehi: "Aapka naam toh dundhiye hathon me."
(Find your name in my hands.)
With a gentle smile playing on his lips, Viyansh tenderly turned Vaidehi's hand to admire the intricate patterns adorning her palm. As he traced his fingers over the delicate designs.
Viyansh: "I don't need to find them, it's on your ring finger of your left hand just below the wedding ring, because it's connected to your heart, isn't it?"
She smiled and nodded in agreement. He kissed her fingers before releasing her hand. With tender care, Viyansh lifted the veil that obscured his wife's radiant countenance, his heart skipping a beat as he beheld the breathtaking sight before him. Bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, Vaidehi appeared ethereal, her beauty illuminated by the flickering flames in the dimly lit room.
As he gazed upon her, Viyansh felt a surge of love and adoration wash over him, overwhelming him with a sense of awe and reverence. There she sat, his beloved wife, with closed eyes and a shy smile adorning her lips, her cheeks adorned with a natural blush that only served to enhance her exquisite features. Gazing upon his wife, he felt a surge of love and possessiveness wash over him. The vermillion in her hairline and the nuptial chain adorning her neck served as tangible reminders of their sacred bond, affirming that she belonged to him and him alone. In that moment, she was not just his wife but his bride, his cherished partner whom he vowed to love, pamper, cherish, and spoil for all eternity.
With a sweet smile adorning his face, Viyansh observed Vaidehi, his heart swelling with happiness at the sight of her. Despite her nervousness, her calm demeanor and serene expressions told a tale of readiness and willingness to surrender herself completely to him. He could sense the anticipation coursing through her, manifesting in the subtle changes in her breathing and the coolness of her hands.
Leaning in, he placed tender kisses on her forehead, then her closed eyes, and finally her soft cheeks, each gesture filled with tenderness and adoration. As he removed her earrings, he gently freed her from the confines of the veil, allowing her true beauty to shine forth unhindered. Throughout it all, her eyes remained shut, her lips curved into a serene smile, a silent affirmation of her trust and love for him.
He gently held her hands, tracing his fingers over her knuckles as he asked
Viyansh: "Please open your eyes, Jaana."
She complied with his request and opened her eyes, but her gaze remained averted, her face, ears, and even her neck flushed with shyness.
Viyansh: "Meri taraf dekhiye toh jaan."
(Look at me, sweetheart.)
As Vaidehi gradually lifted her lashes, her gaze met Viyansh's, who was already looking at her with a gaze filled with love and admiration. She couldn't help but be captivated by the sight of him, illuminated by the soft glow of the candles, which seemed to enhance his already handsome features.
Viyansh: "Ye sab kya hai?"
(What is all this?)
Vaidehi: "Aapko nahi pata kya??"
(Don't you know?)
Viyansh: "Look bachcha, I only tease you and flirt with you, nothing else. If you're doing this because meri baaton se aapko aisa laga ki I want this toh aisa nahi biwi. I can wait. Your nervousness is obvious, so please don't force yourself.
(because you thought I wanted it, that's not the case.)
With a tender smile, Vaidehi shifted closer to Viyansh, wrapping her arms around his neck in a gesture of closeness. Sensing her discomfort, he gently pulled her onto his lap, eliciting another smile from her. As she leaned in to peck his lips, her eyes locked with his in a direct, soulful gaze, conveying her feelings with a depth that words alone couldn't capture.
Vaidehi: "Ansh aapko Aisa sochne ki zarurat nahi hai and And I'm telling you for the last time, I'm never uncomfortable around you or with you. Aap mujhe sirf aur sirf safe aur loved feel karate hai uncomfortable nahi. And all this was my surprise for you because I want to move forward in our relationship. I want to take our relationship to the next level. I want to be yours in every sense, Ansh. Also I'm nervous because it's our first time."
(You only make me feel safe and loved, never uncomfortable. )
Throughout this moment, she maintained eye contact with him, providing him with reassurance as he didn't detect any hesitation in her gaze. Both of them were naturally shy, so Vaidehi had already blushed at the thought of expressing her feelings. Hearing her words, even Viyansh couldn't help but blush. Nevertheless, he was overjoyed that she wanted to deepen their relationship and felt grateful that she felt comfortable enough to share her feelings with him.
In the midst of their intense eye contact, a palpable heat began to rise between them, igniting a flame of desire that neither could deny. Their gazes locked in a silent exchange of passion and longing, each unwilling to break the spell that bound them together. Vaidehi sensed the intensity in Viyansh's gaze, his eyes growing darker and more intense with each passing moment, causing her to feel a rush of shyness wash over her.
Unable to withstand the intensity any longer, she acted on impulse, seeking solace in his embrace as she wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug. Viyansh, equally overcome by emotion, responded in kind, enveloping her in his arms with a tenderness.
Viyansh: "Did we just have eye contact? Did you let me look into your eyes? Isn't that the most intimate thing for you, Biwi?"
He tenderly caressed her bare back as they remained locked in their embrace, the intimate connection between them only growing stronger with each passing moment.
Vaidehi: "Yes, it is the most intimate thing for me, and I was able to maintain eye contact because I'm ready, Ansh. I'm completely ready to be yours. Har tarah se aapki ardhangini Banna chahti hu, banayenge na?"
(I want to be your partner in every way. Will you let me?)
With a gentle kiss on her neck, he expressed his response, all the while unclasping her waist chain, causing her breath to hitch with anticipation. Sensing her heightened state, he inquired once more, his voice filled with tenderness and concern.
Viyansh: "Are you sure about this, Biwi?"
Vaidehi: "I've never been more sure about anything in my life than I am today."
As Viyansh gently removed Vaidehi's waist chain and kept it with other jewelry, their embrace intensified, the warmth of their closeness enveloping them both. His lips traced delicate patterns along her neck, sending shivers down her spine, while his hand explored the bare expanse of her waist, his touch igniting a fire within her. With her hair swept to one side, his hand roamed freely along her back, the low-cut back of her blouse allowing him unrestricted access.
In the midst of their passion, their heavy breathing mingled in the air, a tangible testament to the desire that consumed them both. Yet, amidst the fervor, there was an unspoken understanding that tonight, they needed each other more than ever. As Viyansh began to move his hand towards her nuptial chain, preparing to remove it, Vaidehi's hand caught his, halting his movements. Their eyes met once again, this time filled with a mixture of affection, desire, and a silent plea for understanding.
Vaidehi: "Not this, please."
Viyansh: "As you say."
His lips tenderly met her forehead, and lost in the moment, they found themselves leaning closer to each other, their hearts beating in synchrony, drawn together by an irresistible force of love and desire. In the heat of the moment, their lips met in a passionate kiss, igniting a firestorm of desire between them. Lost in the intoxicating sensation of each other's touch, they surrendered to the irresistible pull of their love, their lips moving in perfect harmony. As the kiss deepened, their passion intensified, their bodies pressing closer together in a fervent embrace.
With a gentle flick of his tongue, Viyansh sought entry into Vaidehi's mouth, and she responded eagerly, parting her lips to welcome him. Their tongues danced in a sensuous duet, exploring every corner of each other's mouths with a fervor that left them both breathless.
In the midst of their passion, Viyansh gently maneuvered Vaidehi onto the bed, his body hovering over hers as their kisses continued, uninterrupted by the world around them. Lost in the bliss of their connection, they explored each other with an abandon that belied any stress or tension, their hearts beating as one in the throes of their shared ecstasy. As he trailed kisses down her neck, she offered herself to him completely, her trust and love evident in every sigh and shiver that escaped her lips.
As Viyansh tenderly moved his hands to remove Vaidehi's bangles, a few of them accidentally broke in the process. Yet, in the heat of their passion, neither of them paid any heed to the broken jewelry. With care and reverence, he then unpinned her saree, gently parting it from her chest, and pressed a tender kiss to the exposed skin. Lifting his head, he gazed upon Vaidehi's serene face, her eyes closed in bliss with a smile gracing her lips. Overwhelmed by the love and adoration he felt for her, Viyansh placed a series of tender kisses on her forehead, then her closed eyes, and finally her rosy cheeks. As he looked into her peaceful expression, he spoke softly, his voice filled with tenderness and affection.
Viyansh: "Even if you feel the slightest discomfort, you'll tell me or stop me, okay?"
As Vaidehi nodded and wrapped her arms around Viyansh's neck, pulling him closer in a tight embrace, he responded by tenderly tracing his lips along her exposed shoulder, each kiss imbued with a slow, sensual rhythm. The fabric of her blouse slipped down her shoulder, revealing more of her delicate skin to his fervent kisses.
In a seamless transition, Viyansh turned them over so that he was now laying on the bed with Vaidehi hovering over him. Her lips found their way to his neck, showering him with affectionate kisses as she tenderly explored the contours of his skin. With each kiss, she expressed her love for him, her devotion evident in the gentle caresses of her lips against his neck.
Meanwhile, her nimble fingers worked to undo the buttons of his kurta, each one coming undone with a soft click, revealing more of his chest to her gaze. In this intimate exchange of love and desire, they surrendered themselves to the bliss of each other's touch, their hearts beating as one in the throes of passion.
He moved his hand along her back, deftly untying the strings of her blouse and then unhooking it, his touch gentle yet firm, igniting a rush of anticipation between them.
As their clothes lay forgotten on the floor, Viyansh and Vaidehi found themselves wrapped in each other's embrace, cocooned in the soft embrace of the sheets. In the flickering light of the melting candles, their bodies entwined in a passionate union, their love igniting a fire that consumed them both.
As tears rolled down Vaidehi's cheeks and dampened the pillow beneath her, Viyansh tenderly kissed away her tears, his lips tracing a path of solace and reassurance. Whispering sweet nothings into her ears, he sought to comfort her.
In this tender moment of vulnerability and intimacy, they found solace in each other's arms, their love transcending the physical realm to touch the depths of their souls. And as the candles continued to melt away, their love burned ever brighter, illuminating the darkness with the radiance of their eternal bond.
Viyansh: "Don't worry, Jaana, I'll be gentle."
Vaidehi: "I trust you, Ansh."
He kissed her eyes once more, his lips tender against her skin, conveying his love and affection in that simple gesture.
Vaidehi: "I love you, Ansh."
Viyansh: "I love you too, Meri Jaan."
As the midnight hour approached, Viyansh and Vaidehi remained locked in a timeless embrace, their love transcending the boundaries of time and space. In the depths of the night, they experienced a profound connection, delving into the depths of their love, understanding, and care for each other.
Tonight, their bond had been strengthened by the trials of passion and intimacy, reaffirming their commitment to each other and their relationship. In the quiet moments of the night, they discovered new depths to their love, forging an unbreakable connection that would carry them through the trials and tribulations of life.
For Vaidehi, the presence of Viyansh in her life was nothing short of a blessing from above. In him, she found solace, companionship, and unwavering support, erasing all the grievances she once held towards the divine. With him by her side, she felt complete, her heart overflowing with gratitude for the gift of his love.
Similarly, Viyansh marveled at the transformative power of Vaidehi's presence in his life. She had liberated him from the shackles of guilt and regret, infusing his days with joy and happiness. In her, he found redemption and purpose, his heart brimming with gratitude for the light she had brought into his life.
As the last candle flickered and melted away, casting the room into darkness, Viyansh and Vaidehi found themselves enveloped in the soft glow of moonlight. In the tranquil embrace of the night, their love flourished, illuminated by the gentle radiance of the moon.
With only the moonlight to guide them, they surrendered to the depths of their passion, their souls intertwining in a timeless dance of love and desire. In this sacred union, they discovered a profound connection that transcended the physical realm, binding them together in a bond that was both timeless and eternal.
As the night bore witness to their union, bathed in the soft glow of moonbeams, Viyansh and Vaidehi surrendered themselves completely to the beauty of their love, lost in the blissful embrace of each other's arms. In this moment of sublime intimacy, they became one, their hearts beating in perfect harmony, united in the most loving and beautiful way.
Next morning,
As Viyansh gazed down at the sleeping form nestled against his bare chest, a sense of contentment washed over him. Despite the fatigue evident in her features, he couldn't help but marvel at the beauty that radiated from her delicate frame. Knowing that she belonged to him in every sense filled his heart with joy and gratitude.
He not only refers to her affectionately as "bachcha," (Baby) but he also deeply considers her sensitivity and delicacy. He was aware of his wife's sensitivity and delicate nature. Throughout the night, he was exceedingly gentle, mindful that it was their first time. He took care of her needs, ensuring her comfort and well-being. He cleaned both of them, changed the bedsheets, and tenderly dressed her in one of his shirts, while he himself wore comfortable sweatpants.
With her long hair spread out on the pillow and her henna-painted hands wrapped around his torso, she looked ethereal in the soft glow of dawn. Despite the smudged vermillion and the oversized shirt she wore, she was the epitome of beauty in his eyes.
As he tenderly caressed her cheek, eliciting a soft moan from her lips, he couldn't help but smile at the sight of her snuggling closer to him. With a heart full of love, he whispered softly to her.
Viyansh: "Biwi, get up, let's freshen up, have something to eat, and then you can rest."
Feeling her nuzzle closer, she hid her face in the crook of his neck, seeking comfort and warmth in his embrace.
Vaidehi: "Ummm, Ansh I'm tired."
He tenderly stroked her hair, his touch soothing and reassuring as they lay wrapped in each other's arms.
Viyansh: I" know bachcha, but pehle kuch kha lo phir araam kar lena please."
(I know, sweetheart, but let's eat something first and then you can rest, okay?)
As Vaidehi's eyes fluttered open, she found herself met with the warm gaze of Viyansh, his smile reflecting the tenderness in his heart. Memories of the intimate moments they shared the night before flooded her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a rush of shyness wash over her. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and in a reflexive gesture, she pulled the comforter up to cover her face, seeking refuge from his loving gaze.
Amused by her bashfulness, Viyansh gently tugged the comforter down, his chuckle filling the air with warmth. Despite her attempts to hide, she nestled closer to him, burying her face in the crook of his neck, seeking solace in his embrace. With a tender smile, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.
Viyansh: "Feeling shy, are we?"
She playfully hit his chest.
Vaidehi: "Don't tease me."
Viyansh: "When did I tease you?"
Vaidehi: "Whatever, let's not talk about it."
Viyansh: "Oh, you don't want to talk, you just want to repeat the actions, right?"
He gently turned her over and leaned over her, his eyes filled with tenderness as he gazed down at her.
Vaidehi: "Anshhhhh"
As Vaidehi whined and buried her face in her palm, Viyansh couldn't help but chuckle at her adorable antics. Gently, he moved her hands away from her face, his touch tender and affectionate. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he began peppering her face with soft kisses, each one eliciting a giggle from her lips.
Starting from her forehead, he trailed kisses down to her cheeks, then moved to her eyes, nose and finally planted a tender kiss on her lips.
Vaidehi: "Ansh bas bhi kijiye."
(that's enough.)
With a final kiss planted lovingly on her forehead, Viyansh shifted onto his side. With his assistance, she sat up and gathered her long hair into a bun.
Viyansh: "Heyy tumne kal saree kaise pehni jaan tumhe toh aati nahi hai na."
(Hey, how did you manage to wear the saree yesterday? You don't know how to, right?)
She smiled back at him.
Vaidehi: "Ha par aapko pasand hai na toh maine seekh li."
(Yes, but you like it, so I learned it for you.)
Viyansh: "Just for me??"
She kissed his cheeks.
Vaidehi: "Just for you, Mr. Hot back and sexy muscles."
Blushing, he looked away while she chuckled softly. Then, resting her head on his shoulder, she traced his abs with her hands and asked.
Vaidehi: "Gym nahi gaye aap aaj??"
(Did you not go to the gym today?)
Gently, he grasped her hand that was on his abs and replied.
Viyansh: "Nahi, actually raat me bahaut workout ho gaya na isiliye nahi gaya aaj."
(No, actually, I had a heavy workout last night, so I skipped it today.)
She blushed and withdrew her hand.
Vaidehi: "Bas bas, ready hona hai ab mujhe, I'm hungry now."
(I need to get ready now, I'm hungry.)
Viyansh: "I'm hungry too, shall we continue?"
At first, Vaidehi's expression betrayed her confusion, unsure of the underlying meaning behind Viyansh's words. However, as she noticed him leaning towards her with a playful glint in his eyes, she quickly caught on to his double entendre.
Reacting swiftly, she playfully pushed him away, her actions were met with a chuckle from Viyansh.
Vaidehi: "Shameless."
She murmured softly, and he couldn't help but chuckle. As she attempted to get up from the bed, she winced, feeling pain in her lower body. Without hesitation, he moved to her side, kneeling down in front of her and enveloping her in a gentle hug, soothingly rubbing her lower back to ease her discomfort.
Viyansh: "I'm so sorry bachcha, I'm sorry, I..."
She hugged him back tightly.
Vaidehi: "It's natural, Ansh, please don't be sorry."
As she rubbed his back, she sensed a certain something, prompting her to withdraw.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, please turn around."
Viyansh: "Why?"
Vaidehi: "Please, Ansh."
He turned around, and she noticed the scratch marks left by her nails on his back. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at him. Viyansh gently cupped her face in his hands.
Viyansh: "Kya hua bachcha??"
(What's wrong, sweetheart?)
Vaidehi: "Your ba..back has so many marks. I.. I had scratched your back. I'm sorry Ansh."
Between her hiccups, she managed to speak. He smiled at her innocence and embraced her once more.
Viyansh: "Just as the pain in your lower body is natural, this is natural too, meri jaan. You don't need to be sorry, mera bachcha."
Vaidehi: "But still, I can't see you in pain."
Viyansh: "It's not painful at all, meri jaan."
She broke away from the hug.
Vaidehi: "No, Ansh, promise me next time you'll intertwine your hands with mine so that I don't hurt you."
He felt the urge to laugh at her innocence, but managing to suppress it, he smirked and spoke.
Viyansh: "So you're already planning for next time?"
She realized her slip-up and blushed furiously, lowering her head. He couldn't help but laugh, earning a playful slap on his chest from his wife.
Vaidehi: "Maine kaha na aapse mat sataiye mujhe."
(I've told you not to tease me)
Viyansh: "Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Come on, I'll take you to the washroom."
She smiled and raised her hands, indicating for him to carry her. He lifted her into his arms and gently placed her on the slab.
Viyansh: "Brush your teeth, I'll prepare a hot bath for you."
She nodded in agreement, and he proceeded to fill the bath tub with warm water, adding a few drops of lavender oil for soothing her pain. He lifted her once more and carefully placed her in the bathtub.
Viyansh: "I'll use another bathroom; you just relax and call me when you're done."
She smiled as he left, but not before planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.
After some time, Vaidehi emerged from the washroom, clad in a light cotton Kurti and Palazzo set, exuding a sense of comfort and ease. Meanwhile, Viyansh had already freshened up in another washroom and was eagerly awaiting her return, perched on the couch. As soon as he caught sight of her, his face lit up with a radiant smile, and he bounded towards her, sweeping her up into his arms with effortless strength. Together, they made their way to their walk-in closet, where Vaidehi applied her moisturizer and lip balm, while Viyansh lovingly filled her hairline with vermilion. Once completed Viyansh gently guided Vaidehi to the bed, placing her down with utmost care. With a tender smile, he spoke.
Viyansh: "Wait for me; I'll bring you breakfast."
Vaidehi: "But aap sabko kya bolenge why I'm having breakfast in the room?"
(what will you tell everyone)
Viyansh: "Just relax bachcha, I'll handle it. Just wait for me; I'll be back."
She smiled as he made his way to the door. Pausing there, he spoke.
Viyansh: "Jaana listen."
Vaidehi: "Jiii"
(Yes)
Viyansh: "Since you said I'm shameless, from now onwards, please don't expect me to stay away from you. I hope you know what I mean."
He was just teasing her, but she playfully threw a pillow at his face, which he skillfully dodged, causing him to burst into laughter and her to blush. He tossed the pillow back onto the bed and headed downstairs to get her breakfast.
Downstairs, he reassured everyone that she was only experiencing a mild headache from fasting the day before. After feeding her breakfast and having his own meal alongside her, he gently suggested that she lie down.
He covered her with the duvet and joined her under it, letting her snuggle into his chest. Gently lifting her kurti, he began massaging her lower abdomen with oil. Once he finished, he noticed she had fallen asleep. He carefully placed her teddy bear in his spot, kissed her forehead, and quietly left for the office, leaving a note for her on the side table.
Viyansh's note: "You are not going to do any work today, understood? I'm aware it's Saturday, our special day, but I've got something planned, so don't worry about coming up with any ideas. You're meant to rest all day. I'll be back soon. Bye, Meri Jaan. Love you."
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