Before having to retreat to our room, Vicky and I stood silently at the bottom of the stairs. "Good night then," I lend him a small smile. "Yeah, night night" he breathed out, ruffling my hair as he whirls around and walks up the stairs.

Well, I thought he would kiss me. At least on my cheeks. Oh Thikshitha, why do you always require him to be the one to initiate everything?

Right!

"Wait..." I yell, ascending the few stairs he had left behind. "Bent down," I say once I stand in front of him.

Getting the hint, he hesitates...

What!?

Does he not wish to kiss me?

My heart wavers for a second at his disapproval. Yet, I close the distance between us and wrap my hands around his torso, hugging him.

His hand goes over my shoulder and he dips his head to my ear. "If I kiss you now, what's the guarantee that later you won't complain about me knowing nothing but this?" His voice is knitted with unseen grief. I peek up at him, still embedded in his hold.

God, did I hurt him to that extent?

"No Vicky...I didn't mean like that" he locks my free strands of hair behind my ear and smiles, softly. "Ahaa?" He hoists his eyebrows and naughtily stares at my lips. Damn how much I've missed this side of him!

And...

Our lips greet each other. The slowest kiss we had ever shared. It is delicate as though we both were making an effort to imply something through it. But then Vicky's tongue invades my mouth, catching me off guard for a millisecond before I got acclimated to his action.

My eyes willingly shut off, cherishing our moment.

Gosh, I swear he is flirting with my mouth, each flip and lazy dragging of his tongue over mine is resulting in my legs to shiver. If that isn't enough, he exacerbates the kiss, stroking his tongue to the roof of my mouth, to the corners of my cheeks, and eventually, the underside of my tongue where he kind of tried to do something like rotating his with mine...and I assumed that was the end of the kiss but to my fright, his tongue then penetrates my lower lips soft portion, exploring the tender skin there. At this rate, my hands that have been banded around his torso are literally clutching him tight enough to let him know of my suffocating state.

One of his hands holds my chin as I feel him detaching his lips from mine. My eyelids split up and I was about to lose my balance, but thank Vicky, his hands that curled previously in my shoulder dropped down to my waist, gripping me tight.

"How was it? I learned it from one of the hentai I had watched" he grins proudly. I stare at him, thoroughly speechless. "Doesn't silence indicate yes? I knew it! I knew you would love this..." He smiles, grasping me close to him.

I have no idea why I couldn't speak right now. "Can you manage to walk to your room or should I drop you?" I blink, no words scrambling out of my brims.

"Um...Thikki? You okay?" A big fat NO! After that strange yet delicious kiss, I am not anywhere near to being okay! "Your room" Oh, certainly, judging by the female voice, seems like I had confided that...

God kill me!

"Oh..." A surprising look crosses Vicky's face before I found myself dangling on Vicky's shoulder. Why couldn't he ordinarily carry me? This stance feels like committing abduction.

"Can't you carry me normally?" I hiss, watching the number of stairs increase as Vicky climbs up the steps.

"This is more appropriate for me" yeah my foot. "like having my butt beside your head?" If any, it's immensely inappropriate. Not to mention his hand that is under my rear as he balances me on his shoulder.

And finally my poor breasts, I swear If they could talk, they would probably be cursing Vicky right now. My chest is aching with every foot he sets to reach his room.

"Yeah Thikki..." My lips divide in disbelief as I feel a pat against my butt, oh sure, over my panties and skirt, no doubt about that. "You did not just do that..." I deadpan and all I received in answer was a savage chuckle from Vicky.

"Vicky I'm going to kill you!" I whine and heed more of his laughter. Then, within seconds, we were in Vicky's room. He let me fall back on the bed and I got deja vu of the events that took place in the morning, just like this, the only difference is, that Vicky's bed is a little comfier than mine.

"Stop!" I pause his action of hovering over me with my palm. He stands perplexed in front of the bed as I straighten my spine and sit at the edge of the bed, facing him.

"Why?" His grumpy tone put on a mischievous smile on my face. Actually...I just wanted to tease him which is the motive for my denial.

"Your room looks cool" I roam my eyes around his room and halt at the laptop at his study table and the books that are sprawled under it.

"Oh thank you so much" I can feel the impatience in his tone. This is captivating. "And, you should start respecting your books. Their residence on the floor is not very pleasing to look at" Vicky glances over his shoulder to the same I had referred to and he shrugs, ever so casually.

"I clean my floor every day," he says and stuffs his hands inside his shorts pocket. "Doesn't matter If you clean it every day or not. It's just the books are equal to god Lakshmi, so it's like indirectly disrespecting her" Vicky let out a breathy laugh before ignoring my words and plopping himself beside me.

This guy...

Huffing, I get on my feet and wander to his study table. "Brat!" I scold him as I crouch near his books and assign them to the surface of the table.

"Thank you again, I would strive to be the same forever!" He mutters and I sent him a glare as I twirl my head to encounter him.

"You can at least help" He scans the books surrounding me and sighs. "No thanks" with that, he lays flat on the bed from his sitting position.

"Idiot!" I murmur under my breath as I continue to arrange the books. Initially, I wanted to tease him but now the thought had flown away, seeing his mannerless behavior.

"Is it not over yet?" A few minutes later, I heard Vicky's irked tone. Last thing to do! Folding his laptop, I kept it under the table, on his exceptionally clean floor.

Perfect. Books up, devices down.

"My precious laptop! What have you done Thikki!" Vicky's voice booms as I turn my head around to see him half laying, half raised on the bed?

"Put that on where it was earlier!" See who is giving me orders. I smirk devilishly before dragging his laptop back to the wall so that it sits in a corner beneath the table

"Thikki..." I stand up and walk to Vicky who is now seated upright on the bed, his gaze hard on me.

"If this is done by someone else, things would have been different" I place my hands on my hips as I watch him say that, coldly. "But I'm the exception huh? How sweet..." I grin while he lends me a fake and bitter smile in return.

"Now shall we sleep?" He asks rather dejectedly, pushing his body back on the bed and landing his head right on the pillow. Oh...so we are not doing anything tonight I guess?

Anyways...

I bolt his room door before fitting myself beside him in the bed. The lights go off as a clicking sound came from Vicky's side.

Under the blanket, listening to the screaming rain and rotating fan, we both lay numb. Though the AC hasn't been turned on, the cold which is set on due to this rainy season seemed to squeeze my senses.

"Can you turn off the fan?" I ask the human who is surprisingly keeping his hands to himself. "It's not that cold Thikki" it is indeed, idiot. "Please, I'm freezing" I protest, and a sigh leaves Vicky's lips before he scoops me to him. His hands are, all around me under the sheets, squishing my body extremely close against his.

I wasn't expecting this...

I let my hands hug him the same way he did and shoved my head to the crook of his neck.

I'll be honest, this position isn't comfortable for me. My already angry breasts are yet again crying in suffocation. To help them out, with difficulty, I turn around in Vicky's embrace so that his hands are resting over my stomach and shoulder. And his face is caressing my neck.

Deliberately, his hands feel down my shoulder.

Oh...

He gropes my left breast and tugs on my nipple over my clothes. Oh god! My thighs slam shut at his sudden movement. His mouth sucks on the base of my neck as he shakes my asset in his palm. I bit my lip in embarrassment as well as pleasure.

"Vicky!" I jerk and warn him as he harshly crushes my breast. He appears to have really grown some weird obsession over my chest.

He switches to my other breast while his hands over my stomach sneak into my shirt, pressing the skin bare.

A chuckle erupts from Vicky's mouth as he squeezes my stomach again.

"You have got a little belly here" he whispers in my ear as he grabs it. Why does he have to stir my insecurities! My face warms up at his comment and I try to move away but he rubs his fingers all the way to my navel, hidden under the band of my skirt. "We had fried rice, remember?" I respond, refusing to accept his statement.

"Yeah yeah." he messes with my belly once again. "It's cute though Thikki" he strokes my stomach gently. Damn him. I'm blushing right now.

Adding to that, he kisses me on my lips, and it ends up being sloppy due to our posture.

I don't know when I slept but all I could remember before falling asleep was Vicky massaging my chest and stomach and those demanding kisses.

".... ah ah...." My eyes shot open as pressure forms in my lower stomach. I couldn't see anything though! Cause it's still night and the rain is pouring down heavily.

My body feels chill, obviously! when did he even undress me of my t-shirt and bra?

Another hard suck and I cry out. Goodness, Vicky has my nipple in his mouth. And gosh, how do I say it without feeling shame?

He...

Has...uff...

Both my breasts in his hand and he has made them squash together as he feeds on one while the other is being stimulated by his fingers.

I soak in the pleasure wholeheartedly, liking his swipe of the tongue and tiny bites. It goes on for a long time and believe me when I say I didn't know when he stopped it.

Once the morning arrives with yet more rain, the first thing I feel and witness is Vicky between my chest, sleeping rather peacefully...

I lay there, surprised by his fondness for my chest.

And as I think about it deeper, my face flushes with shyness.

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The author of this story had become a tomato after writing this chapter 🍅

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