To fabulous India

We reach, I think in a record time of 8 hours to the international airport of India. It was so fleur with colors all over the airport shopping stations already. I personally loved the scenery, it was mind blowing.

I wanted to shop everything that was vibrant to my eye, but I know owning a lot all at once is going to kill my need to visit the country again and again.

We were escorted by Mr. Javed's team personally. He's invited us to a guest mansion of his in the city. The lights of festivity was blinding me. I was reminded of the liveliness of Aaron's town, two years ago.

"Hello, young man!" Aaron drops his bags to be embraced by the lovely, tall and tan Indian man. His family was behind him as the wife draped in a neat long fabric called the 'saree', joins both her hands to her chin to greet me. I mimic the greetings technique, I personally don't think I live under the rock.

"Hello, Mr. Javed. Thank you so much for having us at such short notice. My girlfriend wished to have travelled here during our free time." Says Aaron. The man chuckles in delight, letting us know it was perfectly fine to have crashed in the country during a weekend. Over dinner, we have a wholesome conversation together. Although, I was convinced that the men were talking everything and anything about business.

"Say Aaron," The Indian man closes his mouth to gulp, "I would love it if you said you like cricket. India Vs Pakistan is a worldwide tournament that goes around."

"I do know the sport, Mr. Javed. Do we have time tomorrow? I would like to play with your family as opponents." The old man laughs loudly. I swear I see the younger male son of his eyes' sparkle in anticipation.

"Yes, yes sure! Why not?! Our families can be more than opponents! We can play as a team! Let me call my friends then."

"Sure!" The dealing was done.

After I obnoxiously check for any hidden cameras every nook and crook, I sigh in relief, but not quite satisfied.

"What are you doing, love?" Comes in chuckling the man who doesn't care about such things. Turning towards him, I hold the candle stand made of bronze towards his chest as he progressed towards me.

"Unlike you, I am a woman who needs my privacy. I can't be asking the video seller a few dollars who will gain popularity through my presence." He laughs loudly now.

As he calms down, a giant piece of his smile transfers to me. Our eyes were darkening together. He let's his white shirt be pierced with the probably-sharp candle stand I held against him, between each other.

"This is exactly how you made your way into my heart. Someone punctured it so bad, it left a wound there. An open hole." He says. He neatly flicks the candle stand out of my grip. His swift movements makes me crash into him, his arm held me sternly.

"And you," he caresses the side of my face, letting me melt into his touch, "You filled that hole up so good Ravine, I dare anyone to damage it again." Says he.

"And... what if I was the one mining my way through that hole in your heart? A second one will be even worse." To my words, his smile starts to fade. But it rekindles right away.

"I've built a very strong wall inside here, love." He makes my hand touch his heart, whilst I shamelessly begin to feel his pecs. He was so muscular and good looking, I couldn't stop myself from palming his chest as he does to me.

My lower lip between my teeth, I look up at him who takes my spectacles away. As if the dimming of the room wasn't enough through the night, he makes me squint my eyes to read his facial expressions.

"I will keep you trapped with me, love. I will keep you happy and content, as long as you love me back too. I promise, that you won't find another man as capable to love you than me. It's a challenge I throw. And I," he takes my hand to romantically kiss my knuckles. He's making me feel a zoo inside my stomach as I giggle.

"Am the luckiest, happiest and blessed man to have a woman like you standing by my side. You've been through all my highs and lows, I am assured that if we had babies one day Ravine, you're going to be the best mother." He says as I tilt my head in fondness.

I toe up to reach his height to kiss. He leans down to kiss me back.

That way, we end up into a heated make out session all over the huge mansion.

I loved this place. This was so traditional and filled with artifacts. This was no less, or maybe more than the aesthetically pleasing mansion of ours back home.

We were currently in the bathroom, doing the dirty. He placed me upon the counter, his length deep into my hole.

I held his shoulder and sighed in pleasure.

"This is fucking good." I say, looking around the semi-modern bathroom with warm yellow hue of the light.

His mighty arms makes me to hug his chest. Even with my size, I was in no comparison to his tall and broad figure. I melt into his warmth. This is what I'd need instead of a hot chocolate on a late February morning.

"I love you so much, baby girl."

"I love you too, my big teddy bear." I kiss his sweaty hair, I didn't mind it.

Suddenly, something strikes him.

"I remember you saying our sex was boring the last few weeks." I was slightly upset on him reviving the topic.

"Um... not anymore. This is plenty fun." Says I.

Suddenly, we travel in our half pyjamas running through the crops nearby to the mansion.

It was almost midnight. If there was anything we should be worried about, it was the night reptiles and roaches than people seeing two foreigners making love like maniacs.

And with that, we try to strike off one fantasy from our bucket list, for sexual adventures.

"To have sex with you like this in the fields... fuck yeah."