Love and Desire

Vansh stood outside his car, tapping his feet awaiting his lying wife. Shreya was in the car, touching up her make-up when she had extensively promised she wouldn’t.
Again, he had fallen for her lie and now they were more than 30 minutes late to their own event.

This event was being held in a grand hotel that stood austentiously behind his back. Flashes and clicks, men and women, dresses and suits, were all moving inside with smiles and curious expressions.

It was wonderful feeling for both of them. When the sex tape released, they became total social outcasts. Wherever they went, whatever they did, whispers and sneers were thrown at them.

They felt violated and unworthy.

But all changed when Shreya's book published.

Five months ago, ‘Love and Desire - by SSM’, was published and it was a hit right away. The editor had done a great job over Shreya’s final draft.

The buzz after the sex tape, the many news channels and blogs they had appeared on, the relentless marketing campaigning for this book and Shreya’s own influence through Instagram, made ‘Love and Desire’ the talk of the town the moment the book hit the market.

Shreya, as Vansh always knew, was a great writer and after the great success of her debut novel, she found the same confidence in herself.

She started working on her next book right away.

“I’m ready”, she announced as she finally got out of the sleek, black car.

“Finally”, he groaned and she replied with a gracious wink as they interlocked their hands and started moving towards the entrance.

A red carpet was rolled across the length of the entrance and on the right end photographers and media were stationed. Straightening their backs and pasting proud smiles on their faces, they graced the red carpet with their presence.

Instantly, they were crowded by a group of desperate gossip seeking interviewers.

“Good evening sir, madam. You both look ravishing tonight. Can you give us some good pictures?”, asked a curly haired thin man who held a huge flashing camera in his hand.

“Who are you wearing?”, shot someone else.

“Congratulations on your success”

“How do you plan to handle all the back flash you two are facing?”

“This is your third event in your quest to change the norms of this society. What is the success rate?”

“There are so many problems the world is facing, why did you choose this comparatively silly one?”, shot another one.

And the questions kept coming in a blur of words.

“Excuse me?”, Shreya said softly and the listeners shut up eager to hear what she had to say.

“All your answers will be answered by the end of this night. We are already late, so would you please excuse us?”, she shot as she started moving away from the spotlight with Vansh by her side and stepped inside the safety of the hotel.

The golden cream walls stood tall around them and people in all colours, shapes and sizes were sipping their soft drinks and enjoying the music that floated in the background. Cosy tables for two were placed and few long tables were placed in the middle. On the right side was a make-shift dance floor and on the left a banquet was set.

The sound of chatter and utensils rang loud in the hall while the sweet and spicy aroma of food hypnotised their nostrils. You couldn’t tell what you smelt, only that it was delicious.

With the announcement of their host’s arrival, the chatter slowly died down and everybody looked up from their seats.

There were singles, couples and then there were the curious ones. The ones who believed the ‘no dating’ and ‘sex after marriage’ rules but still wanted to see what the “wild side” had to offer.

What was the wild side? This event, of course.

After investing a concerning amount of time trying to find ideas, they finally hit a jackpot.

Why try to change the mind sets and beliefs with boring talks or interviews for people who would never change their old ways when they could easily hep and unite those who actually wanted to date/ Not only would this be more productive, but it would also be more fun.

They hired a programmer and designed a website that paired you with a partner based on your preferences.

An extensive set of questionnaire asked questions about them, how they work and what makes them tick while also asking questions about what they were looking for in a partner. They were then paired with someone compatible and were invited to the event named the same as the website, ‘Love and Desire’, where you meet your potential partners
.
Love and Desire was different than any other dating website available and since it was exclusively for this town, most youngsters had signed up.

So, essentially, this event was the virtual dating ground materialized. Wild side, you see?

Shreya slipped her hand in his and smiled at the crowd in front. Nervous, awkward but excited, happy energy bubbled around them, and a happy glow spread deep in her belly. She looked up to meet his eyes and saw a reflection of her emotions in him. They set out in opposite ways to mingle and check on their clients.

The event continued successfully, everyone smiling and dancing and as the end of the night came close, she found Vansh again.

“They look happy. Free”, she whispered.

“All because they are finally free to date without getting thrown out of their families”

“It’s all thanks to you. If you hadn’t peeped in, who knows what would have happened”, she turned towards him as he grabbed her waist and started moving gently to the music. She interlocked her hands behind his neck, caressing the back of his neck along the way.

“My illegal and morally incorrect action only passed because you invited me in”

“Well, then I have myself to thank for the best moments of my life”, she smiled up at him.
“Then thanks for bringing me along to experience my best moments in life too”, he replied and looked in her eyes, a feeling wilder than desire reflecting in her greys.

He moved closer to her and her breath hitched. Being with him has always felt great, exciting and all the good adjectives in this world. But today, as his grey-blue eyes looked in her own, she saw a purpose.

Her purpose.

Looking in his eyes now, she realized, it felt like her soul had finally found her purpose and was moving in the right direction.

She felt connected, in a deeper, spiritual way.

Vansh didn’t just feel like a soul mate, she could feel her own soul through him and the emotions that bud through her now were indescribable.

“Are you up for a new scandal?”, he whispered and before she could question her confusion, he dipped her low and captured her lips in one fluid motion.

Bliss.

That was what it felt like.

A loud clatter spread around them. The sound of hurried photographers clicking in a frenzy, the various ‘oohs’ and ‘ohs’ and the unmistakable cheers rang around them.

But the voice inside her head was louder.

“Yes! Yes! Show them I’m yours! Show them”, and “OhMyWetness This feels so good”, fighting to dominate her head, but in the end they conceded and let her feel without any thought overpowering the delicious feelings on his lips as they moved over her own:
The burning at the back of her waist and the jealous wetness that throbbed for his fingers and mouth and the growing bulge that pressed through his pants.
The movement of his tongue as he undid feelings in her she never knew she had before him.
The safe and powerful blanket that spread by his embrace.

He pulled away, his eyes hooded and his breathing heavy. Breathless herself, Shreya couldn’t help but smile. He smiled back at her, and after placing a cute eskimo-kiss, he pulled them both up.

They were rattled.

Throbbing desire was clear for anyone to see in the way they stood; his hands in his pocket, trying to subdue his growing erection, and her thighs clenching tight under her dress.

With admirable restraint on both ends, they bid goodbye to everyone and once the last of their guests left, their lips found their way back to each other.

In the middle of the grand hall, they stood. And with their hands wandering and lips moving, everything in the world seemed right.

And as he picked her up, everything just became better.

THE END