The 'I Love Yous'

First of all...Happy Diwali to everyone celebrating 🎉🎇🎀And this is a Diwali gift (with a Dhamaka towards the end 🌚) from my end..Enjoy ...

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Dekhti hai jis tarah se...Teri nazare...Mujhe...Main khudko chhupau kaha...

Shubman was frustrated as he wiped the lip gloss from his face and adjusted his pants as he made his way to open the door. He found his teammates Ishan and Yashasvi standing outside concern etched on both their faces.

"Do you have fever? What does it mean by 'I'm not feeling well' huh?" Ishan said marching inside the flat, referring to the text he had sent in their group last night. He and Yashasvi had been practicing together since the WC squad was announced. Since, Ishan was still in Mumbai, he joined them too.

He loved his bestfriend from all his heart, but right now he regretted putting Ishan in his approved list of visitors , who could visit anytime they wanted without his permission and at times bring in a plus one.

"Yes bhaiya, even your lips are swollen." Yashasvi said innocently, concern evident in his eyes. Shubman's frustration evaporated for a moment, his cheeks turning pink as his hand touched his lips.

"I wasn't feeling good last night. Probably something I ate, I'm fine now." He said as the two men moved to sit on the couch. Thank god, he had picked up their plates from the dining table. Yashasvi yelped loudly as he stood up quickly from where he sat, only to find a claw clip below him.

"You are lying! You've a girl over!" Ishan said now angry.

"No-"

"So is this yours?" He said putting the clip on his front hair. Any other time and Yashasvi would have laughed so hard, but he knew why Ishan was so angry. He had once walked in on Shubman talking to Anamika on a video call during the England test series. Ishan clearly felt Shubman was cheating on her. "How could you do this Anu, man? You pined over her like crazy!"

"Shut up, Ishu! This is Anamika's claw clip!"

"Jhoot mat bol, Shub!"

"Main kyu jhoot boluga yaar!" He took a deep breath to calm himself and called out loud. "Anamika.... Come outside!" His voice boomed through the room, he looked at Ishan again. "Why will you even think that I would cheat on her, Ishan! I fucking love Anamika-"

"You love me!?!?!?" The three men turned their head to see Anamika walking out of the bedroom. "Shubman are you serious?" She needed to hear it again, just to be sure.

Shubman moved forward taking her hands in his, the claw clip in his hair, Ishan and Yashasvi watching them, all forgotten to him for a moment.  "Yes butterfly, I love you!" He said softly, only for her ears, as he gazed down at her. His eyes twinkling as his signature dimpled smile made an appearance.

"I love you too!" She said, her smile wide and eyes soft as she looked up at him. Anamika moved to her tiptoes to kiss her boyfriend, but a cough interrupted them. She turned to look at the source , only to find Ishan looking at them, his hand covering Yashasvi's eyes.

"Ishan bhaiya, let me see!" Yashasvi said, removing Ishan's hand.

"I-ishan bhaiya, what are you doing here?" Anamika went to give him a side hug and waved at Yashasvi.

"Well, your little boyfie here, told us that he wasn't feeling well today and skipped the practice. So, we just came to check on him. But I think it's not necessary anymore..." He said wiggling his eyebrows, earning a smack on his head from Shubman.

"But why are your lips swollen, bhai?" Yashasvi asked, his question seeming innocent, however his eyes mischievous.

The couple blushed, fidgeting with their hair, when Anamika's eyes finally fell on her claw clip in Shubman's hair. She quickly removed it laughing to herself.

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Shubman locked the door firmly behind Ishan and Yashasvi and staggered back in the living room near Anamika who was sitting on the couch. She turned towards him, a laugh escaping her throat at how the things had turned out. Shubman sat down on the armchair next to the couch and pulled her to sit on his lap straddling him. He hugged her close to his heart, he had told her that he loved her. Well, it didn't go as planned but he had confessed. "I love you so much..." He said kissing her jaw.

"I love you too...." She simply said kissing his forehead.

The two couldn't resist the urge to kiss again, their lips connected again, this time more lovingly. It was as if the two were trying to convey their feelings through the kiss. The kiss soon turned hard and bruising and Anamika had to tap on Shubman's shoulder for him to pull back. "Atleast let me breathe, you beast!" She said gasping.

"You haven't seen the beast yet, babygirl!" He said, standing up with her still in his arms.

"Shubmann!!" She squealed, wrapping her arms tighter around his neck as his fingers played around her zipper hesitantly.

"Save the energy for later, butterfly!" He pulled down the zipper after getting her approval and lightly smacked her bottom. "I'm gonna do everything we said in those texts!" He kicked open the door to his bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed while he quickly moved to close the curtains.

Anamika looked at her boyfriend, biting her lips as he walked towards her removing his shirt on the way. She got rid of her dress and sat in front of him, in her bra and cycling shorts. His upper body was an expanse of muscle and veins. Anamika knew Shubman was a sexy man like she knew the grass was green, but looking at it like this, right in front of her felt almost like a dream. She stood up, meeting him halfway into the room. Shubman pulled her close, his hand caressing her bare waist as he looked deep into her eyes. His pupils had dilated, making his hazel eyes look almost black. I'm gonna do everything we said in those texts!! his voice, husky and demanding, rang in her ears.

She could no longer take his gaze on her, she ducked her head and started kissing his neck and collarbone. Tracing his chest tattoo with her lips, her hand moved around his abs, lingering around as if to ask his permission for moving lower. Shubman pulled the drawstring of his sweatpants, letting them fall to the floor.

Anamika pulled back a little, her eyes feasting on him. Her boyfriend was built like a Greek god! She dropped on her knees, looking up at Shubman, leaving kisses on his hip bone, never breaking the eye contact. "You don't have to do this, Anu..." Shubman managed to breathe out.

"You don't want me to?" She asked now pulling back completely. She wondered if she was making him uncomfortable.

"I want you to do that and do so much more to you!" He said, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "But only if your ready..." His hand moved smoothening her hair. He liked how soft they were, wondered how they would feel wrapped around his hand. Be gentle! he reminded himself.

"I'm ready, Shub.... I want to do this..." She said with conviction in her voice.

Shubman bent down, kissed her lips gently yet firmly, his hand threading through her hair. "Show me what you have got, sweetheart!" He said pulling back, standing up straighter.

Anamika gulped looking at the outline through his briefs and pulled down the last piece of clothing on him. Her eyes widened looking at it, the outline did no justice to what lay underneath. She looked up to find Shubman already looking at her, his eyes a mix of challenge and curiosity. She used her hand to lightly caress his dick, she had felt it harden beneath her when she was on his lap. It still suprised her for some reason.

"You need to apply more pressure..." Shubman said softly and she obliged. He breathed out a moan, his hand reaching her hair again as she moved to kiss the tip. She slowly proceeded to give him kitten licks, his hand tightening in her hair with each lick. She took him in, making eye contact with him and watched as he groaned out her name. God, it sounds so good. She kept going on with her ministrations until she felt Shubman's hold tighten in her hair, "I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum!" He choked out, Anamika saw his face contort in pleasure and concentration, the veins in his neck protruding out. That could be the most alluring sight, she had seen. Often mentioned in books, but seeing it on Shubman for the first time, did something to Anamika. She wanted to see that happen again and again and wanted to be the reason behind it too.

Anamika felt something hot and sticky fill her mouth as she heard Shubman groan above her. He was quick enough to pull himself out and give her some tissues to clean herself. She stood up on her wobbly legs, registering the wetness gathering down there. Shubman pulled her close to his chest, caressing her back to calm her.

"The smut books have taught you well!" He whispered teasingly, his smile wide and dimples showing. Anamika sometimes regretted telling him about the kind of books she read. Atleast she wasn't the one with 4 books on her bookshelf. She pinched him below his nipple, making him yelp and squeeze her ass. "Ohh look what you have done now!" He said hauling her up on his shoulder and smacking her bottom again.

He settled her down on the bed gently and hovered over her, kissing her neck. “Your turn now babe!” He said grinning widely and winking at her.

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Hope you like it!Also there are two more books under work rn  (idk how I'm gonna manage three of these)One being a roomates to loversThe other being a Rahul Dravid fanfiction (just got obsessed with the man... Don't judge me 😭)

And once again, Happy Diwali... Happy Diwali (in Jethalal's voice) 🎀🎉