《Yours from Birth》Chapter-15
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On the terrace, 12.30 AM
"Okay, you both go down. We will come down in a minute." Vikram ordered, helping Harshitha up on her feet, to which Harshitha hit his shoulder for his ordering tone.
"Ahaan, Enjoy, enjoy! we will not disturb you guys." Vihana wiggled her eyebrow at them playfully as Dhanya dragged her towards the stairs, smiling.
They all grew up together, so they knew Vikram is not rude. He is just a little cold on the outside and a big softie inside. He is a total introvert when it comes to others, but with Harshitha, he is a total extrovert. So, they don't take his words to their heart. They have seen how protective he was of them. Even though Dhanya is a family friend, he treats her the same as he treats Vihana.
"Come here, baby." Vikram breathed, bringing Harshitha into his arms after he confirmed the girls are out of sight. He doesn't want anyone disturbing them as it's been a while since they spent some time alone.
Even though they are together the whole day, but nothing can beat these 5 to 10 minutes with her in his arms snuggled closely, doing nothing, just enjoying the night under the blanket of stars.
"Did you see our pre-wedding pictures?" Vikram teased, placing a chaste kiss on her cheeks, smiling as Harshitha elbowed on his stomach with a whine.
"Vikram, not you too!"
"Okay, I will not tease. tell me, did you see the pictures after Dhanya edited?" Vikram asked, nuzzling his nose on her neck, to which Harshisha tilted her head involuntarily.
"Hmm." Harshitha hummed mindlessly, closing her eyes as he started peppering soft kisses across her neck. Vikram smiled against her skin as he felt her leaning her weight totally on him.
"So, can I post those in Insta?" He asked, moving her hair aside and continuing his ministration on her neck slowly, taking extra time in placing soft kisses on his favorite mole, which is on the back of her neck.
Well, apparently, she heard him as she moved out his arms the next second with a glare, to which Vikram chuckled and picked her up in his arms.
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"Can't you guys just let me be in peace for at least a day?" Harshitha asked him, raising her arms above their head to avoid the Mehandi smudging as he carried her downstairs steadily.
"Just kidding Papu! Naa apdi pannuvana? sollu." Vikram defended, trying to hide his smile as she glared at him playfully.
(Just kidding baby! Will I do something like that?)
"Okay, I will not post if you give me a kiss," Vikram demanded, pointing his cheeks, once he kept her down on her feet. The hallway was pitch black and still as they stood outside the girl's room, facing each other with Harshitha's back against the wall.
"So, you are okay with a cheek kiss?" She whispered, biting her lower lips as she looked up at him teasingly.
"Oh, now brave! Are we?" Vikram grunted, moving forward as she stared at him boldly.
"Well, If you don't want-HMMP." She turned around to get inside, but he pressed his warm mouth against her lips, muffling her words, fiercely kissing her. He pinched her waist, urging her to open her mouth as he kissed her softly, but once she opened her mouth, His kisses became hard, their bodies pressed together in a way no air could pass in between them.
Vikram lifted her a little to match his height and continued kissing her passionately while Harshitha tried to match up to his pace.
"Wait, not here." Harshitha breathed in between the kiss, but Vikram paid no heed to her words as his hands slid up inside her shirt.
"No one will come Pondatii!" Vikram grabbed her hips, kissing her hard as he caressed her bareback sensually, to which harshitha shivered, kissing him hard equally.
(Pondatii- wifey)
After a few minutes, Both broke apart breathless with a smile.
Amusement danced in his eye as he embraced Harshitha in a warm embrace, his grin widened as she looked at him with a beautiful smile. Her lips are slightly swollen from their kiss, which looked so inviting.
"Don't, don't look at me like that," Vikram grunted, pulling away from her, and shook his head to clear his thoughts while Harshitha had another plan as she moved forward to him with the same look.
"Well, are you out of breath already mister?" Harshitha teased further, raising on her toe, kissing him at the corner of his lips, to which he instantly responded, pulling her hard against him and kissing her hungrily.
"Vikram!" Harshitha pushed him away as the light in the hallway turned on. They both looked at the stair cautiously as someone walked toward them, scratching their head.
"Oh, you both are here only ah?" Both released their breath once they saw it was vihana only.
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"Hmm, what are you doing downstairs?" Vikram asked, switching off the staircase light once Vihana came near them.
"I was having my midnight meal. Harshi, there are still five chapattis in the hot pack!" Vihana exclaimed, rubbing her chapattis-filled stomach with satisfaction.
As on cue, Harshitha's stomach grumbled making the V siblings laugh.
"Come on, let's fill your stomach before it wakes up everyone." Vikram laughed, throwing his arms around her shoulder while Vihana waved them goodnight and walked away with a yawn.
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In the Dining room,
"No, scoop less curry!" Harshitha ordered, swinging her legs back and forth as she sat on the dining table while Vikram sat on the chair, feeding her.
"You like this curry, then why?" Vikram tore a piece of chapatti and scooped less curry as she ordered while she blew on her Mehandi to dry.
"Don't ask me, as if you don't know the reason," Harshitha mumbled, opening her mouth as he forwarder his hands with a piece with less curry.
"I don't know, baby. This curry is your favorite right. Here try this." He coaxed, adding some amount of water to lessen the spiciness.
"You bit my lip, you idiot! Now it's burning." Harshitha hissed, drinking the water as the spices touched her lips while Vikram looked at her guiltily.
"Sorry di, You can bite me if you want." Vikram offered, smiling innocently as harshitha stared at him with a pout.
(di-Informal way of calling a female)
"No kisses for a week!" Harshitha declared, munching the chapatti with a sly smile.
"Hey, It is not fair bab- Vikram stopped halfway when they heard the footstep. Both of their faces went pale as the person before them, stood with a sly smile.
"What is not fair Vikram?" Radha asked her son as she strolled inside the dining room while harshitha gulped nervously, getting down from the table.
"Nothing ma, do you want something?" Vikram enquired his mother, masking his nervousness with a smile.
"Nothing kanna, Oh why are you both are here at this hour?" Radha asked, taking a seat beside Vikram.
"Oh, I'm hungry, so I came to eat, and Harshitha was awake, so she is giving me company. Vikram lied, eating the chapatti as Harshitha glared at him for lying, to which he ignored eating the rest.
"Oh really? If I remember correctly, you said you were so full that even if I gave you a million dollars, you would not eat another piece when I kept another chapatti on your plate this dinner." Radha asked him, playing with the pen that was on the table.
"Tha that.. That was yesterday ma, Now I'm hungry, so I'm eating." Vikram stammered, swallowing the last piece with difficulty.
"Kanna, you ate just 4 hours ago." Vikram groaned, walking to the kitchen basin to wash the plate.
"Ma, What's your problem? Why are you not sleeping? Is appa snoring again?" Vikram sighed, hugging his mother gently.
"Okay! okay, I will go now." Radha exclaimed, walking out of the dining.
Not even a second later, she returned again humming.
"Maaaaaa," Vikram whined, palming his face as his mother walked toward Harshitha.
"Oh shut up!" Radha chided her son as she gently wiped Harshitha's mouth with her saree pallu as harshitha stared at her aunt in horror.
"Why are you looking at me like that, Harshu ma? oh, and Vikram, give Harshu some water." With that, Radha walked out of the room, shaking her head with a smile.
Radha knew her kids well, which mother doesn't? Vikram, from his birth, will always have his dinner heartily, not once he woke up from his sleep to eat, and she also knew who get hungry in the middle of the night in this house. The girls were always hungry wolves, who come to the kitchen in the middle of the night to eat, so they always keep a portion of food, in case they come hunting down.
She knew that her son was feeding Harshitha, and she also saw the oil grease on Harshitha's lips. They are just shy to admit it. Well, she will wait for that day to come!
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1st floor, Hallway
"Okay, Good night baby, don't think much about it!" Vikram placed a soft kiss on Harshitha's forehead as she snuggled closer to him.
"Hmm, Okay Bye, Good night!" Harshitha pecked his chin and walked toward her room as Vikram stood waving to her.
"You go!" Harshita waved, leaning against the door with a smile.
"Okay." Vikram blew her a kiss and walked away to his room.
Suddenly Harshitha smirked as an idea occurred to her mind, so she quickly ran towards him.
"Vikram!" Vikram stumbled on his feet as Harshitha hugged him out of nowhere.
"Woah! easy there, tiger." Vikram exclaimed, standing straight, embracing her gently.
"Lean down." She commanded to which he leaned down eagerly with his eyes closed.
"Ahhhhhh," Vikram hissed at pain as harshitha bit down his lip and ran away shouting 'tit for tat'.
"Well, we will see who will win baby!" Vikram whispered to himself, chuckling at his darling's adorable behavior.
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to be continued...
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