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The Only Poison

Part 2: The Duplicate

[Section 7 of 15]

“Starving.” he said nonchalantly

“I made it thick and hot tonight… rich, the kind that coats your tongue and fills you so completely you won’t need anything else for hours.” She had let her gaze drop to his crotch. “Some men prefer it gentle. Others like it when it burns going down. Tell me, beta… which one are you?”

He had simply replied, “Whatever you’ve cooked will be fine, godmother,” and eaten in silence while she bit the inside of her cheeks. She imagined standing there, naked for him, waiting for his hunger to shift onto her own body… But it was just that. An imagination.

 

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The Only Poison

Part 2: The Duplicate

[Section 8 of 15]

Malavika’s cheeks flamed as she remembered the memory while he tied the choli even tighter. “I was practically begging you that night. I described the food like it was my own pussy. I stared at your cock like a desperate whore. And you just thanked me for dinner and went to bed.”

He leaned in, breath hot against her ear. “I enjoyed every second of your irritation.”

Next came the lehenga. He slid the heavy skirt up her smooth legs, his fingers deliberately grazing her soaked, aching pussy lips but never lingering.

She had worn the low-cut blue blouse and sheer orange saree, bending deeply in the courtyard the next morning, breasts heaving with every exaggerated breath.

 

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The Only Poison

Part 2: The Duplicate

[Section 9 of 15]

“You’re watching me,” she had said playfully as he quickly averted his gaze. She was pleased that he was finally ready to give in. “Does the design please you? I made the curves extra full and soft this time… inviting. A woman must put so much effort to make things beautiful, especially the day after her own wedding. Don’t you agree?” she had asked him, fully expecting him to give in.

He had stood on the verandah, hands in his pockets. “It’s very well done. You have patience.”

“Patience only matters if someone appreciates the result,” she had replied, thrusting her chest out. “Do you appreciate what you see?”

“It’s colourful,” he had said mildly, and walked away.

 

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The Only Poison

Part 2: The Duplicate

[Section 10 of 15]

She’d yet again, imagined herself, leaving her boobs open to the elements, draped only in the saree, waiting for the touch that never came.

Malavika’s voice cracked now. “I was practically offering my tits to you in broad daylight. Panting like a bitch in heat. And you complimented the fucking rangoli.”

He tied the lehenga strings around her waist, pulling them tight. “What can you say? It was a beautiful rangoli", he shamelessly said, not even bothering to offer up an excuse for that disrespect.

He then pushed her onto the bed. Malavika lay there in the half-worn bridal outfit, veil partially covering her flushed face, breathing raggedly. The heavy breaths took her back to the evening after the rangoli incident.

Steam had filled the sauna room. She had lounged in the thin white bikini top, nipples painfully erect, sarong slipping off her thighs. Sweat glistening off of every curve of her body as light hit it from different directions.

 

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The Only Poison

Part 2: The Duplicate

[Section 11 of 15]

“Beta, the heat feels so good,” she had called seductively. “It reaches all the tight, hidden places. You’ve carried so much tension from Africa… come inside. Perhaps you want me to help you release it?”

He had only glanced and said, “I’m fine, thank you. Enjoy your sauna.”

Malavika whimpered as he loomed over her. “I left the door wide open for you. I was practically naked. You saw my hard nipples begging for your mouth… I kept imagining myself, completely bare in front of you… and you just walked past like I was nothing.”

 

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The Only Poison

Part 2: The Duplicate

[Section 12 of 15]

He smiled but need not say anything.

The way the choli pushed against her tits, she remembered the what she did after that sauna. Wearing only the bridal choli, tits pushed up obscenely, she had stood at his door. “I think I’ve gained weight after the wedding… Can you check if it still fits? Be honest. Tell me if I’ve lost what used to drive men crazy.”

His fingers had brushed the fabric clinically. “It fits you perfectly. You look exactly as a bride should.”

Malavika’s eyes filled with angry tears. “I begged you to touch me that night. I wanted you to rip it off. Instead you measured me like a tailor and said nothing”. “Oh! If only he let his old hunger take control of his hands, I’d show off my own body to him”, she’d thought to herself.

 

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The Only Poison

Part 2: The Duplicate

[Section 13 of 15]

"I wasn't lying, though, was I?" It was as if he wanted her to feel the anguish at every step of the way. He was cruel, she knew, but this savage? It was coming as a shock to her.

Disgust burned in him when he remembered something else. She had called him into the bathroom in panic. He rushed in hoping nothing untoward had occurred. When he entered, she was sprawled in the bathtub, water pink with her period blood. Her red bikini top cling loosely to her as she looked at him expectantly. "I slipped", she'd said.

When she offered her hand to him, the bikini top slipped off her heavy breasts, leaving her areolas fully exposed. “Thank god, you came,” she had whispered breathlessly. “I feel so filthy… so exposed. Are you disgusted by me like this?”

He had simply helped her up, covered her with a towel, and left without a second glance, expression inscrutable.

 

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The Only Poison

Part 2: The Duplicate

[Section 14 of 15]

Malavika’s voice was barely a whisper now. “Even when I lay there covered in my own blood, offering my body like a whore… you still didn’t even offer me the dignity of your pity.”

"I think we both know that you wouldn't have wanted pity-sex. You're too proud of yourself", he said with a feigned certainty that she almost believed that he had actually thought that in that instance.

The shame she felt brought her back to this morning. She had floated in the pool in her wet bridal blouse and matching panties she’d bought for their suhagraat while he casually sunbathed.

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When he didn't even flinch, she walked out of the water and removed her blouse, smiling, knowing that this will either be his undoing or her own.

To her utter and devastating disappointment, he smiled at her curtly and put a hand on his eyes. “Blocking the sun or my body?”, she taunted him. When he refused to answer, she lay on the sunbed next to his, fully naked, her boobs in open view of the world, if anyone cared to look at them. Water was streaming over her curves.

 

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The Only Poison

Part 2: The Duplicate

[Section 15 of 15]

“Look at me!” she had finally snapped. “I married your fucking father in this dress and I swam in it for you. I’m completely naked in front of you! Does this remind you of nothing? Am I not enough anymore?" She finally realised that she was always the duplicate, despite what she'd heard him claim to Kriti last year. It never mattered that he thought of her when fucking her sister. Nothing could change the fact that she came to him first.

His calm reply: “You seem comfortable. That’s good for you.”

Her mind couldn't take the guilt and shame of that moment anymore. Malavika snapped back to the present and she lay beneath him now, fully dressed in her bridal outfit, broken and trembling with need.

He smirked down at her, fingers tracing the neckline of the choli.

“You wanted the monster back,” he said darkly. “Now you’re going to get everything you asked for".

Starring: Malavika Mohanan with Special Appearance from Kriti Sanon

A #FettbOriginal Fantasy Sequel

To be continued...

 

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Filling Old Wounds

Part 1: The Edge of Us

[Section 11 of 11]

I reach back, gripping your thigh, pulling you even deeper. The weight of your body, the gritty slap of skin on skin, the way my juices coat us both — it’s all so raw and liberating. My mind swirls with childhood memories, with the years of distance, with the overwhelming pleasure flooding my senses. My body trembles on the edge, my cunt fluttering wildly around you, but I hold back, craving more of this beautiful unraveling.

I’m panting hard against the table, my pussy still throbbing around you, every nerve alive and begging for continuation. The loft feels smaller now, warmer, charged with everything we’re finally releasing.

Starring: Avneet Kaur

A #FettbOriginal Fantasy

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Filling Old Wounds

Part 2: The Growing Ache

An Avneet Kaur Adventure