"Batuk!"

"Hmmm?"

"If you would open your eyes, maybe you'll grope me lesser than you are already doing." Shetukala squirmed as his hands fumbled with her hooks, blindly searching for them with his eyes closed, and thus touching her aimlessly making her heart go in frenzy. 

Shetukala sighed at his too gentlemanly behaviour.

Dekho to zara ! Natok! 

"Oh!!! Uhmmmm..... Yeah...." He slowly opened his eyes, to be enthralled by the sight of her smooth white skin of the top of her mounds ready to spill out from the captivity by her blue brassiere, beneath her half opened blouse.

Her eyes were fixed on his, locking him in the depth of her dark orbs, which felt more deeper today as if challenging him to take a dive and come out unscathed.

He looked away immediately trying to focus on the task in hand . He opened the next three hooks with his trembling hands, trying his best to not waver from the limits of cloth towards her skin.

Finally, it opened and Shetukala stretched her hands above her head , peeling the elbow long sleeves before she removed it above her head and threw it on the corner of a bed. The scene looked so erotic , Batakrishna gulped a painful lump in his throat.

"Are you hungry?"

"Very...." Said Batakrishna in a deep voice as he touched her  bare shoulders and long slender neck with his eyes , letting them drink the beauty of this femme fatale in front of him.

" Then why did you bring only one plate?"

" Huh?"

" Plate of food. Why did you bring only one?"

"Ohh!! Uhmm.. yeah..... I'm not ... Not that hungry. I'm fine." He stood up from the bed and brought her food and peeled a morsel and forwarded it to her. She opened her mouth and ate it. As she felt spicy, she rung her hand in front of her mouth. He fed him a spoon of Roshmalai to ease the spiciness.

Shetukala closed her eyes in ecstasy as the sweet syrup of the  spongy dessert stimulated her sweet taste buds, involuntarily resonating a pleasing sound from her throat. "Mmmmmmm..... it's so ....so  delicious." She licked her lips with her tongue , which was too much  for Batakrishna to handle.

Batakrishna shifted uncomfortably on the bed  trying to not let her moaning sounds affect him.
They are not for you, Batuk. They are for Roshmalai.

Shetukala took a morsel from the plate and touched it to his lips, feeding him. He smiled and ate it.

After, finishing the meal, he got up and removed his jacket ,
waistcoat and tie , leaving the shirt on, before he went into the bathroom.

When he came out in the room shirtless , with only a white towel hanging over his shoulders , he saw Shetukala half sitting half laying on the bed, her palms supporting her body weight , and her legs were stretched,  crossed one above the other, exposed till her calves.
He looked at her face, and she beckoned him with her index finger.
" Ektu edike asho." 

"Me??" He pointed at himself and asked looking here and there.

" If not you then , who ? Is there anyone else in this room apart from both of us ?" She chuckled.

"Com-coming." He slowly walked towards  the bed, and sat on its edge with his one knee bent beneath his thigh.
"Wha-what happened?" He asked stammering, fidgeting with the towel around his neck.

"I don't feel very good." She said with a gloomy face. 

"What happened? Still feeling hot?" His nervous tone suddenly changed into  concerned one , the doctor in him taking over, as he placed the back of his hand over her forehead and then on her neck. " Yes, the skin is still warm. Wait , I'll bring wet towel." He intended to remove his hand, but she grasped it, not allowing his hand to lose the contact with her skin.

"It pains. Please make it go away. " She said in a husky , soft voice.

"Wh-where?" Batakrishna had a hunch this was not  mere bodily pain he was accustomed to treat.

"Everywhere!" She grazed his hand down to the base of her neck, "here", moving it further to her bare skin of the chest, "here" , making him caress over  the thin cloth of only barrier between him and her bosoms, "here" pushing his hand on her bare midrif, and taking it southwards crossing the hem of her petticoat, "and...".

Her open advances had robbed him of his  motor functions, as she dragged his hand on her body on her own whim. But before she could exploit this incompetence of his due to her seductive charms, his rational mind took over making him snatch his hand from her powerful grasp.

"Shetu! Don't .... don't....." He stuttered feeling loss of words, and tried to get up. But, Shetukala sensing his reluctance pounced on him, making him fall on the bed, trapping him under her body.

Batakrishna had enough strength to easily topple her over with just a flick of his left hand , but this enchantress on top of him was too irresistible to push away.

Even the mighty Vishwamitra's meditation broke under the seductive spell of menaka , the heavenly apsara.
Then who was he to resist?

"Shetu!" His voice was hoarse, resonating an excitatory vibration in Shetukala's heart," Why are you....you doing this to me?" His heart pounded so loud he feared she would listen.

"What am I doing , Batakrishna?" She asked, with utter innocence she could muster , frequently blinking her doe-eyes, but his name from her sweet lips blending with the spellbinding drunken voice of hers , was perceived by him as a sensual enchantment, mugging his senses, and looting him of the reminiscent logic he was left with.

"Is this not what you want? " She asked as her plump lips traced his chiseled jawline , and her slender fingers caressed his neck, making him clutch her almost bare back in firm grip.

"I.... I...." Batakrishna felt spellbound revelling in a distant realm of bliss , pleasure coursing through his veins making him euphoric at the feel of her skin of  chest touching his.

"Tell me, aren't you craving me as much as I do for you?" Her lips ascended towards his light stubbled cheek, caressing them with the soft strokes of her buttery soft lips, pushing him into the well of her enchantment.

"Yu-you do?" He mumbled as she pushed away his white towel from his chest,  revealing his sculpted chest.

"More than you can imagine !"  Her hands fondled over his torso starting from his navel and ascending upwards , tracing the ripped ridges and furrows of
his abs in between, till she reached the perimeter of his pectorals.

" Shey--Aah!" He gasped as she flicked his now  hardened nipple between her thumb and forefinger, making him dig his finger tips into her back.

" My ears await your voice, my eyes await your sight and my....." She said as she continued her torture on his hard nubs.

"A-And your?" He moaned the question , as his heart galloped and his skin burned in the intense heat of her flushed skin.

"My lips await yours to  be ravished ." She claimed  his lips with hers suckling the more spirituous liquor from his velvety lips making her more 'high' than she already was. Her mouth swallowed his moans and groans as she shoved in her tongue, tasting him and a satisfied sound reverberated from her own throat.

Her hands seized his shoulder, when he started caressing her almost bare back vigorously , with his palms, as they both dueled in the combat of tongues.

Pulling out from his lips, to catch breath, her lips landed on his chest, brushing her warm breaths on his naked skin, as his chest heaved up and down, he being breathless himself.

"Ohh Godddd Shetu !!!"  He moaned as she placed quick open mouth wet kisses on his torso , now memorising the fine details of the troughs and crests of his muscles with her lips in a descending manner.

Blood swooshed in his nether regions, at her merciless torment, hardening his manhood.

As Shetukala felt his hardness on her   
chest, she pulled herself back and grabbed his sheathed length and ran her palm over his trousers.

"Uh... Ung.... aah!! ....Noh!  Shey... Hhh ...." He moaned as he felt her ministrations on his covered shaft.

His bewitching moans pushed Shetukala from the cliff of  indecisiveness into the bay of bravery, as she opened his trouser.

Like a sudden lightening striking on him, her hand touched his bare lower abdomen, and his
hooded eyes opened in a snap. Realising the blunder they were going to do , he flipped over her, taking her off guard. She shrieked as he pinned her hands on either sides of her head.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?" He growled as he came face to face with her.

"I...... I...." She  stammered  dumbfounded at the sudden change of events. Her lips trembled in anxiousness.
"You.... You don't want this?"

Batakrishna took a deep breath and said,  "I don't." Not now. Not like this. Not when you are so vulnerable.
He wanted to say but he doubted she would understand in this state.

"You don't? I....I .....I.... thought...... I'm....I'm. So-sorry......I didn't.....mean to....I....." She started mumbling.

Did she do the same crime to him , she already was a victim of ? How can she stoop so low? How can she hurt the only person who had ever made her feel safe? Feel secured in his arms?

She started hyperventilating and tried to  push him from above her, her eyes pooling with guilt and heart burdened with giant remorse.

Batakrishna was staring at her wide-eyed. Never did he imagined he would decline her regarding this. The possibility of happening such things was itself a far fetched dream.

He felt his heart being stabbed, as he realised she took it to her heart 
and that too completely wrong way, blaming the accusation of his surrender on her own shoulders. Everything was going in opposite direction. One wrong word and he would push her into the darkness of guilt.

Her eyes started flooding as she muttered incohorent apologies , even not able to breathe properly. She had given up trying to push him from above hers , rather was just clinging on his neck  as if didn't want him to go away from her even an inch.

"Hey!!! Hey!!! Shhh..... Shh....." He caressed his cheeks. " I didn't mean it that way. Please don't cry. Please. You did nothing wrong. "  He kissed her forehead and then her both cheeks one by one. "Come on, take some deep breaths."

" If.... If you keep on crushing me like this, h-how will I take deep breaths. Gi-give me some space." She complained like a child, sobbing and sniffling.

Batakrishna laughed and pulled himself away from her. He made shetukala sit and rubbed her back.
"Drink this." He handed her a glass of water.

Shetukala sniffled again and drank it and rubbed her lips with the back of her hand.
"What do you mean not that way? What did you mean?"

" Shetu!" He cupped her  face and said, " Believe me , I want you more than anything else in this world. But when you are in your complete senses and you remember everything. Every kiss, every caress, every touch of mine."

" What about now? " She asked curiously.

" No, Shetu! This is wrong. Not only for me, for you too. I don't want to be your drunken mistake but your uncoerced decision. And you also should be  worshipped the way you deserve . With love.  With tenderness . Are you understanding me?"

She nodded and hugged him. " Sorry. Don't be mad at me" She mumbled against his chest.

" Shona! There is nothing to be sorry for. I can never be mad at you. " He hugged her back and rubbed her back to calm her down. " Shall I take you to your room?"

She shook her head. "Can I sleep here today?"

"Uhm... Yeah.... I'll go to the study."

"Then what is the use of me sleeping here? I want to sleep with you."
She whined.

" Shetu!" He groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Please. Don't put images in my mind."

Shetukala looked at him, confused. He shook his head and laughed. " Nothing nothing. Come, I'll make you sleep. "

"Wait!"

"Now what happened?"

"Can you make me fall  asleep to a back rub? My mother used to dot that for me. " She asked innocently.

"Oh, I would love too." He said making her grin happily.

"Alright,"  she laid down on the bed and  turned her back towards him,
" Just use the fingertips, not nails. Don't linger at a single spot for too long . It gets mundane. Rub all over okay to make it feel good. "

When he didn't respond, she turned towards him and asked with 'what' movement of her head . He shook his head and said, " Ahem,  I must say you have a very creative way of describing back rub. I couldn't tell, you were talking about your back , if I hadn't known you well ." He teased.

Shetukala closed her eyes in embarasment and hid her face with a pillow. He laughed and laid beside her.

He rubbed her back as they both laid down facing each other.

"Shetu?"

"Hmm?"

"What do you fear the most?"

"I? I... Uhmmm...Eyes scare me the most."

"Eyes?" He asked amused. "How?"

"Mm.... How do I explain? Eyes have this capability in them to make you feel different emotions. When I see anger in someone's eyes, I feel pity for him. When I see compassion, in someone's eyes, I feel blessed . When I see happiness in someone eyes, their happiness reaches to mine.  And.... "

" And? "

Her voice became grim," When I see lust in someone's eyes, I feel scared and disgusting. The eyes have the power to make me feel unarmed and all helpless just by one dirty look. " She gritted her teeth, and clenched his arm tightly.

Batakrishna felt a pang in his heart at her last words, relating it to today's incident. He tried to ease the atmosphere.
" And what do you see in my eyes? "

She looked into his eyes, and smiled, her expression softening, " I feel admiration , an awe, and love in your eyes."

"And does it make you feel loved?"

"No."

"No?" He asked disappointed.

"No, not loved. I feel powerful. I feel this fierce fire in myself that I can affect you as such. That I have entered your eyes, and cascaded down to your heart. It makes me feel powerful, and  accomplished. "

Batakrishna gave a pride smile at her answer and kissed her forehead.

After, half an hour, when she was changing position uncomfortably,
he asked, "What happened, Shetu? Can't sleep? "

"I don't know I feel, I can't breathe."

" Uh.... It could be due to this.. " He took her brassieres strap in between his fingers and left it making it snap on her skin. "uhm.... it's very tight, it seems . Why don't you wear something comfortable? Want my shirt? "

She smiled and nodded.

" Should I bring it here, or you would change in the closet? There is a small room there. Take any shirt you feel comfortable."

"Okay. I'll go."

" I'll also get changed in bathroom. Call me if you need anything."

" Okay."

Batakrishna went into the washroom. He took deep breaths as he washed his face and  whispered to himself." I think I need to tell her, how much she means to me. How deeply I love her! How much I want  to save her from her past!  How much I want to make her mine, keep her in my arms,  forever! For my whole life!

Suddenly, he heard her scream from outside, he came out and ran into the closet room. 

Ufff! How tables have turned today!

Now guys , I really need your reviews on this chapter.

How did you like our bold Shetukala and her nervous Batakrishna?

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Glossary------
Femme fatale-- an attractive and seductive woman, especially one who is likely to cause distress or disaster to a man who becomes involved with her.

Spirituous -- containing alcohol.

Listen to the song above  to see how our shetukala feels in drunken state. ❣️