Iravil nizhalaaga (இரவில் நிழலாக)

Twenty-two

The next morning, she woke up first in his embrace, she blushed,

Mansi: I love you.

She said to him in a husky voice and got up, she freshened up and went to prepare coffee,

After a few minutes,

He wrapped his hand around her waist from behind, she flinched,

Vikram: Good morning.

He said in his sleepy voice. It's rough when compared to his normal voice,

Vikram: Good morning sonna.

He said while snuggling his face into her neck. He started peppering kisses.

Mansi: Good.... Good morning.

Mansi: Coffee kudikariya?

Vikram: Aprom ah.

He kept kissing her neck. Her toes curled. Her grip on the counter tightened. She tried her best to not moan.

Mansi: Vikram. Enough. Coffee kudikalaam.

Vikram: No.

He turned her around, he placed his hand and counter, locked her between his hands,

Vikram: You look beautiful. Epdi di kaalaile ivalo azhaga iruka.

He asked while rubbing her nose with his. She blushed and looked down,

Mansi: Vikram stop.

Vikram: Stop ah?! Na innum start ae pannala di.

He said and pecked her cheek. He pulled her closer by her waist, leaned in,

Mansi: Consent elam kekka maatiya?!

Vikram: Ne okay solluvaa nu enake theriyum. Aprom ethuku athu elam kettukitu, asingama.

She chuckled.

He smashed his lips on hers, he cupped her cheek and started sucking the soul out of her, his one hand moved towards her neck and he caressed it slowly with his thumb,

He pulled away and hugged her,

Mansi: Vikram

She called him softly, he hummed.

Mansi: I love you.

He pulled her more into him,

He placed his lips on her neck and sucked it,

Mansi: Aahh. Vikram.

She moaned.

Vikram: Love you, Mansi.

She widened her eyes and tried to pull away. But he didn't let her,

He sucked in another place and kept giving her love bites.

Mansi: Hmm. Vikram

She kept moaning.

Mansi: Please. Ena konjam feel panna vidu.

He pulled away,

Vikram: Love you sonnathuku thana. Ne emotional aaga gap vida kudathunu thaan pannitu iruka.

He kissed her cheek and forehead. He kept kissing all over her face.

She giggled.

Mansi: Pothum Vikram.

Vikram: I love you. I love you. I love you so much.

He shouted cupping her cheek. She chuckled with tears and hugged him.