Tada!

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It's been a month since the arrival of their Angels in their house and they decided that they would name their angels today.

Shivaay smiled as he walked into the room and saw Anika breastfeeding his princess. Sitting beside them, He picked up their Billu in his arms and pecked his nose.

"Aren't you hungry, Billu?" Shivaay purred, gazing into his sons eyes and the baby smiled, blinking his eyes, tracing Shivaay's face with his little fingers.

"No, I just fed him." Anika replied, rocking their angel in her lap, feeding her. Shivaay smiled at them and side hugged her.

"Well, I'm hungry too." Shivaay whispered, leaning towards her, gazing at her plump lips. She shoved his away, glaring at him.

"Shivaay, Have some shame atleast when we are with our children." Anika rebuked, caressing their princess head.

"So what? They know that their dad is very Romantic unlike their Mom." Shivaay retaliated, patting their Billu's head, tenderly.

"Haww! Baggad Billa. I'm romantic and you know it better." She retorted, pulling off her bosom from their princess mouth and buttoned her top.

Shivaay giggled and picked up his princess, brushing his nose with her. The baby, blinked her eyes, smiling at her father.

"Well, You aren't romantic but you're my junglee billi, a desperate one. Right Angel?" He asked, kissing the baby's forehead, drawing a giggle from the Baby.

"Why are you spoiling my Princess, shivaay? And yea, I was never a desperate one Okay? But you are definitely one." She growled, stepping down the bed. Shivaay let out a chortle and laid down his sleeping babies on the bed.

"Babe, I was just kidding and yea, help me select my dress for today's ceremony." He placated, back hugging her, spooning her in his embrace.

She smiled and turned towards him, pecking his lips. Circling her hands around his neck, She gazed into his eyes.

"Just wear whatever you want, Shivaay. You look all dashing and dapper my hubby." She commented, tracing her fingers on his stubble,  caressing it.

"Ahhan? Well then, Should I help you?" He asked, kissing her knuckles, threading his fingers through her soft locks. She nodded, winking at him.

Leaning towards her, He blew his peppermint breath on her lips making her close her eyes in glee. Brushing his lips with her, he captured her lips.

Sucking her lower lip, his hand cupped the back of her neck, yanking her closer to him. She moaned against his mouth as his teeth scraped her lips and she gasped letting him invade her warm canal, caressing and devouring it with his tongue.

They parted, resting their foreheads together while their breaths mingled making it more erotic for them. They were in need of eachother but couldn't make love to eachother as they were warned by the doctor, not to make out for an year after the babies birth and Shivaay was adamant about waiting till she gets better.

He looked away as he gauged the wave of desire flicker in her honey brown orbs. Kissing her forehead, He walked to the wardrobe, controlling his raging hormones which couldn't resist her.

She sighed sadly, cursing the doctor under her breath for warning something like this. She knew his unquenchable thirst and hunger for her. She tried seducing him but he would never compromise with her health and he assured that he would wait.

"Darling, Wear this. You would be slaying tonight." He chided, picking up a cream coloured chiffon Saree. She frowned and walked up to him.

"But what's the use? My husband isn't making love to me anymore." She complained, pouting at him and he heaved a breath.

"Babe, it's for your health, Just for eleven months, more." He assured, pecking her pout. She scrunched her nose and averted her gaze, grabbing the Saree from him.

"And yea, Please wear the dark green kurti which I gifted you." She said nonchalantly, dooming into the washroom and he grimaced in melancholy.

After making themselves presentable for the ceremony, the walked down stairs with their adorable munchkins in their arms.

"Aww, My Princess." Rudra cooed, picking up their princess in his arms and the baby flashed her khidkhithod smile to her chachu, warming his heart.

Bhavya picked up the baby boy in her arms, making funny faces, drawing a giggle from the baby while Shivaay and Anika sat down in their respective places.

Rudra and Bhavya laid down the babies in the decorated crib as the Priest started chanting mantras.

"What would like to name the babies as?" The priest as, muttering some mantras under his breath and Shivaay glanced at Anika.

"The Babie's Rudy Chachu will name them." Anika declared, brining a smile on Shivaay's and Om's face. Rudra smiled as his eyes moistened and his respect and love towards his Bhabhi is increasing day by day.

Picking up the Baby boy in his arms, he kissed his forehead and gazed into his oceanic blue eyes.

"Ishaan. My Champ's name will be Ishaan Singh Oberoi. " He uttered, naming the child and laid down the baby in Shivaay's  arms.

Shivaay and Anika, hugged Ishaan and whispered his name in his ears for three times. Om and Gauri smiled, rocking Gaurav in their arms.

"And My Princess name will be Sunaina. Sunaina Singh Oberoi." He chirped, naming his princess and Shivaay smiled at his Angel's name.

Whispering her name in her ears, Shivaay laid her down in his lap, rocking her and Sunaina fiddled with his father's buttons, smiling cheekily at him.

"Aww, Rudy Bhaiya. The names are so cute." Gauri commented, lulling Gaurav to sleep in her embrace and Bhavya nodded.

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Precap: Shivaay and Anika moments with their Babies.

Much love,
Harshu.