This a RS (?) to make up for discontinuing 'Sweet Revenge'.

There had been a rumour about Bebe sending Avni and Neil on a honeymoon. This shot came from the rumour. As much as I want this to be a part of the serial, the mature content can clearly not be shown on television.

A quick notice: the bathroom looks the one in which avneil had romanced in.

Let's see if you get the inside joke in this part

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Avni's revenge had finally gotten completed and Neil suggested that during the time they were on their honeymoon (Bebe had forced them to go), they should have fun. And that's exactly they are doing right now.

"This really is the first time you have drunk? No wonder you have such a low tolerance." Neil tightened his grip on her waist and took a sip from his glass. He was heavily wasted. What? Just because he is a strict police officer doesn't mean that he can't have fun like the other adults. Are you wondering did they (Avni too had agreed with his idea) think of an activity like this? Only God knows.

They swayed to the slow music that was playing, and somehow their steps matched the other's. For enjoying the night fully, Avni had ditched the traditional bahu saree. It used to annoy her at no end, not knowing that Neil actually enjoyed seeing her bare back and stomach. Then again how could she know when Neil himself didn't realize it? Neil twirled her, careful that she did not bump into anyone. They were in a restro bar at the hotel. Yes, you heard that right. What more unsaid 'rules' was Neil going to break?

Both had their eyes closed and foreheads joined together, they were clearly enjoying each other's company. Avni too was drunk, but just at a slight lower scale than him. That didn't stop her from stealing his glass and throwing it at his grey shirt.

"What the hell, Avni!" Avni giggled at an enraged Neil, which caused him to chase her after she put the glass on a table nearby. They pushed through the crowd; Avni trying to escape a cop's rage and Neil trying to catch the culprit.

"Gahh!" One of her heels broke and she fell. She took the heels in her hands and ran for the open elevator. Neil was about to enter, but it closed. Neil knew she was heading towards their room and chose to climb the stairs. Neither of them knew the scene they were creating, they were lost in their own world.

"Aha!" Neil opened the door to find no one inside. 'Avni is yet to come.' He thought and hid behind the door.

'Yes, Neil hasn't returned. Let me just lock the door.' She thought as soon as she entered and sighed in relief. Avni dropped the shoes and was about to put the keys in the lock when Neil emerged and picked her up, bridal-style, heading for the bathroom.

"Neil, chhodho mujeh!" she repeatedly hit his chest, but Neil wasn't hurt, Avni was. The guy seriously was hard.

She felt him stumble a little. The alcohol was obviously leaking into his system. She too felt her vision little blurry, only being able to concentrate on Neil, the rest of the world a blur.

"Tumne meri favourite shirt kharab ki, ab bhukto." He turned the tap and they started to get wet.

"Teri favourite shirt aur kharab hogi paani ke undar." She pointed out. She was smart enough to know that if she struggled, his grip would become firmer.

"Point noted." He let go of her and started to pull the shirt over his head. This was a chance for Avni to make a run for the door. She took the opportunity, But Neil just grabbed her waist again and pushed her against the wet wall. "Kaha jaane ki soch rahi ho, Wifey?" he pressed her till there was no space between them. It was an intimate mash of bodies. If you looked from afar, you would think its just one person, their bodies fit like pieces of a puzzle. Neil wondered if their lips did too.

Avni gulped and stared into his brown-now dark chocolate- eyes which were turning darker and darker within seconds. She was pretty sure that her eyes were like that only. Neil too stared at the girl in his arms who had her pupils dilated. He was pretty sure that they were a reflection. They didn't know who started it; they were busy enjoying the moment they were living in.

The sounds they made were consumed by the water falling on top of them. Avni had her arms around his neck and had one hand tangled in his luxurious hair. She felt hands on her thighs and she soon had them wrapped around his waist. Neil's hands kneaded her thighs. She hung on to him as if she would fall to her death if she didn't and kissed him as if the world was to end tomorrow. Her heart was doing summersaults and she could feel his rapid heartbeat against her chest. Their mouths fit perfectly, as if they were only made for each other, just like Neil had thought.

Neil bit her lower lip which caused her to moan loudly into him, unwillingly allowing his tongue to slide through her lips. Avni tried to fight and soon their started a tug of war and world war 3, battling for dominance.

Neil's hormones were going crazy just like Avni, wanting to do more than just kiss and Neil pressed even more into her before his left hand tuned the knob again, stopping the water from flowing. Both of them were wet from the shower, and their still going on make out session. Neil walked and sat her on the counter. As much as he wanted to hold the person he loved forever, he did not want his back to pain.

He soon left her mouth to leave a trail of butterfly kisses across her neck and started to suck at her pulse point. Avni, to support herself as she arched her back in pleasure, pulled him closed to her chest. Neil had his head buried in the crook of her neck before he faced her, silently asking permission to continue what he was doing. She nodded and he sweetly kissed her soft pink lips as he started to remove her top. He broke the contact to pull it over head, but soon returned to gratifying his Miss Ajooba. When he reached her cleavage, he again kissed her but with much more passion than ever and expressed his unconditional love to her. He then lifted her off to head out of the bathroom and onto the bed.

As soon as her head hit the pillows, mumbled against his mouth, "Me wet spot par nahi sone wali." He was a little taken aback to know that Avni wasn't as innocent as he thought. He pulled away to look at her face and realised she meant their clothes. Avni soon realized what she said and again attacked his lips, her smirk presseing on his mouth, and she flipped them to change the positions. Even if she had been enjoying what Neil was making her feel and what he was doing to her, she did not like to be controlled by anyone and soon become the Dominant.

She started kissing his jaw-line open-mouthed and let her tongue explore his neck. She again was going to return to her favourite spot of Neil's flesh, but Neil caressed her cheek and pressed his thumb onto her lips, "Avni... mujeh tumse... kuchh... baat karni hai." he sat up with her in his lap.

"Ha... bolo." she shifted a little closer to him so that she was able to hear him gulp before he said the three words she had unknowingly dreamt of everyday apart from her nightmares about Dayawanti, "I love you."

"Ky-kya?" she now stared at him, not believing the words were really spoken from his mouth. Even if she was drunk, she seriously felt this all was a dream. This was too good to be true.

He sighed, "It's alright, Avni. Hum to bas dost hai."(A/N: I seriously wanted to write 'with benefits', but decide against it) He sniffled a little, "Jab hum ghar wapas aajayenge, tub ham sab ko sab kuchh explain kardenge aur phir hum uske baad hum apne-apne alag raaste jaa sakte."

He placed his head on her shoulder. She felt that her skin was getting wetter. 'oh gods, he's crying?" she thought and heard him whisper, "Aur me phirse apna pyaar khodunga."

'On no, no, no!' she cupped his face and moved it so that he was facing her. It broke her heart to see him so heart-broken.

"Neil! Me tumhe kahin nahi chhodke jaungi." She hugged him tightly. His stiff body told that he was clearly shocked. "I love you too." She whispered in his ear before she broke the hug.

He hugged her waist tightly and crushed his lips onto hers to express his seemingly endless happiness. She could feel him smile into her lips. She figured that he was a really amazing kisser as she was intoxicated, not by the liquor, but because of him.

And they kept continuing their session till God decided that it was enough and made the alcohol lure them into sleep.

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I was wondering to write a person coming to their hotel room the day after their confession. If you want any particular character to come, Pls tell.