Rehman Baloch X Reader
"strong, independent woman"
cw - oral sex (f! receiving) , praise kink
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you returned back home, after a long tiresome day carrying a thick pile of research study and case files.
exhaustion was written across your face.
your gaze wavered to the red car parked in the foyer. a smile tucking up on your lips atleast your husband was at home.
being a lawyer was not easy like right now, you were helping a woman fight against the years of abuse incurred by her family.
you handled it with absolute grace, landing sharp inferences on your opponent's desk. everyone who had doubted you was proven wrong.
building a career for yourself, the one you had always dreamed of now people sing your praises, refer to you as a self-made woman.
but behind all the glamour was the years of hardwork and at moments you went to the court before dawn and returned back only when the stars met the moon.
life was like a pendulum.
as you stepped inside the bedroom, you saw rehman laying on the bed, a glass of whiskey in his hands as he inspected papers.
"agayi tum, jaan?"
ofcourse, he would catch your faint steps even when he was deeply buried in work.
you threw the bundle of papers on a desk, hurriedly jumping on the bed, beside him. securing your place in the warmth of his arms, you kept your head on his chest while his hands moved to grip your waist in a tight hold.
"ha, aagayi toh hu lekin tumhe pata hai, aaj ka din bahot ganda tha" you confessed.
"kyu kya hua?" he asks, voice dropping a few syllables down.
"arey ye shazia siddiqui wala case haina, unhone aur naye witnesses khade kiye hai unke pass strong evidence hai toh ab bahot stress aaya hai"
he listened to you quietly, this was one thing you loved about rehman that no matter what, he listened carefully then based on the situation, gave a solution or simply the space you needed.
"hmm, samajh sakta hu mey" his hands moved up to detangle your hair, combing his fingers gently through your strands. "lekin mujhe yakeen hai ke har baar ki tarah meri vakeel sahiba iss case ko bhi ache se solve karegi, aur tum tension mat lo mey hu na tumhare saath".
a soft smile graces your lips because at this moment you didn't need a solution, you just needed warm words and rehman gave you exactly the thing you needed.
"filhal ke liye toh" rehman moves, straightening up hos posture. he positioned himself between your thighs, "aap strong, independent woman toh hai lekin meri biwi hai aur mujhe meri biwi ko sukoon dena hai"
rehman's mouth crashed yours, the kiss deepened into a desperation, lips moving onto yours with a passionate starvation. as if he had been yearning the entire day for a taste of you.
his tongue entered inside you, slowly claiming with rhythm that satisfied his pent up need. rehman lowered you on the sheets, his kisses trailed down to your jaw sucking your jawline with an intense desire making your back arch with pleasure.
then he moved to cup your breast through the fabric of your clothes, rehman's large and warm palms fitting perfectly around your round perky tits. his finger spread wide, squeezing the soft flesh with a possesive grip that made you gasp against his neck.
"god you're so perfect" he growled against your throat, "so soft, look how perfectly they fit in my hand, they were made for me to hold them, squeeze them, mark them"
rehman's thumb circled your nipples through the material, already perked , begging for his attention. he began to roll them between his thumbs with a pressure that was both punishing and teasing.
the friction against the material against your senstive tips sent you fereal, hips buckling involuntarily seeking more.
"rehman, please..." you moaned, a music to his ears.
"yes baby, im doing it, giving you the every possible relief" rehman whispers, his fingers unsteady on the trousers with a tug, he zipped them , shoving it down your hips. he completed got rid of them.
he didn't stop there, he hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties dragging them down effortlessly now, you were left exposed beneath him.
"fuck, you're so wet for me already"
he grabbed your knees forcing them apart. his grip was firm as spread your thighs wide, you felt achingly sensitive as the cool air hit your damp skin but the coolness lasted only for a while.
rehman dived between your legs.
the first contact of his tongue against your swollen clit was like the best part after a long day, rehman began to swirl his tongue around your bud with hunger that had consumed him.
"rehman, oh my god, yes!" you cried out, fingers tangling desparately in his hair pulling him closer.
the friction of his pace was intense, working in long, wet strokes that travelled from your senstive folds up to the very centre of your pleasure. picking up his pace, his tongue flickered faster, tasting you greedily as if he could drink every drop of your arousal.
the sound of his kisses filled your ears, driving you to the edge.
"i-i am close" you gasped , back arching off the sheets sending an electric jolt across your body.
"i know" he speaks, voice muffled against the skin of inner thighs, "give it to me, you deserve it baby"
the moment he whispered those words, the last piece of sanity eas broken you lost all the control, it was an explosion as his strokes on your clit flickered faster and mercilessly. your spine arched upwards.
his name slipped through your lips in a sweet melody, your voice filling out the entire room.
the orgasm hit you, violent and consuming you entirely. your inner muscles began to clamp around his tongue. every never ignited in your body. sending waves of pleasure. your vision blurred into darkness as the climax tore you.
rehman's tongue hovered around your senstive bud, hands gripping your thighs violently he remained there, leaving behind a wet trail of sloppy kisses.
thats true to be said, you were a strong independent woman but at the end of the day all you need is a man putting you first and pleasuring you is his foremost important responsibility.
and it was proven, rehman needed you as much as you needed him.
disclaimer - this piece of fiction is based on akshaye khanna and doesn't try to romanticize the counterparts involving his characters.
note - dearrrr girlies, go for a man who always keeps your pleasure above his, i was craving ts so i wrote it fuck hes so hot i cant
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