His inner monologues. (Part-2)“At least the weather is having its way.” With his eyes tightly closed, he inhaled. “Seems like it's going to rain tomorrow.”A sudden thought racked his brain. Or rather, a quote that struck a chord. “Life is tragic when seen close-up but comedic when seen from afar.” Which was true. There was no humour when he let it engulf him entirely. Because one's pain is another's happiness. He puffed, opening his eyes.The weather was truly romantic today. The slight cold wind touched his bare arms; it soothed him. “Oneday, maybe when you're happy in my company, I'll take you here whilst we watch the stars as you continue to chatter.” The thought was far fetched, but he hoped for it to come true—not now but one day. With such height where he stood, everything looked way too small. He chortled, bringing the second most prized possession towards his parted lips: Treasurer, aluminium old. Of course the first being—her, he guffawed as he put the cigarette to his li
One of his memories of the past. (Part-1) Next morning. Back to his Study room, In the office. Something never changes with time as well. Now, is it? Even after she had grown up into a fine young lady, her behaviour is still similar to the child he knew from back then, from time to time on some points. At least she acts more mature than her kid brother. He joked. He shook his head in light motion, referring to a certain someone who had impossibly liquid eyes with glamorous features bestowed on a small face. He was somewhat glad though that she wasn't that much of a kid from back then. A little mature, she had become after that inevitable accident. Remembering her angry eyes brought another one of his rarest smiles to his face once again. Lately, he was smiling rather every time he thought of her. Uzair, while sipping water from the bottle, mused about their time together when abruptly a certain euphoric nostalgia hit him hard. He didn't blink as he reminisced with an awash
Memories. (Part-2) “Then are you implying you were lying to me just now?”“N-no, I was not,” she grumbled. With that being said, she lifted her eyes to look at him with her eyes being wide and glassy. “You—you won't understand!” She choked out. “And what makes you come to that conclusion on your own?”“No one understands me!”“Hm. Is that so?”She nodded her head. “So you are agreeing with me that you lied. Don't you? You have always been a bad liar, little bird. What makes you certain I cannot catch that little lie that you spouted out through that small mouth of yours?” “I am not lying!”“Sure you aren't.”“I am not!” She was adamant. “It's just...” She trailed. “Yes?” He pushed her into telling her what was so bothering her to this point. “Y-you really think that I am lying?”“Of course.” Hence, she shut up, throwing a last burning glare at him without any retaliation. Concealing his grin, he stood there wordlessly. Waiting patiently for her to start talking because he knew
Memories. (Part-3) “It's nothing you should be worried about. Anyways, are you ready to see it?” “Yes!” “Hmm. But you don't seem very excited to me.” “I am! I am!” Giggling, she jumped up and down to make him show how happy she was to receive the gift. “Is it in my room already?” He nodded unsteadily while taking his time. “It is. It has been waiting for you for a long time now.” Grasping his mammoth hand in her much smaller ones, she tugged his hand in the direction of her room as she enthusiastically dragged him away with her to the said room to see the new big teddy bear—her grumpy bear had brought for her. Just for her alone. Then and there, her happiness knew no bounds as she jumped in her way to reach hastily in her room for the gift present there. He could see how giddy she was feeling. "Calm your little butt down, energetic bird!" He chortled out wholeheartedly on their way. “Otherwise you're going to trip and fall as usual.” On cue, she took a trip, but he saved her
27— Her inward unwind. “Everything's changed. You said for a reason.What'd be yours when lying to my face with emotions laid barely honest?Was it easy for you to manipulate people?Or was it just IWho fell for your innocent acts?”— Saumya TripathiMature theme ahead."Finally, after weeks, he's back home.” Muttering under her breath, she softly inhaled the underside of her wrist, sniffing the perfume that he liked, a natural scent made from the wildflowers with a faint touch of grass in it. She couldn't help but bask in her own happiness while humming a soft tune by Bryan Adams. Look into my eyes.You will see what you mean to me.Search your heart; search your soul.When you find me there, you'll search no more.Don't tell me it's not worth trying for.You can't tell me it's not worth dying for.You know it's true. You know it's true.Everything I doI do it for you.It was the most relatable song she could find because each word hit the chord in her heart about how deep and me
An indecent wish. “Hmmm,” she hummed. “What a wild ride it was,” something tingled between her thighs. Her cheeks were the brightest shade of red by now. Putting her rather cold hands on the cheeks, she tried to turn down the flaring heat from them. “Right now, it's a wish, but someday in the future it will be the truth, which I will claim as mine and mine alone.”Placing her hand on her bosom, she squeezed it rightly. “I promise you will always be a priority to me, Uz,” she mused to herself. “Only you and you alone.”Holding a proud smile on her breathtaking, angular visage, she felt a gust of wind passing through her. She shivered slightly due to the light cloth she chose to wear. The night of their intercourse was something she was keen to recreate again. When he fucked her raw, it was nothing the way she envisioned. It was more than that. Her mind revealed the feeling of carnal desire. Of their carnal desire. She lived in it like a moth to the burning fire, which only he could
Her craving. Mature theme ahead.“It is now your time to take responsibility. I can't let you off this easily when I finally have the chance to make you mine, Uz,” murmuring mostly to herself with that determination in mind, she barged inside. “It is about time you make amends for good.”The dark, heavy door of his aristocratic office-study opened as the soft paddling of feet approaching in his direction was heard. His ears got titled in the direction of their own accord. He couldn't help it. He was made to be a predator that was bound to prey on the weak for their survival. In his case, for unexpected danger and implications of sudden, unprecedented situations, to be precise. Similarly, sensing the presence of another, his ears perked up instantly as they picked up the sound to observe. It didn't take him long to decipher what it was, or rather, who it was. Since then and there, he knew it was her by the way she walked. More likely by the sounds of her feet, to be more precise. Afte
Obscene intent. “Uh?” Blinking twice, coming down from her sexual heights of imagination, she gaped and then tried to gulp her indecent musing. Taking a while to consolidate her thoughts, she cleared her throat while she looked at him watching her with an impassive face. “I asked if you wanted something.”“No, I just came to ask if you were free..” She trailed, wandering her eyes at his large desk, which was filled with mountains of paperwork at every little distance. “Why?”Inhaling a soft sigh, she brought a sparkle into her eyes. With a smile on her gorgeous face, she started, biting her lower lip while watching him under her large, curved lashes. "I need to go shopping, Uz,” she purred basically. “Di, isn't here, nor is anyone else. I need lingerie ASAP!” She paused to deduce any emotions on his face, leaving hints for him to grasp. Since he was the one that tore that thing apart. She gulped excitedly for his reactions. “Can you, please, take me with you to the mall? I won't us