My Destined One

She is the one

Aarsh's POV

  30 minutes were over 1 hour and 30 minutes ago. We have kept her drinking that herbal thing god knows what it's name is. Her healing rate was almost nothing. Obviously me and Rajat bhai were becoming restless. He was restless because nothing was working, I was restless because she wasn't waking up and as the minutes were passing by, she was going away from us, from me. Rajat bhai was sitting on the sofa reading some book constantly in the living room while I was pacing to and fro. Shagun was sitting with Meera, we told her to inform us if she sees any change in her. We asked the rest of them to go back to their room. I know some of  them were actually worried for her than others but still I didn't want them to create chaos about this, it would be the last thing I will want right now. It was not until we promised them that we will inform them the moment Meera wakes up. Yes, truly some were actually worried for her.

  Getting agitated with the whole situation, I finally decided to ask if there was any other process to save her. I know if there would have been one, bhai would have said it or used it. But he didn't. I was pretty much determined he have used everything possible in his way, but still I hoped there would be some way, any way. "Bhai, you sure we did everything? Every thing possible?" "Aarsh I don't know how to say this, but right now there is only one thing left to do. Its inappropriate, and am not sure if it will work or not." "What is it? You mentioned it earlier also about some inappropriate way but never said anything further. What is so inappropriate right now? We need to do everything possible there is to save her. Inappropriate or not, I don't give a damn. Just tell me what we need to do and I will do it." "Ok then go and have s*x with her. Come on go. Didn't you just say you will do anything? So right now its the only way I can see. What? Now you are scared? Ok, I understand. Lets not have s*x, lets create a s****l feeling in her body by touching it sexually. Can you do that? No you can't. None of us can. Its inappropriate Aarsh. And its the only reason we can't do it." Bhai shouted.

  Well, is it required to say that I was shocked from the core? Well, lets face it I was. The method bhai was telling was not wrong. The wrong thing is the procedure. How can we do anything s****l with her when she is unconscious? Its kind of like raping her. No, its absolutely wrong. There must be some other way apart from this s**t. "Bhai, I know you can do better than this. Anything other than this. Any herb, any chemical, any spell? Anything apart from the s****l part. Please bhai please." "Aarsh the drink I have given her is the strongest thing one can have and its also contains your blood. Any person is bound to be cured within a blink of an eye. The problem is she is not opening her eyes. Aarsh its been more than 4 hours now, we need to do this, or else we might lose her forever. The choice is yours." With these words, he slumped down on the chair. What should I do? I need to keep her alive. But right now I have a contemplating choice to make. On one side am ready to do anything for her to breath again and on the other side I don't want to be s****l with her when she is not in her senses. That's just not me.

  "Is there really no other way?" "No. And I completely understand that you don't want to do it. But honestly speaking somebody has to. You have some single boys here at this house. Why don't you ask them to do that? She is single, the boy will be sin-" "No, no one will touch her." I cut bhai in the middle of his sentence. I can't stand the thought that someone will touch her in a way that I have touched her years ago, let alone someone touch her in reality. Then what should I do? The minutes I will spend on deciding who will do the task, I might lose her in those few minutes. My feelings are still strong for her, I don't know if I will be able to stop myself or not if I start. One part of me was screaming to go and help her, touch her in a way that I wanted to touch her now for years. But on the same way, there was a part that was restraining me from doing such thing, betraying Sana. 'But what she won't know, would not hurt her.' My subconscious mind soothed me. But what about the guilt I will have when I will face Meera and Sana, mind you what we will be doing to Meera is absolutely wrong. 'If you want her to be alive you have to do this. There is no guilty in here. What ever you will be doing, you will do to save a life.'

   "Then who will do it? If you expect me to touch her-" "I will do it." "What? What did you say?" "I said I will do it. Nobody will touch her. And please don't say this to anyone. I will do what is required to be done. You just make sure that no one comes to know about this, ok?" "Aarsh are you sure? You are getting married in 2 weeks. Think about that." "I know what am doing, I know I am getting married in 2 weeks. But I also need to save her. And if I have to touch her sexually to bring back her life, I will do it, no matter what. You just keep it a secret. That's all." "And what are we going to say to Shagun? What will you say to move her from there? She is sitting there as a fly sits on the sweets. She won't budge." "She has to, if she wants her friend to be alive. Come on lets go, we have to cure someone." And with that we went to Shagun and Meera's room. I am not prepared, am not prepared. My mind kept on screaming this single thing over and over again. Its not that I haven't done this before, or haven't done this with Meera before; its just that what will happen if I can't stop myself? If I just went with the flow? Touching her sexually is all that she needs right now, but what if I couldn't control myself. No, no, we can't do that to her. I have to stop myself.

  We entered their room. As expected, Shagun is sitting their, no actually dozing off the chair she was sitting on from the evening, with Meera's small left palm in both of her hands. She really cares for her. I motioned Rajat bhai to go and send her away to some place. He went to her, said something, she looked at me, as if trying to confirm something whatever Rajat bhai told her. I just gave her  curt nod. She got up, came towards the door, where I was standing, whispered to me, "Please take care of her" and then completely went away. Bhai smirked at me and then when he was also going out I asked, "What did you say to her that she easily walked away?" "Focus on your job buddy, rest is on my shoulders." With that he patted my shoulders and went out of the room closing the door. Now it begins.

  After that I was all alone with Meera. She was laying there peacefully. Her paleness was still visible if one checks her out closely. When I was moving to her, one part of me was screaming not to do what I was here for, while the other encouraged me saying its the only way. She was hardly five steps away from me, but it felt like a huge distance. My legs were not ready to move, I somehow dragged them and reached near the bed. Her breathing was shallow. I touched her forehead, its still quite cold but its bearable. Am happy at least the medicine did some work, might be less, but it had an effect on her. Suddenly I looked properly what she was wearing. She wore a white coloured t-shirt and a black coloured shorts. She was not wearing a bra, so those big breasts were almost on show. I gulped looking at those big mounds. I wanted to touch them, squeez them hard, play with them, suck the life out them. If it would have been some other time, I wouldn't have been worried, but right now she is unconscious, its not right.

  After 5 minutes of contemplating about what should I do, I gave up thinking. I just can't. I have to di it, for her to live, for her sake. I removed all those heavy blankets one by one. I slightly held her up and opened her t-shirt. And it was enough to make me go hard. God! Why am I like this? Ok, focus. I again laid her down and got on the other side, I pulled her to me, and started brushing my palm on one of her breasts. Soon her n****e got hardened as hell. I did the same thing with the other one. When I was satisfied with my work on her breast, I hugged her tightly. While doing that, I felt my clothes to be an unknown barrier. I wanted to feel her skin on me. So I got up, opened my clothes until my upper portion of the body was completely naked. I again laid down beside her and again pulled her up to me. I was rocking us when all of a sudden my eyes fell on a cut near the back of her neck. It wasn't a deep cut but it looked slightly painful.

  I kept on looking at for some time being. Then I don't know what came into me, I touched the wounded portion. And when I removed my hand, everything came shattering to me. The earth stopped, the air from lungs were gone, my body went numb, everything paused. She is the one! For so many years, secretively, I tried to find my destined one, and all this while she has been infront of me! Impossible. I know I haven't seen anyone else with any kind of powers apart from myself and Meera, but that never made me think that she might be the one. 'Ofcourse you fool! She is the one. We are paired with another powered up person. We are special, hence our destined one is also special.' I was still in shock to realize the entire thing. I couldn't believe my eyes. To make sure, I started finding whether she had any more wounds or not. I don't know should I feel lucky that I got quite a many on her body or should I feel bad for the pain she had to endure. There were few on both of her arms, some were on her legs and even on the waist. I healed them one by one, surprisingly increasing the speed than the previous one. Yes she is mine, physically, emotionally, completely mine. I got her, yes, I got her. With that feeling, that I have won the world, I hugged her unconscious body tightly and kissed her on her head. 

   When my eyes fell on my right hand, I saw the ring that Sana's father has given me as a gift from my father in law, that is practically my wedding ring. Reality slapped me. Its true I can't leave without Meera. Well practically I will live, but it will not be as good as I decide to live with her. And honestly, after knowing that Meera is my destined one, I don't want to live without her. It doesn't matter what she wants. She will stay with me, will be mine forever no matter what. But now the problem is Sana. I know I can't live without Meera but that doesn't give me the right to cheat Sana. I need to make her understand that we can't be together. 'Do you think she will agree to it? No, I mean the way she manipulated you and your entire family to marry her, its hard to believe that she will agree to listen any sort of s**t you will tell her. buddy, we need to do something.' Its true what my sub-conscious mind is telling. But what more can I do except for talking to her? 'What if she doesn't listen? Will you leave Meera?' NO, I can't ever leave Meera, not at least after knowing who she is and what she is to me. AM. NOT. LEAVING. MEERA. Not now, not ever.

  My deep thinking interrupted when a low whimper left from her mouth. "Hang on girl, nothing will happen to you," and with that I slammed my lips on her. God its just as great as it was 4 years back. Its so soft so delicious, so much like Meera. Nothing has changed. Except for the fact that now she is mine. Everything her is mine. To love, to have it as my own. I kissed her until I was out of breath. I really didn't want to leave her lips so soon, but the rest of her naked body was inviting me, waking up a hungry beast that I never knew existed before. I kissed her on her jaws, on her neck. I really wanted to give her hickeys, just like the last time. I liked it when she tried to hide those. Come on baby, those were given by me. Its not only hard to hide, rather its impossible. A victorious smirk appeared on my face. I would really like to see her struggle again, but I would do that later, obviously. 

  When I almost reached her breast portion, I nuzzled my nose at her cleavage. Honestly speaking, I never liked when she wears deep neck cut dresses. Her cleavage is always on show. Its not that she wants attention, its just that I can't stand the fact that when ever she bends, people infront of her can see her. And being a man, I know what effect it leaves. I nuzzled it again, and giving a kiss there, I finally started sucking her left n****e and kneading the right one. God! Its heavenly. Just the right size and perfect softness. And the way it shows how much she is effected by my touch. Within few seconds it became hard as rock. I sucked and sucked and sucked. Today no one can stop me, not even Meera. I changed myself. Now my hand was on the left one and mouth on the right one. I sucked and sucked and sucked again.

  After feeling satisfied with all the sucking of breasts, I wanted to see that hidden treasure of hers. I want to have her. But no, I will not cross my line. I can't have s*x with her. No. I want her, badly. Its true. I can do anything to be inside her, its true. But when I will have her underneath me, I want her to look into my eyes. I want to see the affection she has for me in her eyes. I want her to see how much pleasure I can give her, how much I can ride on her. Now nothing is possible, so I will wait. I checked her temperature again. Its still a bit cold. I did everything possible. I need something more to help her. 'Open her up completely.' My sub-conscious mind reminded me. And do what? I can't have s*x with her, not when she is like this. 'Not s*x i***t, but make her hot. Give her some friction. She needs it.' Friction? What friction? 'You had s*x so many times and you don't know friction? God man! Put a damn finger inside her.' Won't that be painful? 'No lover boy, 1 finger won't matter. But remember only 1, or else she will understand tomorrow morning.' Should I do this? I don't know!

  After 10 minutes of rigorous thinking, I gave in. The thought of saving her mixed with lust of having her took over me, and I ended up opening her shorts and staring at her like a creep. 'Isn't she just simply gorgeous?' Indeed she is. She is just perfect. Her full, pink lips, her round big breasts, her small tummy, her v****a, her thick thighs. Every inch of her was on point. And its mine to love, mine to devour, mine to play with. Unable to keep the urge away, I pushed my middle finger gently into her. God its heavenly tight! It felt a bit wet. Curiosity made me pull out my finger, and I saw her juices coated around me. Well that explains my hard work on her upper body. I had a very strong urge to taste it. And guess what? I licked it. It tasted sweet as honey with a tinge of saltiness. The perfect flavour. My new flavour. I quickly pushed my finger back into her v****a and made circular movements in it. The way her walls engulfed my finger it was just out of the world. 

  After doing it for some time, I felt her clenching around me. I knew she was close. And within few minutes she gushed out her orgasm. And the view made my d**k hard as hell. I quickly looked up to see her face. For a second I thought she might wake up due to the full fingering thing. Thank God she didn't. But something made me proud of my self. She was sweating. Yes, she was sweating. Her temperature is back to normal. I went upto her face, checked her temperature to be sure, kissed on her forehead and quickly went into the washroom to bring a towel to clean her up. I dabbed the towel lightly to remove her sweat. I made myself go south of her body to clean her v****a. But I stopped. An idea popped in my brain. I went forward, placed my self in between her legs and inched my face towards my heaven. I smelled her one last time and started cleaning her by licking her. I licked every drop of her juice until she was completely dried. I got up from the floor, made her wear her cloths back, covered her with a bedsheet this time, grabbed the dirty towel and went into the washroom to take a very, very cold shower. I needed it as soon as possible. It was paining as hell.

  While I was showering myself properly, one question popped in my mind. All this while did she know that she was my destined one? A part of me said impossible; she would have said to me if she knew it. While the other part said she knew everything of it. There were 2 possibilities right now. I literally hope its the first one. But, God's forbid, if its the second one, then I promise you Meera, I will make you confess it by hook or by crook. And with that I continued with my shower, releasing myself thinking about her.