The serenity of the night enveloped Hakan estate as the couple, Nur and Ayse sat up right, pressing against the bed frame. Ayse's head dropped to his shoulders as he then began to caress her back. They stayed like that, nestled in love, hearing each other's heart.
Ayse's eyes darted, then she quickly snapped to him,
Nur...what if we play a game?
A game? he asked. Yes, chess."It is very quiet, with the absence of Zehra and others, so, I feel quite lonely"
She shifted underneath the duvet-Her face then turned a hue of pink as she felt his hands possessively grip her thigh. Ayse's honey like orbs flickered to him, Nur. His lips carved a small smirk as his fingers reached out to tuck away a thread of her lock.
"Do you really want to, now?" She sheepishly nodded making him pout, "fine"... a murmur left him. As he shrugged of the bedspread, still holding her hands, he pulled her up.
Ayse then tugged at his wrist as she bought him to his study. The cologne of his still clung to area as she strode to their scandalous desk. Nur then gazed at the wood carved chess board then at her. Ayse had begun to set up the pieces as she gestured him to come.
Nur walked closer to her, running a hand through his disheveled hair as he gazed down at the board, then he sat.
Ayse's lips curled as she reached for a piece, just as she did--Nur caught her hands. She gazed at her husband, her eyebrows furrowed. "What, Nur? let me make a move" she urged, as she wiggled out from his grasp.
Nur caught her fingers once again, he then leaned in, face inches away from her lips, "You know Ayse... I play with nothing but terms" Ayse giggles at the seriousness of his tone--making Nur's lips also falter, though masking it, he watched her, sensing a reply.
She cleared her throat, "Well, my sir, what might that be?" Nur smirked, breath fanning against her neck, making her hair stride against the glow of the dimly lit candle.
"If I lose...you get to strike me in my face" Ayse's eyes widened as she shook her head, N-Nur... she gazed at her man, You know I can't do that... Nur hummed amused, "If you lose then... he paused for a second, making her breath hitch, "Then...I get a kiss"
Ayse's brows raised, "No" no, no... she mumbled, looking away from his intense gaze. Nur grimaced, "why not my dear? or are you afraid that you will lose?"
She lets out a sigh, "Absolutely not, let's play" so the game began. As both made their first moves, developing their central pawns, they began to push forward. Nur's gaze flickered to her from time to time, she was good and he knew it. Ayse confidently made her moves, calculating with exact precision as she then spotted the checkmate. Her lips curled. she made her move.
Her heart dropped as she saw Nur's bishop which had been discarded for the whole game, now destroying her chances of winning--ultimately capturing her queen. she sat there contemplating on mistakes, all the sacrifices. Her Brown eyes then hesitantly flickered up to him, her breath staggered at seeing that insufferable grin.
She looked away and got up, mumbling something about dinner--Just as she turned, a strong pair of arms caught her waist. N-Nur... she hissed. Though he seemed to be without a care as he pressed her fervently against his chest, brushing away a strand of her hair. "I remember we did a deal?"
He spun her around-- Ayse's face flushed as he gazed at her, he then clasped her cheek, making her lips stand out. Taking a staggered breath, he hungrily crashed his lips against hers, coaxing it with his tongue. The couple kissed into oblivion--pausing a beat to gasp for air.
Ah...I love you* he whispered from time to time. Ayse's fingers curled on to the collar of his crisp, black office-shirt, as she gazed up at him, I love you...too she murmured and pressed a peck on his nose. A chuckle broke from Nur as he then raised her up the floor, arms supporting her thighs, he then strode to his desk. Veiny hands brushing off the papers as he then sat her on it. she snaked his arms around his neck.
Nur brushed his thumb against her, earning a soft smile. "I want to mark myself on you"... her breath hitched. "I want to etch your heart with my name... he leaned in closer, to hold you until the end of times"
Will you...let me?
Ayse's lips curled, her voice then came out lower than a whisper, "I do"... Nur's breath shook. "As much as you want, I also want you...as my husband even in the afterlife, Now, to be the father of my children"
"I do" she ended.
To be continued>>>>>>>>>>>