The dazzling streets of Istanbul was at full swing with its night life as people buzzed with joy. Young couples walked, hand in hand, eyes full of life. Children held at the hem of their mother's dress.
That night seemed smooth like another--That is for all except Deniz Hakan Nur--Hand clutching at his phone as his eyes darted among the crowd. He swirled past people.
Damn it... a murmur left him, where did this man go? he then ran a hand through his hair, utterly frustrated.
Istanbul wasn't child's play; it wasn't easy to find anyone in this giant of a metropolitan city. The news of Arslan Celik's escape had spread like wildfire, fueling people's heart with worry and contempt at the system.
Now with Cagan gone...
Nur's eyes wandered desperately--Then they widened, there farther away, among the people was man, he wore a denim jacket, the brand was the same ones that his friend wears.
Their eyes locked, Nur's breath caught, C-Cagan?...
The man's face turned pale as he then began to sprint. Nur trailed back to him--He swirled around, past vendors. They yelled, yet he didn't even spare a glance.
His heart thudded as the man then took a sharp turn to the left. He glanced back to see Nur gone and slowed his pace down.
His breath staggered as he panted for air. Jus then--Cagan... a low murmur came behind his shoulders, making him jolt.
He turned to see Nur, now standing Infront of him.
"W-What happened to you man?" Nur stepped in, reaching for him, yet Cagan stared at him like a stranger, he then backed away. "I don't know you"...
You do! Nur pressed yet he shook his head. Cagan... or whatever you call yourself now... please come with me...
He refused at first then agreed. Nur patted at his back as they both then entered the Corvo (an expensive car brand)
The door clicked shut as we cut to black>>>
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Hakan estate's gate widened as Corvo spider made its wave in, swiftly parking it, Nur got off. His eyes were troubled, head somewhere else entirely as he then walked in.
He stood Infront of the door, knocking once then twice. Then it clicked opened. As Ayse stood Infront of him, her eyes were low, as she clutched at the loosely handing veil.
Ayse's pov: Nur, my husband stood Infront of me, a hint of frustration clung to him--Though the second I opened the door, that seemed to have vanished as he gazed me, eyes softening.
Ayse... a low murmur escaped his lips. Nur then walked in, without a thought, his head dropped to the crooked of my neck, nuzzling his nose as he breathed in my scent.
N-Nur... I was taken aback by his sudden boldness, yet I didn't move nor push him away--Because really, why would I? Nur didn't utter a word, then I felt his bulging arm and the sharp edge of his jaw brushing against my shoulders as he muffle whined, "I'm de-dead"...
My hands then traveled up his back, feeling his muscle tense, "you don't particularly seem to have a cold" I mumbled. If anything, he was scorching hot.
Nur then gazed at her face, amused. His eyes flickered to her rosy lips then eyes. Seeing her cluelessly brushing away a strand of his blonde lock. He then caught her fingers and caressed it tenderly.
"How are you?"... his voice came out low, raspy. She smiled graciously, "Wasn't great...but better now"
Really now? he asked, voice dripping with dishevelment as he then watched her nod. Placing his finger on her lip, "tell me, did you...really miss me?"
Ayse gave his finger a soft smooch making his breath stagger, "yes...really" Nur gazed at her as she pressed herself against his defined chest. "I really missed you"....
He caressed her silky, locks, fingers swirling in her curls. "Well, you won't have to, not anymore" he reassured her. She glanced up at him, still pressed against Nur, "Promise?"
A chuckle rumbled through Nur's chest, then--Yes... he planted his jaw on top of her head, "I promise"...
Ayse's lips curled, "Nur"...
Hmm? he hummed. Glancing down at her.
Then, her voice came out soft, hesitant, "Will you stay with me tonight?" Nur's eyes widened then he masked it, this was Ayse, his overly feminine, gentle and innocent wife. Though as time passes, she got more and more bolder with her speech.
Nur's lips carved a smirk, be careful Ayse... he then leaned in, warm breath fanning against her neck, "Be careful of what you wish for...because it may just come true" he then playfully poked her nose.
Ayse smiled, then tiptoed as she clutched at his collar. Fingernails curling in the fabric of his office-white shirt.
And... what if, I want it? Nur's body went tense again, Ayse... he warned-Though she without a though brushed her lips against his cheek, slow-undeniably slow.
Nur held his breath, then his hands found her waist as he steadied himself, he kissed her back lovingly, as the little spikes of his neatly trimmed beard grazed her face-making her giggle.
Nur then swept her from the ground--Making her gasp. He held her, one arm supporting her knees-the other, her back. He then carried her up the stairs, the thudding of his heart syncing with his footsteps.
As soon as he reached their room, he gave the door a kick. It flung opened. Nur stepped in as the door clicked behind him.
He then set Ayse on the edge of the mattress, she watched as her husband closed in on her. He then gently nudged her as her back then met the bedspread. The lavender edge of her dress pooled over the duvet like a surreal fall.
Nur caged Ayse in, his eyes were gentle, unrushed. "Ayse"... his voice came out, husky. Thumb brushing against her cheek in a tender manner. "You don't have to do this to make me happy, even a mere no from you is enough"
Though Ayse's eyes glinted, she gazed up at her man, her Nur. How he lowered his voice to her as if she was the only one who get to hear a part of him so vulnerable.
I trust you...Nur...
His eyes swelled up, as he pressed his forehead against hers, she caressed a thread of his lock, fingers grazing his tensed jaw. "Say that again"...
She smiled, "I trust you"...
With that--His viny arms traveled to the buttons of his collar.
What happened next was wordless, that night unraveled into something else entirely. The young couple for the first time felt the sudden shift in their relationship. A bliss that was from God, given to men and women.
With every passing second, he whispered to her, holding her hands, keeping her close. Sharing soft giggles and cuddles.
They soon lay there, eyes heavy with sleep.
To be continued >>>>>