TPR2 Chap 35 – Together we will conquer all!
Hellooooooo shelloooooooooo here we are again. The story moves on, coming to its natural conclusion. We have loved, lived, chased bad guys, met several new fabulous characters, I have enjoyed creating them for you. I think its time to leave Geet and Maan for a while and move on to new things. Its been 5 years nearly –
It is said time fades pain
within that time
much, we have gained
new horizons our Maaneet have sought
dastardly villains they have fought
there has been much laughter and fun
I have written lines and lines of puns ;))
Gulabo and Gullu
totalwa full of mastiwa woh ullu ;))
Singhania ka daar
Geet and Maan ka lamba safar
Mrs Chaddha and her Chickensssssssssss
you said what the Dicken’s ;)))
Daadima, Chotu and Babli
so sweet full of love and bubbly
A…Adi and Pinky
more loyal friends you would never find always sunny
jealousy, rage and fear
these two characters we will always hold very dear
we lead this story to its natural conclusion
I cannot take it any further without confusion
lets leave them in their love nest
doing what they do best! :)))))))
Chap 35 Together we will conquer all!
Maan opened his eyes and stared at Geet.
But it wasn’t his Mishty at all. His fist was curled across Simple’s chest in some bright neon pink concoction that looked like a pink flamingo had taken its last breath and exploded all over her ample exposed chest. Her mouth was painted with the same neon pink and her eyes looked like as if she had walked into a pot of paint.
And as for the smell…..
Shocked beyond comprehension he let go of her as if stung. With a scream she fell backwards onto the bed, making him more mad as she started writhing and moaning his name in some sort of frenzied fit.
“Maaaannnnn….oh yes yes yes! I am yours…take me…. take me!”
A horrified growl burst from him.“Stop that! What the hell are you doing here at this time of the night? And what are you WEARING?” Hastily he covered her exposed flesh with some pink froth.
“And what’s that smell? Acchooooo!”
“I know you cant resist me..Maan….I can see that’s why you threw me straight on the bed.”
His eyes full of dark fury he pulled her up with one hand and pushed her towards the door. Muttering ‘the hell I cant!’ flung it wide open with the other hand and shoved her spluttering and cooing pinkness out of the room. Just in time to see Geet turning mid step to look up at the commotion with wide shocked eyes.
Her mouth opened but nothing came out. She just couldn’t find the right words. Maan had pulled Simple into his arms into their room…the outhouse, right in front of her very own eyes. For a moment she just stood like a stone statue as if frozen by the events, then as the cooing noises from Simple broke into her haze she turned on her heel and stared to descend quickly.
“GITHHH! STOP RIGHT THERE!” It was a bellow that shook the outhouse, more shocking as Maan hardly ever raised his voice.
Turning furiously she spurted, “No Maan! I ve seen ….”
What had she seen?
“What have you seen?” he challenged letting go of the pink froth he had been holding.
“Errr Maan forget her….look I am here now…” Simple simpered sliding close to him and rubbing herself suggestively against him.
Ignoring Simple, Maan turned furious eyes on Geet who had started to go down a few more steps.
“Stop and come back here GEET!”
“Maan come back and take me to bed….” Simple pouting.
BED…..BED! Pink flamingo in bed with her Maan! Geet felt dizzy just thinking about it.
“I…I am not going anywhere with you especially upstairs into the bedroom where you dragged her in! I am going to my room right now to see what I am going to do about us next.” Turning pained rejected eyes on him she muttered, “and anyway you got her to keep you company.” With that she turned on her heel and decided she was indeed gong back to her room think about what had just happened.
“ Shut up Simple, you are insane!” His eyes full of fury he turned and looked down at Geet. “Why did you send her to my room Geet? Have you gone insane?”
That comment stopped her in her tracks. “What?”
“Did you think it would distract me from what I have to say to you Geet?”
“Send who to your room?”
Completely puzzled she stared him.
“Her!” Maan pointed at a simpering Simple.
“You’re the one who dragged her into our room!”
“I thought it was you!”
“What? You thought THAT was me?” With a huff of incredulity she started talking to herself.
“Incredible! He drags her into the room thinking THAT was me! That pink flamingo gone wrong!”
Muttering she reached the bottom of the stairs and started pacing furiously.
Outraged Simple screamed.
“And stop blaming me! I didn’t send her. WHY would I send her?”
“Pink flamingo gone wrong?” Simple blustered angrily at her. “ Maaaaan darling….I came myself….I can see you’re not happy with Geet…you would be so much happier with me…” Simple persisted reaching for Maan’s arm and shoving her feathery cleavage into his face.
Shaking her off he glared. “YOU!” He pointed to Simple, “get out of my sight right now before I put you over my knee and give you a hiding so hard you wont be able to sit for a week! And for god sake go and shower! Acchooooo!” He put his finger to his nose warding off another sneeze.
“Maan I know she is your wife, but you could divorce so easily nowadays!” Simple glared at Geet. “She is so…so…so dull!”
“Show some respect! SHE is my wife and she is your Bhabhi! There is nothing remotely DULL about Geet. Foolishly, she jumps in front of killers without fear to save me. She has fought villains, gangsters, even landed in jail to save her loved ones. She is loyal to a fault her friends will tell you , she is incredible, beautiful, she is my completely paagal Mishty! Now GO before I do something I will regret.” He pushed Simple off down the corridor with a great big shove.
Glaring at Geet Simple hurrrrrphed her way back towards the main house.
Not bothered any more about Simple, Geet stared hard at him. He was complimenting her but even in that he was telling her off!
“And YOU!” He hurled down at Geet “Upstairs right NOW!
“Huh!” No way was she appeased by what he had just said, Geet glared back and started to walk away.
Before she reached two paces he was behind her, striding after her he twirled her to face him and lifted her over his shoulder one fluid motion.
How did he manage that, she wondered. She hadn’t even heard him come down the stairs.
“Maan! Put me down right now! I am warning you…I’ll scream!”
“Scream all you like. No one is going to hear you from here in the outhouse.” Slowly and in no apparent hurry now that he had her, he climbed up the stairs and strode into the bedroom.
“Don’t you dare put me on the same bed! Where you and the pink floosie…!”
“Geet you are not making any sense whatsoever…but then that’s expected.”
“You You You…oh its all crumpled!” Geet screamed as he placed his hands at her waist to lift her down and she saw the bed.
“She said you threw her on the bed!”
“She should have also said that as soon as she FELL on it I pulled her off it and threw her out the door.”
Whilst she registered what he was saying he secured his hold on her, lifted her easily and placed her in the middle of the bed coming down on top of her to straddle her his one hand locking her two above her head.
“Maan! Dont you…” Twisting her face away as she thought he was going to kiss her, her eyes flashed fire at him.
The rest of her words were lost in mid sentence as he took no action but gazed down at her. His eyes fierce.
“Chup bilkul chup!”
Wriggling, she tried to dislodge him, but she knew it was to no avail. He wasn’t using the slightest force on her and yet she was trapped.
Taking a deep breath he looked down at her, submitting her to a thorough examination, taking in her dishevelled state. To him she so looked incredible. He knew exactly why she was wearing his shirt. She was a bright clever woman his Mishty. She was wearing it because it never failed to drive him crazy, the urge to slowly unbutton and taste that lush warmth shuddered through him. Pursing his lips, he exerted control and calmed himself, that would have to wait, this time, she was not going to escape so easily.
First he had to get it into her beautiful stubborn head that she was not to go running into trouble blindly. Between them he had to know now he could trust her to tell him her fears, never, never had he felt so much pain as when she had not told him about the phone.
Chin set at stubborn angle she challenged. “I know what you are going to say….” she could read it in his face. “I didn’t set out to hurt you Maan……I wanted to keep you from danger.”
“Keep ME from danger” An incredulous growl escaped him. “No! You don’t understand! The fact that you didn’t tell me…” his eyes darkened now with pain.
““You would have done the same, and I could have sorted it out.” Her eyes flashed, and then pleaded for understanding as she saw the stubborn jaw set at a hard angle.
“Isn’t it about time you said I knew WE could have sorted it out Geet? We have been through so much together. You don’t have to do it on your own anymore. Learn to trust yourself to trust me…”
“I trust you with my life” That was true , she did.
“Then why don’t you look after that life for me? You know what Singhania was capable off, and yet you…and even when I told you to wait in the office you came.”
The pain in his words, his tense body, his face and especially his eyes said it all. He put it so simply her eyes filled.
‘Then why don’t you look after that life for ME.’
She couldn’t argue with him anymore. She didn’t want to argue with him at all. Hadn’t she come here to talk to him anyway. His love for her shone bright in his deep chocolate eyes. As her senses relaxed they became attuned to his warmth, his hard length holding her, his spicy aftershave, her body melted under his.
Immediately he felt it. So tuned to each other slightest movement his nostrils flared as he sensed her acquiescence. But he was not going to give in that easily as much as he wanted to.
“So this is how its going to be from now on….”.His eyes dark and loaded with intensity he husked, “you are not to go and run after any villains, thugs, goondas, chicken wali tarot reading aunties or any such lunatic people.”
God she so wanted to kiss him. “Yes Maan.” Her agreement so totally docile, she licked her lips.
A shudder ran through him as his eyes followed the wet glide of her tongue across her lips. His head lowered and he settled himself over her.
“I mean it Geet! I will not tolerate any more of this!” He could feel himself losing it as her fragrance filled his senses, her lush warmth surrounded him willing him to let go of his stubborn argument and make love to her.
“Ummm…yes of-course Maan.” Her eyes full of mischief she raised her head and licked his lips.
“Githhhhhh!” The pent up hunger he was keeping in check burst forth and he claimed her lips in kiss that left no doubt about how much he needed her.
Her hands stared tugging at his shirt. He stilled them immediately.
“No not until you promise me..this time I mean it Geet.”
“Umm,,,yes, yes I said so didn’t I.” She wriggled against his pelvis, a hiss of need burst from him.
“Mishty..you ..” .and then he lost it as her hands slid themselves over his back.
Their clothes were suddenly a hindrance. All his thoughts of torturing her whilst slowly unbuttoning his shirt and tasting her went out the window as her lips found and gently bit into the soft part of his ear lobe.
A gasp of pleasure burst from her lips as he slid himself into her and then there were no more words as they became so completely lost in each other. Pushing each other to limit they showed each other in action how much they meant to each other until too soon release came and they catapulted into orgasms so intense it took a long, long time to float back to earth.
“Mmmmm….” her lips smiled against his shoulder as she lay replete and boneless with pleasure over him.
Maan took a deep breath and groaned. “That wasn’t supposed to happen like that. You were supposed to understand and agree to what I was saying.”
“Oh yes, I did…mmmmm totally.” Stroking his satiny skin over his hard muscles she sighed with pleasure.
“Githhhhh!” The seriousness of his tone struck her.
She raised her eyes and looked into his troubled ones. “Maan I know what you are trying to say. And yes I have learnt my lesson. I promise not to run after any bad men without letting you know first. From now on we do everything together.”
He held her eyes for a good while, he could see she meant what she said. Then a sudden grin spread over his face as the weight fell of his shoulders. Reversing their positions he smiled a devastating smile full of sexy intent.
“Because you know if you break your promise I will refuse to do this……” his mouth closed over a lush breast and suckled making her arch instantly filling his mouth and wanting more.
“Or this…….” his clever fingers sought and found all her sweet spots making her with with want.
“That’s blackmail…Maan..” Smiling she muttered as she guided his mouth to hers.
“You don’t listen to reason so I have to think of inventive things to make you understand.”
“Not fair Maan!” Sparkling amber eyes darkened as he slid a finger deep into her.
“All is fair in love, and I love you more than life itself my Mishty…tell me you will listen.”
The intimacy intensified as he kissed her deeply.
“To anything you have to say Maan, as long as you look after your your life for me too.” A gasp was joined by a moan as he settled over her
“Together we will face whatever comes.” she whispered into his mouth, her love and trust clearly showing in her amber eyes.
“Yes!” his groan was triumphant. Their eyes locked as they became one.
“Together! Always……” and then were no more words to be said for a long time.