The second I unlock my eyelids, the harsh clutters of raindrops knocking on the ground render me completely conscious, both of the heavy rain outdoors as well as the unsettling feeling inside my heart.

My fever has flown away, giving enough space for my brain to yet again worry about Vicky. This is the prime reason why I got affected with a fever gosh!

Why can't I better conclude this? Why am I tormenting myself when I can either reject or embrace Vicky's love?

For once, I am going to stop thinking about society and start taking into consideration of my feelings. Only my emotions towards Vicky. Nothing else.

Vicky...

I really like him. Disregarding the fact that he is sort of naughty and tends to cross his line most often, I don't see any specific bad trait of him that would repel me away from him. Also, he stays incredibly cool in most situations which have always attracted me to him. Though not in a serious romantic manner, I still liked that particular character of him.

And I utterly detest it when he gets close to any girls other than me. Until recently I didn't understand why I was being such a jealous witch. But now obviously I had realized the motive. It's indeed cause I wanted him to only myself, doesn't matter in what way, yet I'm infinity percent sure of not wanting to share him with anyone.

He is special to me. He is my Vicky, right from the start when I didn't know that he is going to practically grow up with me or I'm going to raise him, I loved him. Again, I'm not sure If I ever had any other kind of feelings for him. But I adored him.

I wanted him so badly from the moment I saw him in that cradle. I wanted to keep him close to me. Close where my heart beats. I became delighted just seeing him getting comfortable with me. I loved seeing him smile, I just loved his every little action from his young self.

Yes, I loved him but without the romantic part. Is love always connected with intimacy?

My love for him is beyond the pleasure of two skins graze. Nonetheless, I now cherish his touches more than he could ever untangle.

His touch reaches some spots of me that have no relation to my body. It's like being touched by your soulmate though I ain't certain If it was what it was. I will define... when he kisses me, my body flutters, further, and a very strange yet magical sensation lingers in my head.

Why? I don't know. How? I don't know it either. But I like it and which is why I couldn't stop his actions toward me.

Well, this was it. This was all I could explain how I feel about Vicky. Frankly, I want him.

Hence, I'm presently apparent of my intentions. I wouldn't stop Vicky from attempting anything on me. I wouldn't even glare or scold him for his cheeky phrases.

Gosh, wait a minute, so does this mean I have to propose to Vicky or something like that? I can't do it. Hmm...it feels weird. He can find it just by my change in attitude, right?

Right. He has to. Otherwise, I'm going to die of awkwardness. Only I know how hard it is for me to finally add up my scattered feelings and form a good outcome so the rest relies upon Vicky. He has to figure out my discretions without making me blurt them out in words. I don't know but I feel kind of, a very suitable word would be....shy?

I guess yes.

I will give him hints about my intents and If he is not so stupid, he would get my alteration of heart. He will, won't he?

With that thought spiraling in my head, I exit my bed and saunter into my restroom to freshen up. All the while, under the shower, goosebumps kissed all my skin as I remind myself of my feelings for Vicky. Damn, I love him. But what next? We can now love and do lovey-dovey things, then? What's our future will be like?

Oh, Thikki stop! Live in the moment for once...

I sigh a breath, turning off the shower and stepping into my room with a towel around my body. I put on a white skirt and pink t-shirt from the closet and left my hair open after drying it with the hair dryer.

A sudden urge to groom me grows within me as I stare at the mirror. I have never done extra work for my face when I'm at home and now too, I'm not going to do any. Vicky likes me either way...

Nodding to myself I stroll up to my room door but damn, I found myself applying eyeliner and bindi to my face. Not only that, I even comb my wet hair, parting it in the sides so that I look really beautiful.

Am I overdoing it? Aish, who cares anyways? Vicky should...

I'm doing these silly things because of him... for him.

I actually hauled my body out of the room cause I suddenly felt that my clothes were not very pleasing. I'm going crazy at this rate, ain't I? I'm at home...I should not be worrying about my clothes! Yeah but Vicky is here...

Oh shut up!

Leaning against my closed room door behind, I rub my palms together. The sun seems to have no idea of fighting rain today. And so the rain was pouring at its finest. Not to mention those occasional thunder and lightning.

Overall, it's frightening. But the mood the downpour sets is well, kind of exciting.

"Thikki?" Vicky's voice snaps my head in his direction. He is wandering out of the kitchen with two plates of food held in his hand. It was Maggi on one plate while on the other, it was chapatis and potato salad.

I smile when I look into his eyes. He just confusedly gazes at me as he drops the plates on the dining table in the living room. He has worn a grey t-shirt and black shorts. He seems to have freshened up as well. His hair however is not appearing wet though. It was silky, thick, and bouncy! Has he woken up very earlier than me? Might have.

"Did you bathe or what?" He asks as he stands in front of me and brushes my hair and takes his hand back, his face in a frown. "Yeah..." I almost stammer but clear my throat to hide the fact. "Are you feeling well Thikki? Last night you were having bad fever. Though you were okay when I last checked this morning, you could have bathed tomorrow, what If you get sick again?" His concern came off with slight anger in his tone.

See who is scolding me...A small smile tugs at my lips at his fury. Noticing it, his frown deepens. "I'm not telling any joke right now Thikki!" I nod my head, cover my mouth, and shift away from Vicky towards the dining table cause I'm sure I will be blushing for no reason If even a second I spend before him!

I seated myself on one of the chairs at the dining table, Vicky joined me soon enough, placing himself on the chair beside me.

He pours hot water from the flask and pushes it near my plate. Aw, how caring. Again I smile, which honestly got me feeling perplexed too. The other one was Vicky, obviously. He narrows his eyes at me and perches his fist under his chin as he glances at me.

"Did you get hit on your head or what?" I shake my head, the smile stretching my lips. I can't control it. "No, just feeling good, the weather is nice too.." he didn't entirely buy my reasoning but shrugged as he then begins to devour his Maggi.

I munch on the chapatis slowly, hoping Vicky would speak something...something cheeky but all in vain, he surprisingly remains mute during the breakfast.

Why when I really wanted him to talk, he decides to stay num!?

Sighing internally, I concentrate on my food too. It was delicious. The potato salad is truly cooked well. The soup he made for me yesterday was luscious too...gosh the way he took care of me when I was ill, Vicky really did grow up, huh?

I smile yet again, prompting Vicky to send me an apprehensive look. "Are you okay??" He enquires, digging his fork into the Maggi, his eyes lined with mine. "Mm.." I hum, not having any words to say while I enjoy the meal he made.

"It might cause floods If this rain continues..." Vicky mutters, changing the subject as his gaze shift to the windows showcasing the outside.

"Even If it did flood...won't you save me?" I smile, looking at him. His eyes, ever so slowly, with skepticism, found mine. His brows are creased. "I don't know why you are being so weird today" he mumbles, making me feel embarrassed.

I don't know why he is being different today either. He is the one who usually messes with me by using those cheeky comments but now he is not even trying to do anything.

Yes, I'm complaining. How dare he sit like that when I have put on eyeliner and bindi, which is so odd as I'm not departing from home! Can't he think this through?

Idiot.

All of a sudden, my mood drops, and I purse my lips. The rest of the breakfast goes on with Vicky speaking of the havoc outside while I deal with the one in my head, just nodding as an acknowledgment of his comments.

"I will dispose of this, you go and wash your hands, and then, take rest" Vicky tugs my plate as soon as I finish the food. I need to do something. This idiot would never be able to guess straight about my behavioral change.

"Wait--I liked the food, Vicky." I declare after a pause. He grins before winking at me. "All thanks to me and my cooking skill" he proudly raises his eyebrows.

"Hm, so...thank you" I lean closer to his cheeks and peck him there. A moment of silence freezes the atmosphere as I refuse to tear off my lips from his skin.

Once I do so, Vicky's stiffened body loses its roughness and he blinks at me. I thought! I really really thought he is going to kiss me again but damn him, just smiled and went off to the kitchen with the plates.

What do I do now?

Follow him...I did the exact thing after I cleanse my hand and mouth in the wash basin located in front of the kitchen.

I peek at Vicky from the kitchen entrance as he scrubs the plates and sets them on the counter.

Then he ever so casually looks at me and just as if nothing happened, he carries on with his work.

This is going to be a huge task Thikshitha.

After what felt like forever, he leaves the kitchen and tidies up his mouth in the wash basin. I quietly scrutinize him.

He dries his lips with the towel and puts it back on the hanger. Then, twirls to me. "I asked you to take rest.." I hum as I step toward him.

"Yes you did" he takes me in through his eyes and sighs. "Anyways, I guess you are feeling completely fine." I nod my head. "Of course, I'm" I smile.

And...

I got on my tiptoes, pressing a kiss on his lips. He doesn't respond. So I do it again and again until I feel his hands go around my waist and he kisses me back.

The same tingles...the ineffable feelings rush back at our lips caressing.

My hands clutch his torso as he deepens the kiss by lowering his mouth to mine, dominating me.

He pulls away when I moan unintentionally. "Thikki sor..." I place my forefinger over his lips, silencing him.

"No.." I shake my head, hugging him tightly, my head resting on his palpitating chest.

His hand subsides to my head, he cascades it down my hair delicately. "Have me..." My words gush out before I could think straight.

"What?" He repeats, unsure that he heard me say it. "You heard it the first time," I murmur in his chest. "Well, have me in the sense, do you mean...what I think you mean?" I hike back from him.

"What do you think first of all?" I lift my eyebrows catching him a little off guard. But he soon gains back his coolness. "Well, I thought you meant something like..." His hands snake around the back of my neck as he jerks me towards him.

He bites my jaw and I close my eyes, allowing him to do it.

"Something like this..." He finishes as he kisses me on my nose.

Shyness cowers me abruptly, rendering me to turn away from him so that he is standing behind me, his fingers draped around my throat at the moment.

"How does this sudden change of mind occur Thikki?" Vicky whispers before nibbling on my earlobe and planting kisses down the side of my neck.

I falter at his actions. This feels enthralling, a sensation that would push you to find its depth.

"Cause I realized---" his free hand had pulled my t-shirt down my shoulder, and his mouth is now roaming on there, spotting kisses, bites, and often sucking...

"What did you realize?" He runs his finger over my shoulder and whirls me to face him by clutching my other side of the shoulder.

My eyelids flicker repeatedly as the intensity of this situation dawns upon my hazy head. We are crossing limits. And I'm liking it, so much that it scares me.

"What did you realize Thikki? That you love me?" I meet his eyes and merely nodded.

Right now, Vicky has his hands to himself, letting me suffer in something I don't know how to elucidate.

The rain outside has now sped up, hitting the ground with such force, creating an enormous sound as it does.

A thundering noise echoes unexpectedly, making me shriek. Just then, Vicky's hand comes around my hips, tugging me to him.

"This feels like a dream" he utters, his five fingers gently trailing down my face...I shut my eyes rejoicing in the heavenly feeling that I didn't realize where his fingers were actually going, that is until, my body jerked, involuntarily at the foreign contact on my left breast.

This is too much really. I didn't expect him to touch there this soon. But I'm not going to stop him. I love this moment. Him touching me feels surreal as If he is touching my soul naked.

He squeezes it and groans. "Gosh Thikki!" He again gives it a hard squeeze, and my throat goes precisely dry.

"You don't know how much I.." he sees into my eyes as I breathe heavily, "you?" I rush out, and he grins delightedly...

Damn, he is grinning at this moment.

"Crave these" now my both breasts were in his hold. "I can see that..." I strain when he massages them.

"Can we just shift to my room?" I question as my legs were literally starting to shake.

"Damn yes" and I was in his arms within seconds. The door opens and closes behind us as I watch everything in slow motion. Moments later, as my back crash against the mattress, Vicky hovers over me...the room was dimly lighted cause indeed the light was turned off and due to the rain, the atmosphere just adds too much tension.

Vicky dives into my neck right at first, kissing me furiously so that I arch my back off the bed and run my hands through his bouncy hair.

I felt too much sensitive in my neck so I after a few minutes, push his head up, kissing his mouth. "Thikki..." He sucks my lower lips, and at the same time, his hand raises the hem of my shirt upwards until it reveals my bra.

I am nervous actually. He goes down my cleavage, buries his head between my breasts, and kisses there, just feeling it between his cheeks.

I seriously felt tortured, my hand intertwine through my hair as Vicky unhooks my bra and push the cups up, finally freeing my huge asset.

So exposed, my head became drowsy as the pleasure spoon me in its grasp. Vicky's fingers were squeezing them, his cheeks were feeling them, and his lips were kissing around them.

I don't know how I can express this sensation in words.

I whine and moan out loud when he squeezes my nipples alone. I open my eyes, looking down at his activities. Wrong move, his mouth wraps around one of my breasts just at the exact instance, making me feel really dizzy in my brain.

Gosh, I can't.

He sucks so well, that I gasp with my lips wide open. I'm not in my senses anymore. This is way too much than I thought. His tongue joins in and I clutch his hair rigid. I can feel the wetness soaking my panties. I'm getting ready for something that I'm not yet ready for, mentally.

I cry out, as his suckings got more demanding, harsher. He switches to my other breast and shows his skill, while the used one bounces as Vicky plays with it using his hands.

I don't think my chest will be free anytime soon. Vicky doesn't seem to be in the mood to leave them. He was aggressive as he was from the start. And I'm not arguing...

His tongue roams around my areola and nipple, in a loop and he slurps on it, getting me feel insane.

Slowly, his fingers unite with mine, once he begins kissing over my valley of the breast but is not quite yet done with them. Just as I thought he is going to vacate them, his mouth flew right back to my right bud.

I sigh in pleasure. Plus, I guess I found something. He likes them. I wet my lips, looking at Vicky. He didn't slow down a bit.

"Vicky..." I need to stop him. My chest is starting to feel sore. I shook my head and he instantly understood my unspoken words.

However, he lays between my breast before I could stop him. In all honesty, it felt nice though. There's no incentive for me to deter him.

I just meander my hands in his hair, loving this...

"Thikki, I--" Vicky leans against my face "love you.." I finish his words and he pecks on my lips, very softly, that I almost distrusted he kissed me. Anyways, I pull him for another intense one before I lay on his chest, trying to sleep but not quite attaining there as Vicky's fingers are still against my breast, just resting over them.

I don't think I could fall asleep in this position. Wait- why in the world should I sleep now!? I look up at Vicky's face, he meets my gaze too, with a questioning look.

And we were kissing again and again and again and again...

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