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~ It is one thing to fall in love. It's another to feel someone else fall in love with you, and to feel a responsibility towards that love!

Devid Lethiman~

"If that's the case mademoiselle, I think you should be prepared, because by the end of this trip, you will be out of ways to reward me", Manik winked at his wife who smirked back at him, her eyes dancing in delight.

"You have no idea how many ways I can reward you and how, so just pull up your game you know", she deliberately bit her lower lip, as she spoke, giving it all a sexy effect, and if not standing just outside the airport, Manik would have kissed her then and there.

Nandini flipped her hair back at his dumbstruck expressions, and laughed, dragging her suitcase while Manik shook his head, smiling to himself as he called for the taxi. By the time they reached their hotel, It was already late evening, so they decided to freshen up and dine in the attached restaurant first.

Taking a quick shower, Manik changed into a casual purple check shirt and jeans, and then took his time fixing his hair and choosing his perfume, while waiting for to Nandini freshen up.

Honestly, in their married life of all these months, this was the first time he was going to dine out with his wife, alone. Manik smiled at the realization, this was kind of their first date. So he moved out of the suite to the balcony, making some phone calls to see if things could be arranged on such a short notice.

But when he walked back into the room and raised his eyes from his phone, he was completely taken aback by one look at his gorgeous wife. Manik had always known that she carried western dresses with grace too, courtesy some of her social media pictures, but he had always seen her in kurti-leggings or sarees since the wedding, apart from her night dresses that includes tanks and payjamas, and sometimes Camisoles and shorts. But right now, watching her clad in a little yellow dress that ended mid thigh, her usually straight hair blow dried, and her eyes highlighted with kohl, she looked every bit of the diva she usually didn't flaunt to be.

"Like what you see, mister?", Nandini noticed him through the mirror and teased, but Manik was still staring, and all the awed expressions on his face made Nandini feel like the prettiest girl in the world. She put up the vermilion in her parting first, and sprayed some perfume before turning to face him. Catwalking in her red flip flops, Nandini Malhotra walked close to her husband and ran her index finger along his face, from his forhead till his jaw, and Manik closed his eyes at her touch. Smiling to herself, Nandini rested her left hand on his shoulder and pulled him a little down, enough to reach his ear.

"I took so much effort for you Husband, so that you don't have to struggle taking it off me, and you aren't even praising me", she spoke real slow in his ears, and Manik shot open his eyes, their faces within an inch to each other but their eyes busy having a conversation of their own.

In the next second, his right hand was around her waist as he pulled her closer, and smiled before dropping a peck on her left cheek.

"You look like the death of me", he murmured near her lips, savouring every bit of her appearance and fragrance, and before Nandini knew it, he was dropping open mouth kisses down her neck, shifting aside the cloth down her shoulder.

"Maaanik!", Nandini moaned out aloud at the sensation, her breathing laboured as she took deep breaths to calm the tightening knot in the pit of her stomach.

It wasn't their first time, they had shared multiple kisses before, and he had left his marks in so many places before too. Since that one drunken night of Manik, others have followed too in the last week because once you discover the pleasure, you only want more. And while Manik loved to ravish her, Nandini loved the way he ravised her. She could see through the love he had for her since a long time, and also, it gave her an opportunity to love him some more.

Yet, every damn time he was close, she felt butterflies. Every damn time his touch made her shiver and every mark he left felt like a treasure. She had always considered all these too poetic, but feeling it all she now knew why physical touch was such an important part of a relationship. Maybe lust is what makes the love run deeper, but she also knew that with them, it wasn't only about the physical pleasure, it was about their need to love each other and be true to the immense emotions they felt for each other.

Love coupled with lust is rewarding while only lust is a destruction most of the times.

Breathing hard, he pushed her away though, and turned his back to her, his shoulders still heaving up and down.

"Fuck it!", she heard him curse loud and in the next second, he was kissing her like there was no tomorrow. He had pushed her on the bed, their tongues exploring their known domains but it was his right hand caressing the soft skin of her thigh that was making her squirm. She had been right, the dress was too easy to peel off, so Manik had too much access right then too.

And of everything that could happen in those moments, her stomach making loud sounds was the least expected. Manik and Nandini looked at each other, and Manik rolled off her, lying beside her as they started laughing their hearts out. Tears rolled out of their eyes, they were laughing that bad, and if anyone else could see them, they would have considered them psycho people.

"Food before it then? Fair enough, we would need our energies! ", Manik questioned, and Nandini turned to hide her face in his chest. There were countable moments when Nandini would feel too shy to speak, but Manik loved them to bits too. Watching her flushed face was different, but watching her eyes lowered and her hands fidgeting while her ears would turn red too, it was an altogether a different experience.

Fifteen minutes later, after fixing up their messed up appearance, Nandini and Manik were walking into the restaurant, hand in hand.

"Mr. And Mrs Malhotra?", Manik asked the waitor and Nandini frowned, because why would he make a reservation in a seemingly empty restaurant attached just below their hotel.

All her doubts were cleared when the smiling waitor took them to a private table, dimly lit and decorated with red rose petals. There were beautiful candles in elegant candle holders that magnified the beautiful setting. Two glasses of wine were waiting for them before hand. She turned to her husband who had a smile on his face as he went on to remove the chair for her. Nandini sat with a queen bow, making Manik chuckle, and he settled in his seat right opposite her.

Nandini clicked a picture immediately, which went onto clicking a dozen, all in different lightening and through different angles until she found her perfect one.

"Why are you women so obsessed with clicking everything?", Manik shrugged, sipping his wine while his wife was still busy in her phone.

A pop up notification on his phone made him scroll down.

@__Nandinii_ tagged you in a post.

He looked at her who was smiling before clicking on it.

Who said all the prince charming were no more? You for sure haven't met my husband yet. @ManikMalhotra_

#firstdate #makingmemories #besthusband #romanticevening #MaNan

"Pictures will always let me see what all you do for me! I know it will also be in my special memories, but when we fight or when I am angry, I won't remember them on my own. But these photos, they will remind me of this day, of our love and of our memories!", Nandini explained, overwhelming Manik.

Every day, she did something out of the woods for him. She made him feel special in ways he didn't know existed. Calling him her Prince charming was not something he had ever expected out of her, he didn't think he was capable of being that. But when he looked through her eyes, he saw fairytale in reality. He saw magic in the way her eyes sparkled at his sight, and he saw unicorns when she lay her head on his bare chest.

He reposted her picture and tagged her, changing the caption.

"There is always that one person who makes you want to be better, who makes you feel loved in ways you have only read in fairytales. She is my fairytale, right here on earth. @__Nandinii_

#wifey #fairyonearth #love #firstdate

Nandini blushed, she was loving the change in him, because out of all the five pictures he had in his account, this one was the longest caption. It was good to see him coming out of his inhibitions and being public about it.

They had their dinner discussing fairly tales and disney princesses. Manik was amazed to know there were more apart from Cindrella, Snowwhite and Jasmine, while Nandini was surprised he even knew basics about them.

It was another kind of beautiful, the comfort to discuss anything and everything with the same eagerness. Once finished Nandini ordered dessert for her, oreo sundae while Manik smirked at her order, and asked the waitor if he they could have the dessert delivered to their room.

When the waitor nodded and went to fetch their order, Nandini raised her eyebrows at her husband. He forwarded his hand to her, in a gesture to move back to their room. Nandini followed, but when the question on her face remained, Manik laughed, his answer startling her.

" What? I thought it would be better if you had your dessert while I had mine!"