Teasing Her

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✤✤✤Riyansh’s POV✤✤✤
   

There was a little snack break before the result announcement and I could feel a stinging electric current waving in my feet. My feet were in the state of Paresthesia.

My eyes went to Arya and her eyelashes were heavy with slumber. The auditorium was looking empty. Only a few people were still sitting in their seats, busy in talking with each other.

I stood up and stretched my arms a little bit. She looked at me from the below. Blinking her eyes and mixing innocence in her surroundings. She looked so sweet and pure that my lips spread into a gentle smile.
   
  
I held my hand in front of her. "Will you go out with me, on a walk?" Her drowsy eyes sparkled with excitement.
   
  
I looked into them, keeping my smile stuck to my face. She took my hand and kissed it, "I would love to take a walk with His Majesty." She retorted my smile with a cute smug.
   

"You are such a drama queen. Aren't you?" I squinted my eyes at her being amused.
   

"Me, being a drama queen! These words sounds hypocritical from His Majesty. You are the biggest drama king I know." She stood up with a jolt and poked my cheeks with her fingers.
   
I chuckled hearing her words and I knew in the battle of words nobody can beat her then how could I?

"Okay, okay I accept everything you say. Will you go out on a stroll with me now, Her Highness?"
   
"Oh! Of course Your Majesty. How can I decline your order?" She babbled in British accent and smirked hilariously squinting her eyes in bliss. Her weird smirk on top of her fail accent forced the laughter out of my guts.

 I couldn't stop laughing. I grabbed her hand and walked out. I was stabbed by many sudden glances in the way because my chortle was echoing around me.

Tired of my laughter, She pressed her palms against my lips and gave me a narrow-eyed glare.

"Would you stop laughing now or not? It wasn't even that funny." She sounded offended. Her glaring eyes were full of glitters lying in them. And her anger was red on the top her little nose. Red jiggly puff, that was how she looked because of her round cheeks.

I grabbed her fluffy cheeks in my hands. And started kneading them.

"You look adorable when you are angry like a little, cute toddler" I chirped while still pulling her cheeks. She spatted my hands immediately, her eyebrows formed a crease.

"Are you making fun of my short height?" She clenched her jaw in anger, scrunching her tiny nose at me and glaring at me, squinting her eyes, having her hands on her waist. And that was just extra spice to her cuteness.

"Cutiepie, If I compared your cuteness with a toddler that doesn't mean, I am making fun of you." I flapped my eyelashes after completing my sentence.

"Don't you dare to compare me with a child I don't like it. I am not a child, I am grown up." She threatened, crossing her arms and turning away from me just like an angry child does.

I face palmed myself. "And she asks me to not call her a child" I nodded my head and mumbled to myself.

"Okay, I won't call you a child. Is that fine? Now look at me." I said getting in front of her.

But she turned in opposite direction. I tried to face her again but she kept pivoting on her feet, trying to avoid me.

I sighed in disbelief at her childishness and then in the end I just confined her in my arms in frustration. "Now where will you go?" I said in her ears feeling like a winner. Being with her for so long. I have turned into a child too.

"Leave me, what would someone think if they see us like this?"

"Oh no, I am not letting you go. You were the one to turn away whenever I tried to see your face. Aren't you? So, I am not leaving  you." My mildly warm whisper danced against her ear.

She trembled a little in my hold and her breaths became unstable, torturing the air by inhaling it as slowly as possible, losing her balance whenever my breaths were passing against her ear. But I was enjoying, seeing her like this. She had teased me a lot. It was her turn now.

"Yeah, I know but I was angry from you calling me a child. But now, leave na pleaseeeee" She pleaded in her honey coated voice.

"First thing is that I don't care what people gonna think and second is that, weren't you the one teasing me from the night? So, it's my turn now." I kissed her ears through my voice, slowly pulling her more firmly against my body and tying my arms more tightly around her.

"You kissed me, didn't you? I am thinking of returning the favour now. So, where should I kiss? Tell me Arya," I continued tormenting her with my words.

"No, somebody will see." She groaned in vulnerability.

"Nobody will see us. So, tell me where should I kiss? Should I kiss your cheeks like you kissed mine? My nose brushing to her cheeks gently as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment.

"Or should I kiss your ears which make you tremble whenever I say something in them?" My breaths fanned against her ears as I said that. And she clutched my shirt for support.

"Or do you want to be kissed here?" I trailed my fingers smoothly on her collarbone in tracing her goosebump jewelled skin just like she slides her fingers on her book before reading a poem.

She gulped, And her breaths were restless, her heart was hitting her chest hardly, I could feel it because I was the cage she was locked in,  I knew about her every bodily movement.

"I want an answer, give me one." I almost kissed her ear as my breaths collided harshly against it. Harshly but with precision because I knew, she was delicate.

"I-I- Well I- I don't know if you would like my answer." She stammered and her every breath was as shaky as she was in my arms.

"It's impossible for me to not like something which is related to you." I retorted to her smirking, wiggling my nose against her cheeks.

Her hands were above on my arms now. I didn't know if she was trying to get rid of my embrace or was trying to link her fingers with mine.

But her fingers were tenderly touching my hands and my fingers, like they were trying to fix a puzzle. The warmth in her hands was lighting something illuminating inside me.

"But, I-I st-ill doubt that you will l-ike my answer." She replied. And every word from her lips was sounding like sexy music of 90's to me.

I flipped her towards me and then pulled her into me and confined her once again. Drowning myself in her profound eyes and this time whispering to her lips I uttered, "Don't doubt me, I am giving you a promise that I won't disrespect your answer."

To be continued...

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