VIRGIN BUDDHA☠️
He didn't stop and instead continued placing soft kisses all over her face and down her neck, slow and lingering, making her completely overwhelmed with those fluttering butterflies.
Devyani couldn't help but giggle, her whole body reacting to his closeness as emotions rushed through her all at once.
Holding onto his shirt, she said between her breathless laughter, "Pati ji... come on... do something... stop just kissing me..."
Rivan paused mid-way, lifting his head slightly and looking straight at her, his gaze suddenly more intense.
"Kitten... don't tell me then... pati ji stop... please..." he said in a low tone.
Devyani immediately narrowed her eyes, a spark of challenge lighting up in them as she replied, "No way... you are too slow... why would I even tell you..."
For a moment, everything shifted. His expression changed, his eyes darkening as a sharp smirk appeared on his lips.
"Just because you are my baby, I was dealing gently... don't trigger me for something you are not ready for, kitten," he said, his voice now deeper, carrying a warning beneath it.
But Devyani didn't back down even a little. Instead, she tilted her head with a teasing smile and said, "Awwww... do you think I'll get scared, uncle ji?"
Rivan froze instantly, his entire expression breaking for a second as his eyes widened in disbelief.
Rivan's expression was still stuck between shock and disbelief when she said that, and before he could even recover, Devyani burst into laughter, completely enjoying his reaction.
Then, trying to control her laughter but failing miserably, she added, "Oh... actually I asked Reyu bhaiyya your age... and he said you are 30... and also said 'saala buddha ho gaya hai'..."
She couldn't stop laughing now, holding her stomach as she leaned slightly back, clearly entertained. "And I am just 18... so isn't it like... you are too old for me?" she teased, exaggerating her expression, looking at him like she had just made the biggest discovery.
Meanwhile, Rivan just stared at her, completely frozen for a second, and then his jaw tightened slightly.
Inside his mind, Reyansh was already gone. Not just gone, but finished in the most cruel ways possible. He imagined grabbing him the moment he returned, questioning him, dragging him across the entire haveli, and reminding him very clearly that some jokes are not meant to be told to his wife.
His calm face stayed intact on the outside, but inside, he was planning ten different ways to deal with Reyansh.
Then he slowly looked back at Devyani, his eyes narrowing slightly, the earlier softness now replaced with something else.
A dangerous calm. A faint smirk returned to his lips as he leaned a little closer, clearly deciding that if she wanted to tease him like this, then she had no idea what she just started.
She giggled again, unable to stop herself, her eyes shining with mischief as she added, "And also... he said one song for you..." She cleared her throat dramatically and in a teasing tone sang, "Main kya karun Ram... mujhe buddha mil gaya..." and burst into laughter all over again.
Rivan slowly moved his face closer, his expression unreadable but his eyes sharp. "Yeah yeah... I'll make sure you both brother and sister laugh properly," he said in a dangerously calm tone.
Devyani immediately tried to stop laughing, pressing her lips together and straightening her face. "See... I am not laughing," she said, trying to act serious, but the next second she failed again and let out another giggle.
Then she looked at him, tilting her head innocently. "Isn't it true... you are too much old for me?"
Rivan stared at her for a moment, then a slow smirk appeared on his lips. He leaned closer, his voice low but steady. "Too old for you?" he repeated.
Devyani looked at him with full seriousness, as if she had just discovered something very important in life. "But pati ji... see, I have learnt one truth," she said, nodding to herself.
Rivan, already suspicious of her "truths," asked, "What?"
She leaned a little closer and said in a very thoughtful tone, "That this requires a lot of energy... what if you suddenly faint out?"
For a second, silence filled the room.
Rivan closed his eyes.
Took a deep breath.
As if controlling himself.
Then he opened them and looked at her with a calm but dangerous expression. "You know... half knowledge is always dangerous... and you always prove that perfectly."
Devyani burst into laughter again, completely enjoying his reaction more than anything else. She wasn't even scared. In fact, she loved this side of him when he got slightly annoyed because of her.
"Awww... mere buddhe..." she teased, moving closer and lightly holding his face, "aao main aapko pyaar karu..."
That was it.
Something shifted in his expression.
The calm disappeared.
Replaced by something intense.
Something dangerous.
He looked straight into her eyes and said in a low, firm voice, "Let me show you... how this so called "VIRGIN BUDDHA" works Mrs Thakur."
His tone alone was enough to send a sudden chill down her spine.
And for the first time
She realized
Maybe she pushed him a little too far.
He suddenly reached for his phone.
Dialed a number without breaking eye contact.
"Cancel all my meetings for tomorrow," he said calmly.
There was a pause on the other side.
"Yeah," he added shortly, and cut the call.
Devyani blinked.
Completely confused.
"What...?" she started.
He looked at her.
That same dangerous calm still in his eyes.
"You'll need my care tomorrow," he said slowly.
"That's why I cleared my schedule."
Her brows frowned in confusion.
Before she could complete
He started unbuttoning his shirt.
Slowly.
Casually.
She gulped.
Her throat suddenly felt dry.
Her eyes followed his movements without her permission.
Her heartbeat picking up again.
"What are you doing..." she whispered, her voice barely there.
He came closer.
Close enough that she could feel his presence all over again.
"You wanted to test if I'm old..." he said quietly.
Her fingers curled slightly.
Her breath uneven.
Because suddenly
She realized
This wasn't her teasing anymore.
This was him taking control.
And she didn't know whether to run
Or stay.
Rivan's fingers moved with deliberate slowness, unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time while she lay beneath him on the soft bed.
The room was bathed in the soft glow of bedside lamps, casting dramatic shadows that danced across their bodies, heightening the intimacy of the night.
Her eyes widened as his shirt parted, revealing the sculpted lines of his chest and abdomen firm muscles honed from years of training, a light trail of hair leading downward.
She couldn't tear her gaze away, her heart pounding with a mix of awe and budding desire.
Unconsciously, her tongue darted out to lick her lips, tracing the soft curve of her mouth.
A sudden memory flashed in her mind the playful when she'd licked Nutella from his torso, her tongue swirling over the sticky sweetness on his abs, tasting chocolate mixed with the salt of his skin.
Heat rushed to her cheeks, and she gulped hard, her throat tight with the recollection.
He caught the subtle shift in her expression and smirked, his voice low and teasing. "Remember something,kitten?"
But she was too entranced by the sight of his body, her eyes tracing every ridge and valley, oblivious to his words.
The shirt finally slipped off his shoulders, and he tossed it aside with a flourish, letting it land far across the room.
His smirk deepened as he watched her, knowing full well the nervousness flickering behind her admiration.
She was brave in her teasing earlier, but now, with the reality closing in, she looked like a scared kitten wide-eyed and trembling just a little.
Inside, he smiled to himself he wouldn't step back tonight. This was their moment, and he'd guide her through it gently, but firmly.
The night had deepened, the dramatic lighting from the lamps playing tricks of light and shadow, making his form seem even more imposing and alluring as he hovered over her.
Leaning down to her level, his face inches from hers, Rivan's dark eyes locked onto her hazel ones. "Nervous?" he murmured, his breath warm against her skin.
She swallowed, forcing a brave smile despite the butterflies rioting in her stomach. "Nope. I'm ready."
Her voice came out steadier than she felt, but her innocence shone through the way her fingers twisted in the sheets, the slight quiver in her lower lip.
Rivan raised an eyebrow, his smirk turning playful.
Before she could respond, his lips descended on her face, planting soft, wet kisses across her forehead, her cheeks, the tip of her nose.
He moved lower, trailing his mouth along her jawline, then to her neck, sucking gently at the sensitive skin there.
Each kiss left a trail of moisture, sending shivers racing down her spine.
She tilted her head back instinctively, exposing more of her throat, her breaths coming in short gasps as warmth pooled in her core.
His hands found the edge of her pallu, the delicate fabric of her saree draped over her shoulder.
With a slow tug, he removed it, letting it slide away to reveal the tight blouse beneath, hugging her curves. Her nervousness spiked instantly until moments ago, she'd been bold, teasing him with glances and touches, but now her bravery crumbled.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, eyes darting to his face as if seeking reassurance.
He paused, his fingers lingering on the blouse's buttons, watching her reaction.
But instead of fear, he saw excitement flickering in her eyes, mingled with that wide-eyed innocence.
She bit her lip, her body arching slightly toward him without her realizing it.
He chuckled softly, the sound rumbling in his chest.
In one swift motion, he flipped her onto her stomach, her cheek pressing into the cool pillow. His body covered hers from behind, his weight a comforting pressure. Leaning close, his lips brushed her ear as he whispered,
Her heart hammered against her ribs, a gasp escaping as his fingers deftly unclasped the hook of her blouse.
The fabric loosened, and she felt exposed even before it was fully off her breaths grew heavy, ragged, a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her. Excitement bubbled up, making her skin tingle, but nervousness clawed at the edges, reminding her how new this all was.
She'd never been touched like this.What if she did something wrong? What if it hurt? Yet, beneath the fear, a deep trust in him warmed her, chasing away the shadows.
Rivan's mouth found her back, kissing along her spine with slow, deliberate presses of his lips.
Each one was wet, his tongue flicking out occasionally to taste her skin, leaving glistening trails that cooled in the night air.
He moved lower, then up again, savoring the way her body tensed and relaxed under his touch.
Her heart went wild, pounding so fiercely she thought it might burst every kiss ignited sparks that traveled straight to her abdomen, where a strange, aching heat began to build, unfamiliar and insistent.
He flipped her back over gently, facing him now, her blouse hanging open.
With careful hands, he peeled it away, exposing her simple white bra.
She clutched the bedsheet tightly in her fists, knuckles white, whispering to herself under her breath, "It's okay, it's okay... he's not seeing you for the first time. Just breathe."
Her voice was barely audible, a mantra against the vulnerability crashing over her.
Rivan's gaze lifted to her face first, searching her eyes for any sign of distress. Finding only flushed cheeks and parted lips, he let his eyes drift lower to her breasts, barely contained by the thin fabric.
He looked back at her, then down again, a silent question in his stare like he was asking permission without words.
She met his gaze, her voice soft but sure despite the tremor. "It's all yours."
The words felt bold coming from her innocent lips, a surrender wrapped in trust.
He chuckled again, low and affectionate, as he reached behind her to unhook the bra.
The straps slipped down her shoulders, and he eased it away, baring her fully.
Her breasts spilled free full and round, nipples already hardening in the cool air.
They were generous, perfect handfuls that made his breath hitch.
Cupping them gently in his large hands, Rivan massaged with slow, kneading motions, his thumbs brushing over the soft undersides.
The sensation was electric for her warm palms enveloping her, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her abdomen.
She moaned, the sound escaping unbidden, " Ahhhhh......" It was a soft, breathy cry, her body arching into his touch.
He squeezed, watching her face contort in pleasure, her eyes fluttering shut. "You like that, don't you, my little kitten?" he teased, his voice husky.
She nodded, words failing her as waves of sensation crashed over her.
The old-fashioned endearment slipped out in her moan, making him grin.
"Yes, kitten?" he murmured against her skin, lowering his head.
His mouth closed over one nipple, tongue swirling around the peaked bud as he sucked gently. She shivered violently, her toes curling into the sheets, another moan tearing from her throat. 'Ahhhhhh, Pati-ji!"
He lavished attention on her breasts, alternating between them with teasing precision. His tongue lapped at one nipple, flicking the sensitive tip until it glistened, while his fingers pinched and rolled the other, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp.
He sucked harder, pulling the flesh into his warm mouth, then released it with a soft pop, blowing cool air over the wet skin to heighten the contrast. Her body writhed beneath him, innocent hips bucking slightly as the pleasure built.
"Tell me how it feels,"he whispered, his free hand tracing circles around her other breast, avoiding the nipple deliberately to build anticipation.
Her breaths came in pants, her abdomen clenching with a deep, throbbing ache a wetness gathering between her thighs that she didn't fully understand but craved more of.
"It... it's like fire inside me, Pati-ji. Warm and tingly, right here..." She pressed a hand to her belly shyly, her voice laced with wonder and embarrassment.
He obliged, his mouth returning to suckle deeply, teeth grazing the edge of her nipple just enough to make her cry out.
His hands kneaded relentlessly, thumbs now flicking both peaks in rhythm, drawing out longer moans that filled the room.
He could feel her pulse under his lips, taste the faint salt of her skin, and it drove him wild.
He praised between licks, his tongue tracing wet patterns across her cleavage.
He nipped lightly at the swell of her breast, then soothed with a kiss, watching her toes curl again, her body trembling on the edge of something new and overwhelming.
She clutched his shoulders now, nails digging in as the teasing intensified his mouth hovering just above her nipple, breath teasing without touching, until she whimpered.
His mouth latched onto my breast again, sucking with this fierce hunger that made my whole world spin.
Oh god... what is happening to me...
It feels like a whole zoo has been opened inside my stomach
Not a normal zoo... a wild one
Monkeys jumping... elephants running... lions roaring inside me
Am I alive... or am I dying...
No... I am definitely going crazy
This is not normal... this cannot be normal
Why no one warned me about this...
There should be training for this... proper training
At least one chapter in school books
Because I am clearly failing
My brain is not working
My heart is running marathon
And my body... has officially betrayed me
HE sucked them so angrily, like he was starving because he didn't have his own breasts to play with.
I could feel his frustration in every pull of his lips, every swirl of his tongue around my nipple.
But still, in the next life, I pray they get some fairness.
Men should be provided with their own,so they don't have to hungrily latch onto their wives like small babies who cried for their mumma's milk.
Wait... one second...
Poor men...
Maybe this is why they act like this
Maybe they are also confused
Maybe they are just pretending to be normal
Oh god... so much pressure on them
I suddenly feel bad
No... no... this is still unfair
In my next life... I will become advocate
A very big one
And I will question this system
Yes... I will fight for equality
Full equality
But first...
Let me survive this moment
Because right now...
I am not Devyani anymore
I am full zoo management system
And everything is out of control
Don't know what was happening to me. But I swear it felt like all the animals from a zoo were suddenly running inside my stomach.
No... not just running. Jumping. Fighting. Doing a full circus act.
I held onto him tightly, my fingers digging into his shoulders as if he was the only thing keeping me grounded. The world beneath me felt unsteady, like the ground had disappeared, and if I loosened my grip even a little, I would either fall apart... or completely lose myself.
Why is this feeling like this...
Why is my body reacting like this...
Is this normal...
My thoughts echoed loudly inside me, one after another, chaotic and uncontrollable.
Does every wife feel like this... like her insides have turned into some wild, uncontrollable jungle... when her husband comes this close...?
And him... he was not helping at all. Not even a little.
I shut my eyes tightly, as if that could somehow stop everything.
Maaa... I cried silently in my mind... I am going crazy...
My breaths came uneven, my heart refusing to slow down, my entire being caught in something I couldn't understand, couldn't control.
And suddenly
It felt like something fierce rose inside me.
Something wild.
Something unstoppable.
For a moment, I felt like I could pick up a sword and fight... fight everything... fight these strange feelings... fight this storm inside me.
Wait... fight what?
The zoo inside me?
Yes.
Exactly that.
A warrior.
When he grabbed my other breast and took it into his mouth, sucking hard while his hand squeezed the first one, I moaned loudly.
Man, he is giving me punishment, I know it or else he might be unhappy that he doesn't have his own to nibble on.
My poor Pati-ji, forced to borrow mine like a kid eyeing the neighbor's toys.
My fingers shivered uncontrollably, like they were caught in an earthquake, and my knees weakened so much I thought they'd buckle right under me.
And trust me, there was this terrible feeling in my abdomen now a swirling storm, hot and urgent, like someone had lit a bonfire down there and forgotten to put it out.
He mumbled against my skin, "Ahh, kitten, easy—"
I froze for a second, completely shocked by my own reaction.
Oh... was that too much...?
Oops...
But what am I supposed to do...?
I am not in control anymore.
Not even a little.
My mind is still working...
But in the worst possible way.
Like a broken GPS
Instead of taking me home, it is dragging me straight into a volcano.
Every thought feels wrong.
Every feeling feels stronger than it should be.
And my knees...
Oh god...
They felt so weak.
So unsteady.
Like jelly trying to stand on its own.
I tried to hold myself together.
Tried to breathe.
Tried to act normal.
But everything inside me kept building up.
Faster.
Stronger.
Uncontrollable.
And in the end
I couldn't hold it anymore.
He responded immediately, pulling back with wide eyes, his lips shiny from me.
I nodded my head as no, still panting, my chest heaving. He searched my face, concern mixing with that teasing glint.
I said with a pout, my voice all whiny and innocent, "I feel like my knees are paining, and also... I am feeling something down there."
Down there... oh god... did I really say that...?
What even is "down there"... why did I say it like that... like I am giving directions to some place...
Is it some secret place...
Hai bhagwan... what am I even thinking...
He chuckled softly, but there was something else in it this time.
Ummm...
So this is revenge.
Pakaa revenge.
For teasing him earlier.
I narrowed my eyes a little.
No way I am stepping back now.
No way.
If he thinks Devyani Thakur will get scared
Impossible.
I puffed my chest a little and said with full attitude, "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Thakur... I am more stronger than you!"
And then
Silence.
Wait...
What did I just say...?
Mr... Thakur...?
My eyes widened.
Oh no...
I never call him that...
Never...
It's always pati ji...
Or something sweet...like monster, pookie, sleeping creature, jangli admi, pati Parmeshwar ji,baby, Chalta firta chikna,daddy,gande bacche,ae ji,Kaizan k pita ji, battameez admi.
Why did I say that...
Why now...
My cheeks suddenly felt very hot.
Like really really hot.
Hai rabba...
I think I messed up...
But his smirk showed that he liked it a lot. That wicked curve of his lips made my stomach flip, adding more chaos to the animal parade inside.
I tried to maintain my danger aura, glaring at him like a fierce tigress, but I was failing miserably.
My pout probably looked more like a duck's bill than a warrior's snarl.
Because suddenly, he moved away from me, his hands leaving my breasts with a final squeeze that made me whimper.
He slid down the bed, going near my legs. Why is he moving?
"Helping you," he said, his voice all smooth and mysterious.
And I blushed Mrs. Thakur! Yeah, that sounds like heaven.
I was giggling inside, imagining it embroidered on my sarees or carved on the haveli gates.
Until his hands touched my feet, and my eyes widened like saucers.
Why the sudden shift from breasts to legs? Did he like my legs now?
Are they the next exhibit in his personal zoo tour? And suddenly, he started kissing them soft, warm presses of his lips on my ankles, trailing up my calves.
I sat up bolt upright, the bedsheets tangling around me.
He asked, looking up with amusement.
And I yelled, "What are you doing?"
He replied simply, like it was the most obvious thing.
He grinned, that devilish spark in his eyes.
I was completely confused now.
This is not my pati ji.
No.
Something is wrong.
Very wrong.
One moment he is like this...
And the next moment
Something else.
Completely different.
I stared at him, my eyes wide.
Did they exchange souls?
Because this is not normal.
My pati ji is not like this.
He is calm.
Serious.
Sometimes scary.
But this...
This is something else.
My heart started beating faster again.
But this time
Out of confusion.
I slowly started murmuring under my breath.
Very quietly.
I even squeezed my eyes shut for a second.
Just in case.
Because what if they are really here...
Suddenly
He stopped.
I felt the movement pause.
I slowly opened one eye.
Then the other.
He had lifted his head.
Looking at me.
Completely confused.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Then narrowed his eyes slightly.
I blinked at him.
Still unsure.
Still serious.
"Just checking..." I whispered softly.
My innocent face made it worse.
Because I was actually serious.
I was so nervous, I blurted out the first hilarious thing that popped into my chaotic mind, my voice pitching high in panic.
Because no normal man goes from sucking breasts to slurping feet.
I looked at him with full suspicion, my eyes narrowed like I had caught some big secret.
"Are you possessed by the haveli's headless horseman...?" I whispered dramatically.
Then my expression turned even more serious.
"Or worse... did the kitchen ghost put extra mirchi in your chai... that's why you are acting like this...?"
I pointed a finger at him, completely serious.
"Tell me, Mr. Thakur... right now... or I will call the village pandit and make him sprinkle gangajal on you!"
For a second
He just stared at me.
Completely frozen.
His jaw slightly open.
Eyes wide.
Like I had just said the most unbelievable thing in the world.
Then suddenly
He burst out laughing.
Not normal laughing.
Full loud laughing.
The kind that shakes everything.
His laughter echoed in the room, deep and uncontrollable, as if he couldn't stop even if he tried.
"Exorcising...? Possessed...?" he said between laughs.
He wiped the corner of his eye, still chuckling, trying to calm himself down but failing again.
"If I am a ghost..." he said, leaning closer, his voice softer now, "then you are the one haunting me..."
I blinked at him.
Still confused.
Still suspicious.
Before I could say anything
He gently pulled me closer again.
"No ghosts here..." he murmured softly.
His tone changed.
Less teasing.
More warm.
My cheeks turned red instantly.
Because somehow
Even after all that nonsense
He still made it feel... special.
He looked at her, slightly serious now, and said softly, "Please... don't run your wild thoughts during our moments... just enjoy..."
For a second, Devyani blinked.
Then she nodded like she had just understood something very important in life.
Ohhh...
So this is the problem.
I am using my brain too much.
She made a small serious face and said, "It's okay pati ji... I won't please continue..."
Rivan just moved his head slightly, like he was completely done with her.
And that was enough.
She suddenly giggled.
A soft, proud giggle.
"Yeah..." she whispered to herself happily.
And then she looked at him again with that same innocent face.
Completely unaware
That she was the only one who could turn such intense moments...
Into pure chaos.
Ahhhhh, damn my little queen.
Her endless questions one day, they're going to turn my hair completely grey from trying to answer them all.
But hell, I'd be the happiest man alive if that's the price for this.
Watching her lie there with her bare chest exposed, those perfect breasts rising and falling with every shaky breath, it's driving me insane.
My cock is throbbing so hard against my pants, straining like it's about to burst free.
I was about to lose my control tonight because I don't think I can hold myself back much longer.
She's so innocent, so untouched, and knowing I'm the one who gets to show her all this... it makes my heart pound as fiercely as my dick does.
I know she must be feeling those wild sensations in her core right now, that twisting heat building up, making her struggle in the best way.
And I love that she's discovering it all with me.
I want to be her first her only. Her last.
But I can't forget that I'm a virgin too, just like her. This is my first time navigating this, so things might be a little clumsy, a bit difficult.
But damn, with her, it's worth every awkward second.
I took her leg gently in my hands, starting with soft kisses along her ankle, trailing up her calf with wet, lingering presses of my lips.
Each one left a shiny trail on her skin, and she moaned softly, those little sounds escaping her like music slow at first, building as I moved higher.
I could see the twisting sensation hitting her abdomen again, her body arching just a fraction, that innocent confusion mixing with the pleasure in her eyes.
Carefully, I lifted the edge of her saree a bit, bunching the fabric up her thigh.
Her breath hitched sharply, a quick gasp that made my pulse race, but she didn't question it.
Good girl she knows we're heading toward being completely naked, skin to skin, nothing between us.
Nervousness crept into her expression, those wide eyes flickering with uncertainty, but she masked it well, her small hands clutching the bedsheet so tightly her knuckles turned white.
I inched the saree higher, just enough to reveal the smooth curve of her inner thigh, that soft, untouched skin glowing in the dim light.
Leaning in, I planted a gentle kiss there, right where her leg met her hip, my lips brushing feather-light.
Her eyes widened in pure panic, like I'd just shocked her with lightning, and a deep moan tore from her throat
"Ahhhh......ummmmm" long and needy, her toes curling against the mattress as her hands gripped the sheet even harder, twisting it like a lifeline.
She nodded simply.
And just like that
She reached for the door handle.
"OKAY OKAY WAIT—"
Aditya practically jumped, panic flooding through him as he leaned forward.
Her answer came without delay.
He blinked again.
"You... want alcohol?"
No hesitation.
No confusion.
Just quiet certainty.