A belated Holi Drabble.

Dedicated to Lizzie and Farro Heart I hope I met your expectations. This year was RiKara's first Holi and I am grateful we got a few Seconds just for them...Having them coloring themselves in the color of their Love...I thank you all for your patience and for understanding the delay.

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Color Me , My Love

The Oberoi Mansion was filled with laughter and Joy. Music filled the air and the Family celebrated Holi after a long time without any threat, without any misunderstandings.

Gauri looked around the Garden; she knew he was somewhere near by just waiting to color her. She knew he liked to chase her before succeeding, in all these Month with him she knew him better than he knew himself.

"Gauri...Happy Holi! Anika walked over to her trying to color her but Gauri stopped her.

Understanding why Anika Smiled and gestured with her eyes to the left.

"He is over there...just waiting for the right Moment. With a kiss on her cheek Anika walked over to Shivaay and colored him. They looked at each other lovingly and he placed a chaste Kiss on her forehead.

Omkara watched his Bhabhi and Brother and suppressed a Smile. After all the Heartbreak and Pain His Brother's and He went through finally they all were happily in Love celebrating Holi. Their First Holi as Husband and Wife...Omkara thought while his Gaze met his Wife's.

She looked at him and he was satisfied noticing her face was still free of all colors. He knew she wanted him to be the first to color her, he knew she knew he liked to chase her but not Today. Grabbing a Fistful of Red color he walked over to his Chirayia and the smile on his face almost made her go Weak, when he had reached her she turned around run away but his Arm encircled her Waist and she closed her eyes when he pulled her to his muscular frame. She felt his breath on her neck and his lips kissed her softly on her shoulder.

"Omkara... Her voice was barely audible due the Music and the Joyful laughter of the People around them but they didn't care. They were lost in their own World.

"Happy Holi Mrs. Omkara Singh Oberoi...He whispered into her ear and his fingers colored her Arm Red, going over to her Waist. Gauri stopped his Hand from going further up.

"Behave...She said and turned around to face him. He smiled and colored her Cheek, her neck and then filled her Maang with the last bit of Red color.

"Happy Holi Mr. Omkara Singh Oberoi... She went on her tiptoes and grazed his cheek with her own; successfully applying the color on his cheeks. Her lips now red too looked more inviting than ever. Gauri could sense what he desired so she closed her Eyes and placed a soft kiss on his Lips; not caring that everyone could see them. Before Om could even enjoy the Kiss she pulled back and ran away.

He touched his lip and knew the chase wasn't over yet. Today he had to earn her.

"Looking for someone Special? Shivaay asked and nudged his Shoulder. Om turned to his brother and smiled.

"Maybe. Both applied colors on each other.

"Happy Holi Om.

"Happy Holi Shivaay. Go and have some fun with your Wife...I am off to find out where mine went. His smirked showed Shivaay what he intended to do once he found her so he made step to the side. Watching his Brother finally becoming an Ishqbaaazi made him silently Thank God for sending Om a life partner like Gauri. She was like the rainbow that showed his Brother the Way out of the Darkness.

"Go Get Her.

Omkara smiled and went inside the House to look for his Wife. Everywhere someone tried to stop him so they could color him but his Eyes were looking for her. He knew she was around, he could feel her presence.

Omkara heard a soft clicking sound and knew it were her Anklets. She deliberately had worn them so he could hear her. But where was she?

Gauri peaked from behind the pillar and watched her long haired Hippie look for her.

His eyes showed his intentions and she tried to hide a smile.

"Looks Like My Wife wants to play...He said in his Husky Voice and she blushed.

She wanted to play. She wanted more than that. She wanted all of him.

"Then come and find me...She said loudly enough for him to hear.

He turned and walked over to her and managed to get hold of the end of her Saree.

She turned to him with a soft smile; the color on her face making her even more beautiful.

Her Maang proudly filled by the color of his Love made him even prouder to call her his wife.

She was his and it was evident to the whole world to see.

"I found you.

Gauri shook her head and went closer to him; lost in her proximity he didn't realized it and let go of the end of her saree.

"You did one Mistake though... She said her Fingers caressing his cheek. He got lost in the feeling of her skin on his, her fingers caressing his beard.

"What kind of Mistake? Her lips were an Inch away from his and He closed his eyes.

"You lost your focus. And with that she ran from there leaving him cursing himself.

His frown turned into a smirk and he knew exactly where he would find her. The one place both of them wanted to be right now. In the privacy of their room to finally give into their desires. He had seen in in her eyes and he was more than just willing to accept defeat if it meant he could have her sooner.

Walking by the Tables with the colors he grabbed another fistful of the red color and walked towards his Bedroom. He heard the sound of her Anklets and smiled.

"Where is that ajeeb Chirotta now? I thought he would understand... She said to herself and suddenly felt the tension in the room grow thicker- announcing his presence.

"I am here...Did you really think I wouldn't understand... His voice sent shivers down her spine; reminding her what he could do to her.

"I knew you would... Gauri stilled didn't turn around, patiently waiting for the Hunter to catch his prey. She would gladly accept defeat if it meant she could have him sooner.

"Looks like we both lost...He said; now directly standing behind her while his one Hand began drawing patterns on her waist, moving up almost touching her breast.

"Looks to me Like we both Won... She said before her breath got stuck in her throat and she leaned against him; She surrendered to him with all her being. His other Hand with the color caressed her face once more, down to her neck, over her breast down to her stomach. She knew where he wanted to go and wanted him to do it.

His lips placed kisses all over her shoulder, her neck while his Finger now skillfully undid her Dori pulling down the blouse to expose more of her shoulder.

Groaning in pleasure he finally turned her around and pulled her in for a deep kiss.

The taste of her lips was far more than he bargained for, and he drew her close with a raspy groan. With a fierce hold, he cupped the back of her neck and kissed her deeply, gently, possessive in his touch. His fingers twined in her hair, desperate to explore. Even though he had kissed her before it felt like he always found new things to explore about her.

She moaned against him; opening her mouth to grant his tongue access. Her body melded to his with an answering groan while Desire licked through him, searing his body and then his conscience.

They had kissed many times before but every time it felt like nothing either of them every experienced.

Pulling away from her he looked at his Wife in awe.

"How do you manage to make me feel like each kiss is just as special as the first one? Like I never felt something like that before? He asked; his voice still rough from all the passion and the lack of oxygen. Gauri looked up to him with the most beautiful smile that he had ever seen on her face. Her Arms locked behind his Head; pulling him closer to herself.

"Because what we have can't be explained in words Om...Whenever you touch me it's feels like I am on fire, whenever you kiss me I feel like I am in heaven itself and I thank my Shankarjii for the day you made you mine...What we have is not explainable, our Love, the feelings we have for each other can never be put in words...I love you. Her eyes tinkled with tears of Happiness and the color on her face was the most beautiful contrast to her porcelain skin. Her words sent him over the edge and before she could say anything more, he took her mouth, his thick beard rough against her skin. A faint moan escaped her lips and all resistance fled, burned away by the heat of his touch, leaving her weak and wanting. His mouth roamed at will, no longer gentle as he devoured her, ravenous against the smooth curve of her throat, the soft flesh of her ear. With a guttural groan, he jerked her close with powerful arms, consuming her mouth with a kiss surely driven by the sheer will to ravage.

Pushing her onto their Bed he got on top of her. His mouth finding the places he knew would make her moan and scream in pleasure; leaving her wanting more. And he was willing to give her all that. More than that. Today he would worship the Color of his Life. His Wife.