Every morning at half past six, Shiva Pandya wakes up, eats breakfast prepared by his wife, takes a quick shower, and goes off to work before eight to his family store.

This time around, he had woken up earlier than his alarm and finds his wife still fast asleep, her night clothes askew. Her back was pressed against his chest while her soft butt pressed against his morning erection. They were newlyweds, him and Maami ki Behen ki beti  (it had been three months, four days, and some nineteen hours since they were married), the sex was great (of course it would be), and he would never settle for anyone who isn't her (more on that later). Despite the hesitation from both sides of their respective 'families' that their union might spark an all-out-war during their petty quarrels, Somnath was, is, still relatively peaceful, and their fights have gone from Pandya Store and Somnath ki Galli to every nook and cranny of their new home, located just about fifteen minutes away from both the Pandya Store and Pandya Niwas . She had been the one who suggested such, and it led to... quite interesting results, such as roleplaying (he rather liked that particular game), experimenting, (this was his most favorite part). He could go on and on, but that would mean a longer time in the shower, as he needed to get this pent-up emotion out of his system before he went to work.

Stifling a yawn, he shook Raavi's shoulder. "Chipkali uth , naashta de" He muttered.

When she gave no response, he decided to pull back the blankets they shared as he had done a lot of times in order to wake her up. She may be a deep sleeper, but was quite sensitive to the temperature changes. Pulling back the blanket was one of the few ways he could wake her up without resorting to violence, and right now, he was in no mood to be sadistic, or in a fight as he was still struggling to hold down the throbbing erection under the pyjama he wore.

What he did not expect to see under the covers would be the back of her thighs leading down to the back of her knees were drenched with her own come while both her hands were between her legs, rubbing her se* furiously. He could faintly hear her silently moaned to herself, her fingers doing all the work as she worked her way to an orgasm. Shiva noticed that she had hiked up her nightgown at the front as not to be obvious that she was touching herself under the covers, and as much as he was amused over this, fact remained that she excluded him.

"Well, well... aren't you selfish?" he drawled lazily, startling her. Immediately, she withdrew her hands and turned over to him, her face flushed. Shiva then grabbed her wrists and began licking her fingers, tasting and sucking , while she looked away, slowly turning red from embarrassment. "Yeh looks mat dikha mujhe, ache se jaanta hun mein tujhe chudail kahinki . Didn't even bother telling me about this? You're so self-centered."

She gave him a haughty look. "itna hi bother ho raha tha raha tha, toh you should have begged me, Sadist bhootnath."

"Nah, I'll make you regret that , ki tune mujhe bulaya bhi nahi." he tugged the robe lose around her waist and parted her legs, nuzzling his face against the mound. Tentatively, he ran his tongue against her slit, making her moan. "Did you come yet?"

"No, I—" she gasped when Shiva spread her apart slowly, licking her languorously, deliberately teasing her with this torture. "S-Shiva... s-stop—" a playful nip on her left inner thigh, he pulled away and stared down at her as he nudged her on the shoulder with his knee.

"Either I use my mouth and you use yours as well before I leave later, or I leave you all tied up and unsatisfied." He told her seriously.

She snorted. "Yeah, and I'll break it off easily."

" Tu ache se se jaanti haina, Shiva Pandya ke changul se chutne ka matlab, right?" he ran his tongue on the cleft, making her squeal. "Destroy or ruin it, and you don't get any."

If mind games amused him, sensual games with his wife made his blood race.

"Come on, pura din nahi hai mere paas." Using both of his thumbs, he exposed her, using his tongue to probe the place where she ached the most, leaving her to subdue her moans as she struggled to pull off Shiva's undergarments. Whether it was due to his erection or to her inability to think straight because of the sensation that distracted her, she couldn't point it out, but as soon as his boxers were down, she gently grabbed his throbbing length and slowly began to lick the head tentatively. It had been a bit difficult to do so, for he was so aroused that it was hard for her to wrap her mouth around him. Sighing, she rolled to her side, surprising him as he laid flat on his back while she was on top of him, her knees on his sides on all fours.

"... This is easier." was all she said before proceeding A carnal moan rumbled out of his throat as her warm mouth closed in on him, her right hand gripping around his length firmly. He, in turn, proceeded to spread her open once more, her delicate pink folds exposed to him. He ran his tongue against her wetness, his tongue lingering on her swollen lub , Shiva slowly inserted a finger to tease her.

He couldn't get enough of his wife, if he were to be honest about it. It was mind-boggling, even to him, for he was one who never got attached to anyone or anything, apart from his family, let alone getting attached to his childhood arch-nemesis & yet here he was, lying flat on his back, getting sucked off by the woman who started fascinating him since he was eighteen. Seven years later, they finally got together, and had been quite... demonstrative of their affections for one another, albeit in private, as they knew that any sign of affection between them, when done in public, would send people they know into a state of shock.

When she began putting more of him inside her mouth and her ministrations were becoming faster and harder, he knew he had to push her away immediately. It would not bode well for him if he came too early, as this was not he intended this morning to be. There was a proper place and a proper time for everything, after all, and right now, he wanted to be inside her, and not inside her pretty little mouth. What a waste it would be if he just spilled everything from a mere oral stimulation.

Greedy as he is, he wanted to make it worthwhile.

"S-stop." He said, trying to calm his breathing. Immediately, she followed suit and turned to face him.

"What?" was it his imagination, or was she actually pouting?

Smirking, he sat up, pulled her by the collar of the sleep wear she wore and gave her an open mouth kiss, all the while pulling down her clothing, exposing her breasts. He placed both of his hands on each breast, rubbing the tips roughly, making her moan. Raavi, in turn, placed both of her hands around his neck, concentrating on the kiss as she sucked on his tongue softly. She felt him grow rigid as his erection poked her backside, and as if to tease him, she lifted her hips for a bit and teased him as she rubbed herself against his length. A surprised moan escaped his lips, but she silenced him by deepening the kiss. He pulled away abruptly, his breathing heavy.

"Well?" she smirked at him.

"Don't test me, Chipkali." He warned, crimson-colored eyes filled with lust. "On your knees."

"Boring." She replied defiantly, pushing him against the concrete wall of their flat. "Who said you're not the only one who wants this?"

He should not have been surprised when she had easily slipped his length inside her, but the feel of her was enough to make him swear out loud, making her chuckle. Slowly, she raised her hips and made an immediate downward motion, as if to test her pacing. At this, Shiva rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Too slow. Jaldi kar, or I'll be late." He grabbed her by the shoulders and placed her against the wall. Just before she could yell at him, he swiftly thrust his hips against hers as he bent his head down to suck on her breast. His free hand massaged the other, and he kept his pace, thrusting, sucking, licking while Raavi covered her mouth to stifle her moans.

The walls in the place they lived were too thin, after all, and she didn't want to be too loud this early and—

"Geez, Raavi, holding back on the screams again? You shouldn't." a bewildered Raavi could only gape at him as he used his right hand to spread her open and rub his fingers against her swollen clit, his thrusts becoming deeper, harder, and faster by the minute.

"L- Lekin —" she could hardly form a coherent thought when she was reaching her peak, and it was a struggle for her to voice her question.

Shiva licked her cheek in response. "Do it."

And so she did.

Minutes later, as Raavi reached her peak, a loud gasp filled the room as she climaxed, feeling her inner walls contract against her husband's shaft. Breathing heavily, she slumped against the wall as he continued with his thrusting, only stopping when she felt the familiar warmth inside her fill her, making her sigh in contentment. In an attempt to calm her racing heart, she pulled him close and snuggled against him. Shiva's breathing was erratic as well, but that was to be expected; he had just reached his climax, after all.

"... Ab late nahi hoga?" she asked him quietly.

"Gombi ko bolke aaj special chutti." He said. "... And spend the day with you."

She snorted in reply, but he ignored it.

To hell with work.

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... Or maybe not.

Shiva Pandya , aged twenty-three, woke up to find his bedding and his boxers soaked with his essence, making him sigh in anger upon realization that he had to laundry his bedding (which he had just cleaned three days ago, due to constant nagging of his Bhabhi) immediately if he wanted to sleep comfortably, and that his imagination was getting out of control.

It was pathetic of him to suddenly have rather vivid dreams of him getting hot and heavy with Raavi, especially since today marked the fifth month of her moving in , in Pandya Niwas because of circumstances beyond their control (Of course , it was under that naagin maami's control) . For the past few months, his life had been turned upside down by the Chudail (not in a good way, according to him), and despite the fact that he wanted to kick her out at times for being such a defiant and stubborn idiot, it was evident that he needed her to stick around , (coz of his bhabhi's sweet manipulation)

Damn it, don't go there, he told himself as he felt a part of him get hard a second time over the double entendre his mind had conjured.

It was frustrating, really, to be lusting over his 'childhood arch- nemesis' and so called roommate of five months. It had all started in the third month of her stay, and he noticed that his thoughts would... drift off to... things he would rather not think of right now, as it was making it more difficult for him to stand up, especially since he was feeling quite hungry for food. His lack of discipline pissed him off more than anything; the fact that he had dreamt of him and Chipkali getting all hot and heavy was enough to put him in a foul mood. Shiva knew that it shouldn't bother him too much, but when one lived together with the person that appeared in his recent wet dream, it was hard not to get angry over it.

... Especially since this was the first time he dreamt of them having sex, complete with vivid imagery that he knew he will never forget.

This was one of those dreams that one would still remember after waking up in the morning, and until now, he was still rock hard because the imagery felt... real.

He knew he should not have been surprised at this outcome but...

For the past few months, he had been trying his best to ignore the attraction he was feeling towards that Maami ki behen ki beti , by being cruel and insulting, but seems that it did not work, as there were times where he would dream of them in romantic situations, the overly sickening sweet ones that made him want to gag. It seemed as if some kind of entity wanted to further his misery by turning his dreams into lustful ones and making him want her.

He hates to admit it, but not only is his reality being run over by thoughts of Raavi, but even his dreams.

How the hell was he going to sleep at night, now that he knew that there was a high chance of him dreaming of her in a similar erotic situation as this morning's dream?

F*ck this.

Shiva knew that it was now impossible for him ignore this... sudden change in situation. Even if he became more cruel in his taunts, it would not stop his overly-active imagination from coming up with situations that would leave him with a sticky bedding and a sticky pair of boxers.

Unless...

Right then and there, he had made his decision.

He would still act normal towards her, but this time around...

... He will make sure to drive her away so that she would leave. That way, Maami ki behen ki beti would be gone from his thoughts, he would stop having inappropriate thoughts of her, and the erotic dreams would also stop.

Problem solved.

Shiva Pandya smirked, feeling proud of himself for being able to think up of a solution to his problem at once.

It was either his sanity or that chipakli , and between the two, he would rather kick her out than be subjected to tortures, courtesy of his imagination, and combined with pent-up lust that was driving him crazy.

He wanted this over and done with.

He wanted Raavi out of his thoughts and out of his house, and he wanted it done immediately.

Whatever it takes.

***

Guess what who's this dead soul , suddenly reappearing? Yeah Baadal waapis se chaa rahi hai. Meant to say finally dono sessions hogye JEE ke and yeah I'm kinda back. (Actually I'm still not back , coz I'll still be quite inactive from wattpad, coz University exams LOL. This was my one of heavy only Smut one shot which I wrote a long time ago but never dared to post, so after some re-read and Blah Blah, daal diya.)

P.S. - Waise suna hai Shiva ki yaadasht gone. (by God ki kasam ab double afsos ho raha hai ki Haan Tu Hai ka sequel jaldi launch kyun nahi kiya... well it will still take time , LMAO) 

P.P.S. Also sorry for hanging everyone who Dmed me in wattpad. I really apologise for not replying.

Till then take care ❤️