Hell had broke loose at the Oberoi Mansion. They were generally very peaceful people despite being of a little bickering nature. But today, there was war. When Ishana Kapoor Omkara's ex-girlfriend and now a very good friend pays visit things go a little heated.

It all started one evening as the youngsters of the family sat chatting with Ishana and her husband Vikram. Specifically, when Ishana made a comment saying that she had learned to cook Italian and could give competition to Omkara at it. An impressed Omkara casually appreciated it and more her efforts to learn cooking her husband's favorite cuisine. But the comment meant only for Ishana had been taken seriously by his wife.Gauri could never make Italian, which happened to be Omkara's favorite too, perfectly. She always messed it.

That night in their room Omkara was perplexed, unable to figure out why his wife had a bitter mood, he probed investigation.

"Gauri, what's up with you? Why are you ignoring me?"

Gauri shot him a sharp look. "Really? You think I am dumb? I saw what you were doing there."

" Doing what?" He asked dumbfounded.

"You were taunting me. Everyone knew it." She threw his shirt that she had been folding.

"Gauri, that is my favorite shirt!"

"Go ask Ishana to fold it anyway she is so good at doing anything if she makes up her mind to do it. " she scowled repeating his compliment. Taking her clothes she walked to the closet to place them in.

"Oh.." Omkara grinned. "Something is burning. My wife is jealous." He walked up to where she stood and engulfed her in a back hug.

"My foot will be jealous."She spoke pushing away his arms and then turned to face him. "I am not 'jealous', FYI." She air quoted the jealous word using her fingers.

He tilted his head and scrutinized her eyes. Holding her wrist he pulled her with all his might resulting in her body colliding with his. She stared at him slightly widening her doe shaped eyes. Here, she was hurt by what he had done down there, hours ago and he was seducing her. He quickly twisted her hands behind her back and kissed her cheek. "You look cute when you're jealous. And smell of fire." He carelessly pressed his lips over the nape of her neck.

Gauri pressed her lips into a straight line trying not to react to that seductive playfulness he was displaying. "Omkara, leave me." She spoke in a crisp tone.

"God you have no freaking clue how hot you sound. " he tilted his head nibbling at her neck. She tried dodging away, but it only gave him better access.

"Om!" She groaned frustrated at her husband's doings. She didn't know what she was frustrated at his taunts as she perceived it or the fact that she was melting in his hold. His tongue flicked over her collarbone and she trembled trying to free her hand. His hold was too firm for her to slip through. Their bodies pressed together only made the moment hotter. Gauri bit her lower lip trying to test her self control. Soon, his lips reached hers and his skilled tongue made it's way inside her mouth.

In a few fleeting seconds, Gauri was kissing him back madly. He let go of her hands and cupped her face tilting it to deepen the kiss. Her now free hands found their way into his hair. She tugged at his hair pressing her body against his. He groaned abruptly breaking their kiss. Gauri bit his lower lip in frustration.

"Have you ever kissed her like this before?" Gauri asked in between her breaths. Jealousy evident in her raspy voice.

"Never." He responded, staring at his wife a little taken aback by her question. He felt her arms glide down his back and then rest on the band of his track pants. They moved to his front touching him sinfully seductively. "Has she touched you like this?" She whispered taking her lips close to his ears. He was astounded at her jealousy. She was like a hot raging fire. Her hand on his crotch didn't help. He pushed her against the wall pinning her hands on the wall. "What's got into you Gauri?" He whispered in her ears rubbing his nose against her neck. Frustrated at not getting the answer to her question Gauri bit on his earlobe. "Answer me."

Omkara was enjoying his wife's boldness but not her inquiry. His ego didn't allow him to let her dominate. The two could compete. He ignored her question and bent his head his mouth biting down at her neck proceeding downward. He freed her left hand to undo the damned buttons of her night suit. He preferred her in nighty. She tried pushing his hand away but he was quick and glanced at her like a predator. He pinned her wrist back against the wall and stared at her nude front. His lips parted as he took in a deep breath staring at her beautiful mounds. His mouth was quick to reach where his eyes had feasted seconds ago. She moaned as a wave of pain twisted with immense pleasure rocked her senses. Heat radiating downwards to he core of her femininity.

"Leave my hands, please." She breathed feverishly aching to touch her man. He let go of her hands. Her hands wrapped around his shoulder. She buried her face in the wide expanse of his chest. "Answer Omkara. Please." He shut his eyes in frustration and carried her and moved to their bed. She stared at him and he knew she wouldn't let it go. "We did make out.." he sighed rolling away from her and lay beside her. "But it was not this hot. Yes, I did kiss her, but not like the way I kiss you. I did touch her, but not like I touch you."

Tears pricked Gauri's eyes. She however didn't turn to him. She was not blind, she could see the chemistry between her husband and his ex. Still hot with whatever transpired between them she lay silent catching her breath.

"Ask me the difference." He sighed.

"I don't want to know." Gauri replied turning away. A tear rolled down her cheek.

"Gauri I love you. I don't care about breathing when I kiss you. When we make out, it's love that we make. When I touch you, it's...it is different Gauri. I am not touching a woman, I am touching my other half." He closed his eyes an then turned towards her hugging her from behind. "Gauri, I did have a past. We all do. But you're my present and my future. It's just you and me, the world can go to hell. I understand your jealousy..."

"No you don't." Gauri exclaimed her voice high pitched, turning around to face him. "What if I told you I had a boyfriend who touched me like you did. You'd kill him."

His jaw tightened, "I will cut off every tie I have remaining with Ishana." He met her eyes.

"No. Just finish what you started." She muttered staring at him.

"What?" He asked baffled slightly nervous about what she meant.

She rolled over him. "Prove it. The difference. Make love to me." She cried burying her face in his chest. "I can't when you cry like that!" He sighed wrapping his arms around her comforting her. "I am sorry Gauri, If I could change the past.."

"You can't and I don't want you to." She sighed getting off him. She sat up buttoning her shirt. She got off the bed and wore her slippers.

"Where are you going?" He asked sitting up.

"Kitchen." She muttered, "I need some chocolate ice cream."

Omkara smiled and followed her trail, "I can have some too, I feel hot." A small smile crept her face, a she wrapped his arm around her.

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Gauri giggled as he dodged the spoon away from her mouth. "Om!" She pouted when he ate from the spoon. He chuckled feeding her the next spoonful. She smiled in contentment savoring the taste.

He held her hand as they walked by the poolside. "Let's sit here for some time." She suggested looking at the two steps that led back to their room. He nodded sitting behind her wrapping his arms around her. Her back pressed against his chest. She kissed his hand. "I love you. I am sorry for today. It was just very unreasonable for me to.."

"Gauri. It wasn't. You don't have to apologize for expressing what you feel. We have been married for two years now. Just know that you are the best thing and the most essential part of my life. I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Same pinch!" She said pinching him at his bicep. "Oww, that hurt." He muttered kissing her over her head. She giggled laying back more comfortably in his hold.

It indeed was a blessing to be able to express anything before someone. Any shade, any color and the person would let you be yourself.

Okay, so I just this found this unpublished OS in my drafts. I have no clue why I hadn't posted it!

Hope you enjoyed it, please do give a response.
Also, if you have any OS request do pitch it, I will try writing if I can. (preferably not related tot he show's track)

-Anami!♡