"Rahul, lo coffee." Sonali nudged Rahul when he did not move.

She placed the mug in front of him and started to collect the empty boxes and gift wrappers.

Naina noticed Sameer lower his head again, looking intently at something. She started to help Sonali with the sorting of gifts.

Both came across the open packet at the same time.

Hidden under the discarded shining wrappers was an almost empty packet of chocolates... liquor chocolates.

Naina and Sonali looked up at each other... alarmed. They turned quickly to check on the boys.

"Sameer," Naina held his face and turned towards herself.

He grinned, "I Love You, Naina."

She slapped her forehead.

Rahul was no better, trying to make Sonali dance with him.

"Yaar, ye chocolates kaun le aaya?" Sonali grumbled in a distraught voice.

"Kaun laya woh chod... yeh soch ab kya karein... yeh dono toh poora packet kha gaye." Naina was worried.

"Poora nahi... abhi baaki hai... tum bhi khao... bohot achhi hai." Sameer picked up a piece and tried to put it in her mouth.

Naina held his hand, jerking herself away. Before she could stop him, he had popped it in his mouth.

"Sonali, yeh toh aur kha raha hai." She wrinkled her nose.

"Mujhe bhi de na, saari akele khayega kya? Pehle bhi tune zyaada khai hain." Rahul picked up another.

Sonali managed to snatch it from him, taking the packet away.

As she got up to take the chocolates to kitchen, Rahul followed her, swaying on his feet.

"Sonu, jaan, de do na... tum bhi kha lo... par mujhe bhi do na... please." He grabbed her arm.

Sameer leaned on Naina suddenly, bringing her attention back from the other couple to him.

"Naina, kitni sundar lag rahi ho tum," he placed his palm on her cheek.

Naina gulped. She had no idea how to handle him in his present condition.

Sonali came back, holding Rahul with both hands, "Naina, pata nahi inka kya karna chahiye... isse main le jaa rahi hun... tu Sameer ko sambhal le... iske kamre mein le ja... shayad sone se hi theek honge ab."

She staggered towards her room along with Rahul.

Naina was left sitting on the floor, baffled at whatever was happening... with Sameer leaning onto her.

"Suno na, Naina, aaj ruk jao na mere paas... tum kyon door bhagti ho mujhse... kya tum mujhse pyaar nahi karti?" He wound his arm around her.

Naina tried to avoid his grasp, getting up to take him to the room.

"Sameer, chalo apne room mein... tumhe so jaana chahiye." She pulled him up.

Thankfully, he himself got up, not putting any pressure on her.

As he took an unsteady step ahead, Naina held him, trying to keep him from stumbling.

His arms wrapped around her, "Bas aise hi raho... kahin nahi jaana mujhe."

She wriggled out of his hold, "Sameer, please apne kamre mein chalo... yahan koi aa jayega."

He rounded his mouth in understanding, "Oh haan, yahan koi dekh lega... chalo... main tumhe apne kamre mein leke chalta hun."

He bent, taking one hand behind her legs. Naina jumped away just in time.

"Kya kar rahe ho tum?" She frowned, keeping her voice low.

He tilted his head, giving a shy smile, "Tumhe utha ke le jaunga... biwi ho meri."

She slapped her forehead, "Tum khud bina gire pohoch jao utna kaafi hoga, patidev."

"Hayee, fir se bolo na." He scrunched his face, the smile getting wider.

Taking a deep breath, Naina almost pushed him to the room, holding him behind the waist.

The moment they entered, Sameer closed the door and slid his hands around her.

"Ab toh koi nahi hai na... ab kaun dekhega?" He raised his brows.

Naina felt a shiver run down her spine. She had promised to stay with him but now... Sameer was not even aware that he was under the influence of alcoholic chocolates.

He buried his face in her hair, inhaling deeply, "Naina, tumhari khushbu mujhe pagal kar deti hai."

She clutched his waist... his warm breath on her neck making the butterflies in her stomach active.

His hands moved up her back, tracing the spine as she arched under the pressure of his body.

"Uhh... Sameer... suno... tumhe so jaana chahiye... subah tak theek ho jaoge." She tried to sound normal, but her voice was shaky.

He lifted his head, giving her a strange look, "Tum fir se mujhe door karna chahti ho?"

Before she could answer, he shook his head vigorously, "Nahi jaane dunga... kahin nahi... yeh dress jo hai na... meri favourite hai abse... jab bhi isko pehnogi... bas aise hi chipak ke rahunga tumse."

And he closed his mouth on hers.

Naina gasped, the sound getting lost in his mouth as his tongue coaxed her to give access. The moment she did, he held her head and kissed hungrily, tasting every warm corner of her mouth. Her one hand moved up behind his neck, bunching his hair as the other one held onto his collar... the bittersweet taste of all the chocolates that he had eaten filling her mouth.

Sameer leaned more into her... forcing her to step back till her back hit the wall... and he pressed her against it, not leaving her mouth throughout, his hands moving over her bare arms.

Naina felt her mind go blank with the need for air... she pulled at his collars. Sameer lifted his face, and went back to place his lips on her neck, leaving her breathing heavily.

"Sam... Sameer." Her voice was deep.

He pulled back to look at her. His eyes were even more glazed now. Naina held his shirt in front, forcing him to straighten up. As he did, she moved out from the caged position, turning him along with her.

"Chalo ab tum yahan aao aur paani piyo." She dragged him to the side table, pouring a glass of water and handing it to him.

He gulped it in one go.

"Yahan aao." She held his arm to stop him from swaying as he moved.

Lurching along with him, she made him sit on the bed.

"Ab tum so jao, Sameer." She fluffed his pillow.

He started to unbutton his shirt.

"Yeh kya kar rahe ho." She panicked, holding his hand.

"Naha ke sota hun... tumne kaha so jao toh pehle nahana padega na." He looked innocently at her.

"Nahi Sameer, aaj aise hi so jao... kabhi kabhi chalta hai." She held his shoulders, trying to make him lie down.

"Naina, main nahi sounga... tum chali jaogi." He placed his hands on her back, making her lean on him.

With him sitting on the bed, her face bent on him, her hair falling over his face, Naina felt her breath getting restricted.

"Maine kitni baar tumhe dekha sapno mein, tumhare baal aise mujhpe girte hue," he ran his fingers in her hair, giving her goosebumps.

She straightened, chewing her lower lip. With him not completely in his senses, she didn't know whether she should stay or leave. Probably, leaving was the best option, after putting him to bed.

She turned, thinking of getting a quilt for him from the cupboard.

Sameer got up at lightening speed and rushed to the door, almost tripping as he stumbled.

"Nahi, tumhe jaane nahi dunga." He held his hands across the frame.

With a soft smile, she made up her mind, "Main kahin nahi jaa rahi, Sameer... bas tumhare liye yeh nikal rahi thi... aa jao." She held up the quilt to him.

He exhaled in relief... and held out his hand to her.

Naina gave him the support he wanted, bringing him back to the bed. Once he was settled in, she sat next to his pillow, weaving her fingers in his hair. Sameer stared at her for a while, then shifted to place his head in her lap, wrapping his hands around her waist.

Her belly clenched as his face rubbed against it... making her fist the hand in his hair.

"Haan, aise hi karo... achha lag raha hai." He nudged his face more.

Knowing that he was not aware of what he was doing... she just kept fisting his hair lightly, keeping her lips pressed under her teeth to avoid the sound of gasp each time he nudged.

He turned to look up at her, "Tum jab mere paas nahi hoti toh mujhe kuch achha nahi lagta."

She saw the sad expression and smiled, "Par abhi hun na tumhare saath... abhi kyon dukhi ho?"

He gave a wide smile, "Abhi toh main bohot khush hun... agar tum roz aise hi paas rahogi toh hamesha khush rahunga."

"Par abhi aisa nahi ho sakta na... tum jante toh ho." She tried to explain.

He swiftly moved up, resting his head on her chest, his hair touching her chin, "Kab hoga aisa, Naina?"

Her breathing stopped completely... hands slipping down, holding the edge of the bed on one side, clutching the pillow on the other... the heartbeat that was already fast when he had placed his head in her lap now skyrocketed... the ripples of different sensations hit her all over, making the surroundings look darker than they were...

"Bolo naaa... kab hoga?" He shook her waist, twisting his head to look at her.

The movement caused more pressure on her and a sound escaped from the back of her throat, making her close her eyes.

"Tumko neend aa rahi hai? So jao... main bhi so jaata hun." He pressed his head again, snuggling into her.

"Uh Sameer, yahan so jao," she patted her lap, speaking in a restrained voice.

"Nai... main yahin sounga," he clutched her tighter, "tum woh balon mein karo na... pehle jaise."

What could she say to the child that he had become suddenly, not aware of the torment he was causing her, not realising the lines he was crossing...

She let one trembling hand move to his hair... bunching them up like he wanted her to.

"Umm... tum na best ho... sabse achhi." He mumbled, his breath tickling the fine hair near her neckline.

Without a word, she continued... her own insides turning into a mess as he kept moving his head every few minutes. His arms around her waist were overlapping, fingers rubbing her sides repeatedly...

Naina was turning into fumes with the torture he was subjecting her to... from all sides...

It was after sometime that she felt his head turn heavier... the breath on her skin had settled into a soft rhythm. Slowly, she tried to shift him to her lap.

"Nainaaa... main yahin sounga... kitni soft ho tum." He resisted her action, nestling himself more into her.

Naina almost died... his ignorance making it worse for her... his intoxicated state making her lose her mind.

She wanted to show her feelings to him... she wanted to tell him what his male, musky fragrance was doing to her nerves... gently placing one hand over his heart, she felt the thudding, not as fast as her... but her proximity did make his beat faster, even in this state.

She didn't realise when she fell asleep.

When his eyes opened, Sameer was astounded by the darkness around him... in spite of widening them, the eyes could not see anything. Another thing that stunned him was her scent... he could feel her, could smell her...

Sameer moved, only to realise that he was sleeping in Naina's lap... the darkness was her black dress as he was nestling in her belly.

He became still... Naina... him... like this... how... was he dreaming... was he in heaven...

His breath coming in gasps, he moved some more... to see her properly.

Naina was sitting with her back to the bed, head tilted slightly to the side... her hair spilled over her face, only one closed eye was in view... one hand had been probably in his hair which he had felt slip out when he moved... other one was on her side, clutching the pillow... her leg on the bed was straight in front while the other was on the side of the bed, toe touching the floor.

He rolled over to rest on his elbows, resting his chin over a fist... his angel in his bed, looking like a dream... this was his absolute fantasy coming true.

Suddenly, he realised how uncomfortable she must be, sleeping in this position. He sat up instantly on his knees... with one finger, he moved her hair behind her ear, to see the beautiful face light up the room instantly... after hesitating for a moment, he held her leg that was on the floor and placed it on the bed, holding at the calf... taking one hand behind her neck and one under her knees, he slipped her in the lying position.

Naina felt the touch and movement... her eyes shot open, hands instinctively going around his shoulders as she felt herself losing the balance.

Since this part was getting too long, I had to break it and second half will be in the evening.
So yes, evening update coming up today.