A/N. Extremely long journey, blah blah....thnk you all...etc etc.
😊
But on a serious note, really, love you all.
Finally, we have reached the end.
XOXO.

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"S..s..sir.."
Naina blushed, and lowered her eyes, not being able to bear the intensity with which Raj was looking at her.
The fact that they were finally alone, and the fact that there would be no consequences, the fact that Raj was looking so...Naina blushed again.

His mere presence was creating havoc  in her mind, what would happen when....she blushed harder.

Raj turned away from her, to go to his cupboard, and while going, with her back towards her, said : "Lt. Naina Ah Singh Shikhawat, stop blushing!"

There was a smile playing on Raj's lips, as he turned to look at her reaction.
Naina smiled, blushing harder.

Having taken out clothes to change into, he was about to go change, but looking at Naina's smile, he put the clothes on a chair, and went to her, where she stood near the window, a mischievous evil grin plastered on his face.

Naina nervously took a step back, Raj continued forward, until Naina had her back to the wall, with Raj hovering her.

Naina : "S...sir.."
Raj : "Hmm?"

Raj started comming closer, bringing his face near to her cheek..

Naina : "S..sir..."

Raj : "Sir ke alava bhi kuch bologi, Lt Singh?"

Naina : "W..wo ..main..."

His lips howered near her cheeks, making her crazy with the anticipation of the kiss...
She had closed her eyes, Raj had taken her hands into his. She was clutching his hands tighter and tighter, as he came nearer and nearer.
Still not kissing her, Raj whispered, his lips brushing her ear : "Dar gai Lt Singh?"

Naina opened her eyes, to find Raj back in front of her, albiet extremely close, there noses still almost touching, a mischievous smirk on his face.
She realised how much he was enjoying teasing her.

Naina, not being the one to lose, did something that threw Raj completely off.

She made a cute frowny face at her smirking husband, then grabbed his collar and kissed him suddenly, squarely on his lips.

Raj, not having anticipated this at all, could not react for the first few seconds.
Then, realising what was happening, pulled her closer by encircling her waist and kissed her back intensely.

Naina at first did not know how to continue, having kissed him in the heat of the moment, but learning from him, entangled her hands in hair, at first shyly, then getting bolder.
They stood there kissing for what seemed like an eternity, or maybe it was a few moments...time seemed to have lost relativity.

At last Raj broke the kiss, to look at his  bride, flushed and slightly disheveled,  lips reddened and swollen, and overall looking like a dream.

Raj was, for once in his life, without words. It was her turn to smirk, her eyes teasing him.

Raj shook his head, not wanting to accept that Naina had won this one, and he was the one taken unwary,  instead of what he had planned.

He smiled, disarming her with his smile and came closer, crushing her between himself and the wall.

"Rajveer sir"...Naina began again.

Before she could continue, Raj had crashed her lips with hers, this time a little roughly.
She took a few seconds to respond, but soon, the kiss turned extremly passionate. He let his hands roam this time, one hand encircling her waist, holding her close, while the other caressing her back.
Naina gasped when she first felt his hand playing with the dori of her blouse, and a shiver of anticipation ran through her body.
Raj, noticing this, broke the kiss, looking into her eyes.

No one was smiling, no was smirking now. The atmosphere in the room had changed.
Both were feeling the heat rise.

"Look at me...", he ordered,  his voice husky.
Naina looked up into his eyes, shyness evident on her cheeks, only to see his eyes dark with passion.
A involuntarily shiver ran through her body again, her hands were still on his arms, clutching them thightly, feeling the strength latent in them.

Their eyes met, and it was evident what his eyes were asking her.

She nooded shyly, blushed harder, a smile came to her lips, as she let go of his arms, to hug him, her hands encircling his waist.

She had just realised, the miracle that they were here, together, still seeming unbelievable.

Naina : "I love you. I love you Rajveer Sir. I love you."

Raj separated her from himself slightly, to look at her.

Raj : "I love you too."
He kissed her forehead.

Picking her up in his arms, he carried her to the bed,

Looking into his eyes, she knew there would be no more talking tonite.

He crashed his lips on hers hard, bruising hers while kissing her so hard, they both tasted blood.
But Naina did not complain. She had somehow known how he might be, even imagined how it might be to be with him, the next moment admoniting herself. But somehow, in her imagination,  Raj always behaved like this. And she found herself liking it, somehow. Breaking the kiss, Raj started kissing her cheeks, jawline and neck. His hands on her back, opening the dori of her blouse, and then the one button at the bottom.
Her blouse now hung loosely at her shoulder, he started kissing her neck, moving towards her shoulder, pushing her blouse down for greater access to her skin.

She was going blank, unable to think, as he continued kissing every inch of skin visibile.
She let her hands mirror his, slipping her hands inside his kurta.
Soon, her blouse was completely off.
Raj looked into her eyes, in doing so, calming her a little, reassuring her.
He claimed her lips again, as his hands explored her soft feminine contours roughly. Naina could not help but moan, as he felt his wet kisses on her cleavage, and then, as his hands travelled to her back to unhook her bra.
Shyness overcomming her, she quickly turned around, hiding in the rumpled covers of the bed.

Raj realised he was being too fast, and maybe too hard on her.
Taking a deep breath to calm his own racing heart, he planted a soft kiss on the back of her head, his hands gently massaging her bare shoulders.

Naina.. he whispered.. I love u.

Slowly, she turned around, still grabbing the sheets to cover her bare front.

Comming closer, he whispered in her ear.
Raj : "Main hoon na, just..trust me? Like always?"

Naina nodded and hugged him, in doing so, the sheet shifted. Raj felt her slightly stiffen in his arms, and before she could think of what happened,  he had her pinned to the bed with both her arms in his, and started kissing her again.
When he felt she had calmed down enough, he left her lips, kissed her forehead once, then went to trail kisses downwards, her wrists still pinned to the bed by his hands.

He moved downwards, leaving one of her hands to knead one soft mound, while taking the other in his mouth.
Shyness and nerves forgotten in the heady pleasure he was giving her, she was moaning continously.

She felt one of his hands travel down to the clasp of her lehenga, felt him undo it and start to slip it off her.

Wait... She gasped softly.

Raj looked up, worried he was going too fast again.

"Naina, kya hua?
Did I.."
Before he could could complete, she cut him.

Naina : "Its not fair."

Raj : "Huh?"
Its not fair, Rajveer sir...You are still completely dressed.

Surprised, Raj could only smile.

Smirking, she came forward, and started unbuttoning his kurta, finally slipping it over his head.

Raj started to remove the lehenga again, when Naina tugged at his singlet, wanting to remove it. Raj helped her pull it over his head, and Naina gulped in air quickly, looking at his muscled body. Raj did not fail to notice this.

Soo....u wanna continue? Raj said with a flirty smirk , indicating his lower.
Naina turned red, shook her head slightly, indicating a no, and quickly hid her face in his arms.
Sooo....may I..? He whispered in her ear huskily.

Yes you may, Captain Shikhawat. She replied, in a low whisper, timidly.

(Raj who had always hated her calling him Captain Shikhawat, remember? ...got annoyed)

"Kyaa? Captain Shikhawat? Hadd hai yaar. Kaun biwi apni pati ko aise bulati hai?"

Naina : "Achha?...aap bhi to mujhe Lt Singh bula rahe the!"

Raj(sulking) : "Ha kyunki" ..Raj began, but stopped, unable to find a reason to argue.

Naina had always called him Rajveer Sir, during the times she had trusted him, sometimes even with her life. While her calling him Captain Shikhawat only reminded him of the times she was angry on him, which was the worst time of his life, according to him.

Naina understood this, in the pause that ensued, after he started acting cranky.

Naina : Ok Thik hai, I am sry. I wont call you Capt Shikhawat. Ok?

Raj : Accha to what will u call me?

Naina (matter of factly) : Rajveer sir!

Raj : Kaunsi biwi apne pati ko sir bulati hai?

Naina : Par..

Raj : Par kya?
U can call me Rajveer, or Raj...he finished,  the huskiness returning in his voice..

Naina : But I...cant, she said, shyly..how can I..

U will, he said confidently, but did not push the matter further

He had more imp tasks at hand, like that lehenga, which he was trying to remove since past 20 min.

He came closer again, and Naina's senses went to overdrive, her hands touching his muscled torso, eliciting sounds of lleasure from him.

Finally he slipped off the intruding  clothing, his hands caressing her thighs, as she gasped loudly.

She knew what was comming next, as his hands went to her inner, she mirrored his and undid the knot of his lower.

Free from all barriers , Raj looked for consent one final time, and finding it, proceeded to make her completely his.

And true to his confidence, she did moan his name, without any suffix, as he finally claimed her.