[A/N: It's been so long since I wrote an OS, I can't even remember. Well, This was written for Vaish, as gratitude for always doing PMs whenever I am unable to do so. Thanks a ton Sweetie! You are a lifesaver. And I was gonna write a tragedy OS, but then I thought I love you so much, and I shouldn't do this to you. So, here is something for your tharki mind. It's Lime, so don't get your hopes up! Tell me how you liked the name too.. I came up with it in 5 seconds.. Hehehehehe]
Unchartered Waters
"Mission Lifeguard ka attention Pao, phase 67, Day 10!" She said out loud, only to entice giggles in her best friend, and then frowned at the voice of her peeling laughter.
"Kya hai!" She then smacked her on her shoulder, her anger over riding everything else.
"Oww! It's funny and you know that, Kria!" Sharon teased the poor girl mercilessly.
It was their 10th day in Goa. And almost after so many days, Kria had not been able to get that dumbass looking lifeguard out of her thoughts. That almost made Sharon freak out this whole time, considering the fact that her closest girlfriend was never really interested in guys.
She had come down on this vacation with her, away from her boyfriend, just because she thought Kria needed to enjoy life a bit. And the fact that she had turned down the proposal of 17th guy didn't help her either.
They were at Candolim beach, in a shack eating some lasagna right now, but Kria hadn't even touched her food. All she was doing was staring at that beef-boy through binoculars.
"Kiru, I am worried for you. What's with this obsession, love?" Sharon voiced her concerns, and watched as she flinched a bit, as if Sharon had just hit a nail on her head.
She got chills down her spine, as she, in her first time of all these years of friendship, saw Kria blush.
"I... I just don't know."She managed to say... "He's been coming in my dreams since the first time I saw him."
Sharon couldn't control her eyes from popping to the size of saucers. Did she just say she was dreaming about the beef-boy?
"Hmmm.. Mind telling me what dreams?" Sharon pushed her further, and saw her turning beetroot from light pink.
A sadistic smile crept on her lips, as Kria fumbled with words and turned her head elsewhere. Ohhhooo.. She amused, those kind of dreams..
"Well, You know its normal to have those dreams? Right?" Sharon tried to pacify the nerves of her bestie, trying to get her comfortable with this matter.
"It is?" A quite visibly shocked Kria asked.
"Yes, love... You are attracted to him! There is nothing wrong with that. Stop trying to catch his attention.. I say, its him who should be working up for you.." the diva rose full bloom, instilling confidence into her otherwise fully confident but right now self agitated friend.
"I know... But goddammit.." Kria had her head bowed, realizing what she had been doing, "No matter what, he JUST doesn't acknowledge my presence!"
Sharon held onto her hand now, and exclaimed, "Well, let's start phase 67 with a dhamaaka then... Here's what you'll need."
The devil inside Sharon's mind sniggered. Ohh how she was going to love the torture on Beef-Boy... Nobody ignores her friend! Nobody!
He looked around with his binoculars, and sighed heavily. He had been requesting this same shift for the past nine days, ever since he had seen her on this part of the beach.
And quite amazingly, he would catch a small glance of her every day, and then get back to work. It wouldn't be safe for him if he extended the duration of his glance... She would notice for sure. And that, he sighed, wouldn't be good at all.
He was a lifeguard, here. And she, he had mostly guessed, was here only for a vacation. Goa was his home, he had spent his whole life here, watching people come for a few days, enjoy basking in the sun, play a little in water, and then, return to wherever they had come from.
He couldn't risk his only worthwhile job on just the attention of a girl looking for a good time on her holidays. He didn't even know what her name was.
But right now, as time passed and she didn't appear, he found himself growing restless. She had been appearing in her dreams almost every day now, and with each passing day the dream just got dirtier.
He checked up on the waters one more time, and sighed some more when he didn't find her there.
He decided it was enough now, and got down from his lifeguard chair, ready to plunge in the waters to cool himself down. It was almost evening now, and his shift would get over in an hour or so.
As such the people on the beach were reducing to almost nil. The high tide alarm was out and people had been advised to stay away from the waters now.
So, she didn't come today after all.
Maybe she left Goa already.
Maybe her vacation was over.
He smacked himself hard on his foot by ramming his board into it.
He was behaving like a stupid teen in love, when he was anything but that.
Sure, she was beautiful, but that didn't mean he wouldn't get to see anyone more beautiful than her.
He roamed around the waters a bit more, making sure nobody was here. And that's when his eyes almost fell out.
What the fuck?
He felt the tightening of his 3/4th shorts, and in pain, registered the insane amazing, and almost naked girl walking at a distance from him.
What the hell was wrong with him?
He grew up here goddammit!
He had seen scanty two-piece bikinis like these forever!
He had never had this painful hard-on ever!
She was wearing a skimpy two piece, clad in blue and amber. The setting sun, almost teased her skin to become radiant, and he could see the vast expanse of her amazingly toned legs. Her top barely covered those beautiful mounts, and somehow, he couldn't find any strap anywhere.
She seemed to not notice him, and passed him by, nonchalantly.
And like a moth attracted to flame, he followed her.
"Ummm... Ma'am." He called out, as soon as they were at the level that their toes were touching water.
She turned around for a second, and had a questioning look on her face.
"Yes?" She asked, as coldly as possible.
For a moment, he was stunned. What did he do wrong? He gulped.
Wait! What the fuck! He was the lifeguard here. He wasn't doing anything wrong talking to her. He was just warning.
"Umm.. You are not supposed to go in the water. Its high tide time." He managed to stutter out.
She continued, but this time, had a condescending smile on her face, "Are you going to stop me?" She turned around, without needing an answer from him, as if judging him weak and incapable of doing something and charged into the water.
He was left shell shocked for eternity it seemed.
She splashed and smothered the water on her, getting thoroughly wet and enjoying it a bit too much for his comfort. Her bikini could hardly cling to her, and had already gotten dangerously low on her chest. She had fistfuls of water that she was splashing everywhere, and the bouncing of her very delectable mounds was making him die a little inwardly.
He was supposed to be incharge, right?
Something clicked in him, and he began to stride towards her. It was his responsibility after all, to get her out of water now, and not even she... could deny him what he wanted.
He pulled her arm, thrashing her into his torso, and mouthed angrily, "Out of the water, NOW!"
She gulped, for a second, caught unaware of the slip of power and control, but regained her senses in a few seconds.
She would carry out her plan successfully Goddammit!
She pushed him away with her free arm, yanking her other arm out of his grip, and shot at him, "Make me!"
She went deeper into the waters, and suddenly felt something pull her.
A gasp released its way from her automatically, as she realized what he was tugging.
He had his hand hooked into the back of her bikini top, which was held in its place just by the tiny knot. His hand had fisted the knot completely, and he was twisting it right now, mercilessly, to hold her into her place.
"Miss..." He lingered on to the word, making her realize what he was asking.
"Kria.."She replied, all her feistiness gone to the dogs.
"Kria... Chale ab? Thand lag jaaegi." His voice was extremely clipped, and she felt he was holding back something inside.
Lord, let her name be written in golden words. Cause, she was about to rile the demon some more.
"Nahi. Nahi jaana." She replied, still not looking at his face.
She felt him pull her back, and landed into his chest again. But this time, he pressed her back into him, making her breasts squeeze into him. A blush crept at her face, and she didn't dare to look up at his eyes. He dragged her out with him in this position, holding tightly onto her, while she just slid under his force.
Once they were out of water, she managed to squeak out, "You can leave me now.." still looking down on the fevicol-like adhesion of their bodies. All sorts of criminal thoughts were invading her mind, and she couldn't help but be elated at how beautifully her body was fitting into his.
"Make me!"
Her head jerked up at what he said, and she saw, with fearsome eyes, that he had no intention of letting her go.
Her blush was getting more and more evident every passing second, and she didn't know how long her control would last. The areas where his body was touching hers was covered in goosebumps, and her throat was completely dry.
"Thand lag jaaegi..." She replied weakly, watching everywhere but his face.
She felt him relax his hand on her back, and instantly felt disappointment creep in.
She knew the moment had gone already.
"Sorry... Miss... I was concerned about your safety." He said, now at a respectable distance from her, with the business like look on his face.
Screw it! Fucking Screw it all! Her mind screamed.
She leaped in, and thrashed her lips into his, almost putting her entire weight onto his body, slipping in the process.
Her lips crushed his, and to her pleasure, she had a response from in mere microseconds.
He gnawed at her lips, biting them, savoring the salty flavor of those rose buds to his heart's content. But within a minute, the reality dawned on him. And he stopped.
He got hold of her shoulders with both his hands, and pushed her back, catching his breath.
He saw her face for the moment he was trying to get a hold of his breath, and felt his hard-on return in full form. She was flushed to the core, her cleavage extremely visible. While her pinks lips just now were bruised, swollen and looked as if she was gloriously kissed just now. Her hooded, stony eyes showed the degree of arousal she had, and her skin was glowing under his palms.
"You... you are making this very difficult for me." He breathed out loud, trying to gain control over himself.
"And so are you..." She replied.
He was astounded by her answer, and somehow, needed more.
"What? What do you mean Kria.." He asked, thoroughly confused now.
"Don't! Don't take my name as if you have known me forever!" She said, almost desperately.. "You have no idea what that does to me..."
"Then tell me..." He said, pulling her a little closer.
"You... You are really cruel." She said, hiding her face from him, looking away.
"Guess that makes us even." He relied, urging her to face him. He still needed to know what she meant.
"Shut up! It's been ten days.. Not once have you looked at me! And here I am. Pathetic." She continued her self admonition.
"You wore a red beach dress on Tuesday.." She looked up at him, suddenly amazed at his answer.
"And a really frilly green and white mini on Wednesday.." She continued to stare, dumbfounded.
"I hated what you wore on Thursday, didn't let me sleep, that cursed black swimsuit."
"You looked sunkissed on Friday, in that Orange sarong."
She blushed now, knowing what he was implying.
She felt his hands, lingering up and down her shoulders, inciting goosebumps wherever they fell, yet he continued, "I'll still say blue looks the best on you, it's my favorite color too..."
He closed in on her, and his lips at a breathing distance from her, he said, "But nothing matches what you are wearing right now. I so don't want it on you anymore."
She felt his lips on her, and she couldn't take it anymore. Her hands clutched the night of his hair, and she pulled him into her harder, breathing short gasps of excited air.
Her hands then trailed down his back, leaving nail marks all over, while his lips left hers to nibble down at her collarbone. She sighed in delight when his mouth reached the valley between her mounds, and started placing hot open-mouthed kisses there. Before she knew it, he had yanked her top down and was now sucking every piece of skin he could find. Her knees buckled under him, and she couldn't stop her moans.
"WAIITTT!" She shot, as she just remembered something.
His head jerked up, questioningly, not knowing what had caused this reaction.
"Your name!" She said, as if it was mortally essential.
He smiled a full wide grin that showed all his teeth, "Reyaansh... Acche se yaad rakhna... You are gonna be screaming it a lot now!" winked, and returned to the task at hand.