The next morning was quiet and golden. The sun shone brightly. It was 10:40 am. Sunlight seeped from the window, too bright and clear.
Thabal was sitting up in the bed, propped up by a mountain of soft pillows. She looked much better than the night before, though her face was still a bit pale. She has been held hostage by her beloved. So what could she even do.
She wasn't allowed to step her foot on the floor. Full on strict restriction! She huffed and looked at the picture infront of her. Vikram was looking at her, in his uniform, eyes stormy and cold. A small smile seeped in.
"Itne aakdu ho. Thoda sa smile kar doge toh paisa chala jayega kya aapka?" She narrowed her eyes playfully at his picture.
"But itne pyaare lag rahe ho. Even with this stern look. Hayeee" she looked at his picture dreamily.
Just then, Vikram walked in, carrying a heavy tray. Thabal seeing him in excitement, tried to climb down the bed. But his one look made her sit back. He didn't even have to say anything, he just gave her a 'don't you dare' look that made her freeze.
"Kyaaaa" she whined softly, but her eyes were smiling.
"Mein aa raha hoon na chand. Why do you want to waste your energy when I am here" Vikram said, his voice firm but full of affection. He placed the tray across her lap. It was a perfect breakfast, toasted bread, a bowl of fresh fruits, and a glass of warm milk.
"Eat all of it. Every bit" he commanded, sitting on the edge of the bed. He watched her take the first bite, his eyes soft. He hadn't left her side all night, and even now, he looked like he wanted to wrap her in a blanket and hide her from the world forever.
"Kam pe nahi jaaoge kya?" She asked scrunching her nose at him. Vikram smiled and shook his head.
"Aaj ke liye mein sirf tumhara hoon. No work, nothing. Only us" he leaned in and pecked her cheek, making her face warm up.
"Baad pe problem nahi hoga? Aap kal bhi nahi gaye the. Bohot works pile up hojayenge" she asked in concern. Vikram chuckled and shook his head.
"Tum uss ki chinta mat karo baby. I will handle it. I have given few responsiblities to my juniors too. They will look over it. Jaha pe mera jarurat hai, udhar baad pe mein dekh lunga" he assured her. Thabal looked at him with a soft look in her eyes and smiled slightly.
She ate in silence, feeding few bites to Vikram too in middle. Suddenly the loud doorbell echoed through the house. Vikram stood up, smoothing out his shirt.
"Eat your breakfast, Chand. I will be back" he patted her cheek gently and walked out of the room.
A few minutes later, Thabal heard the sound of familiar, excited voices in the hallway. She frown hearing the chatterings. Before she could think more, the door pushed open, and two figures rushed in, nearly tripping over each other.
Thabal felt her heart skip at beat seeing them.
"THABAL!" It was Meera and Shreya. Thabal's eyes widened in pure shock.
"Tum dono idhar kaise?" She asked, bewildered.
The two girls didn't wait for an answer. They rushed to the bed and hugged her, locking her in their arms. Thabal winched slightly as they unknowingly pressed on her bruised arms.
Just then Vikram entered the room. Seeing the scene he immediately rushed in and pulled Thabal towards him. Pulling her to his chest.
"Aaram se. She is frail right now. You need to handle her carefully" he informed them, not rudely but in an authoritative and protective way.
Though the two girls were confused, they nodded. Vikram looked at Thabal and placed a kiss on her forehead. Thabal blushed at it and looked away from him. Ugghh! Does he not feel shy? Kissing infront of her friends.
Seeing her demeanor, Vikram smirked slightly but didn't tease on it.
"I will be in the hall. I have some work to do. Tum apne friends ke saath thoda time bitao. Baat karo. Kuch jarurat pare toh awaj de dena, hm?" He caressed her head, making her nod in return. He gave a final look and walked out, closing the door softly to give them privacy.
The room was suddenly filled with the energy of friendship. Meera sat on the bed, holding Thabal's hand, while Shreya cupped her face.
"Thabal! Kya huwa hai? Mujhe kuch samaj hi nahi aa raha. You didn't even pick up our calls and then your phone went switched off" Shreya freaked out, eyes swarming with worry.
"Tujhe pata hai hum kya-kya soch rahe the. Tu bas boli ghar ja rahi hai, aunty bimar hai, serious hai. Aur achanak hi gayab hogayi. It freaking scared us so much. Phone bhi nahi utha rahi thi. Aur abhi yeh. Ho kya raha hai Thabal?" Meera softened her voice at the last line.
"Tu itni kamjor kyu lag rahi hai? Kya huwa hai? And why are you flinching at our touch. Dard ho raha hai tujhe?" Shreya asked cautiously, inspecting her arms. Thabal sighed and clutched her wrist, making her stop abruptly.
"Shant raho tum dono. Bolti hoon" Thabal took a deep breath in and looked away, composing herself.
She looked at her hands. The memory of being locked in her room and jumping from the window flashed through her mind. Slowly, in simple words, she told them everything. She told them about her mother's fake illness, the rod her mother used, the plan to marry her off to a stranger, and how she had jumped into the rain to escape.
Meera and Shreya sat in stunned silence. Meera was clenching her fist so hard her knuckles were white.
Thabal continued to narrate. Telling them every bit of the secret she kept hidden from everyone. The reason why she was treated so indifferently. Why she was abused mentally and physically. Why she was outcasted.
"What the fuck?" Shreya whispered harshly. Her eyes stinging slightly, from anger and pain. Pain from thinking how much Thabal had to endure.
"Bhai are they crazy or something? Suna tha log apne adopted bacho ko ignore karte hai ya ill treat karte hai. Yeh kya bakchodi hai?" Meera scowled genuinely confused and disgusted by their thought.
"Tu sure hai teri di adopted hai? Because sachmein mujhe toh lag raha hai tu hi adopted hai. Like how the fuck can a mother ignore and hate her own child? Seriously? Kaisi maa hai woh? Tujhe 9 mahine pet pe rakha hai. Thoda sa bhi pyaar kaise nahi hai tere liye" Shreya threw her hands in frustration.
Thabal sighed and looked out, towards the balcony.
"Shayad i wasn't destined to get their love" she muttered softly, a faint ache followed. But she brushed it off. It's over now. They don't even deserve her sadness or anger after what they did to her.
"Ayee" Meera suddenly frown and pulled her face to her by her chin.
Thabal looked at Meera who had an irritated expression on her face.
"Hum kya hai? Hum kya mar gaye hai? Unko maro goli. Let life fuck them up. Unka bhi time aayega. Karma will get them. Hum haina. Dekh Thabal. We are family yaar. And family blood se nahi, bond se banta hai. Blood isn't thicker than water. We aren't just friends. Hum toh behene haina. Jab jarurat padhta hai ek dusre ke maa baap bhi ban jate hai" Meera smiled slightly, trying to lift up the mood.
Thabal chuckled at it, her eyes watering slightly at her words.
"Wahi. Hamara pyaar hi kafi hai. Jabtak buddhe hoke mar nahi jate tab tak saath rahenge" Shreya chimed in, with an emotional grin.
Thabal felt her throat clogging up. Tears completely filled up her eyes by now.
"Aww, look at her! Rona shuru kar diya" Shreya teased, though her own voice was thick with emotion. She pulled Thabal into a gentle hug, being extra careful this time.
"Ab bas. No more crying. Tune bohot seh liya. Abse sirf khushiya hongi, and hum dono tujhe itna pakaenge ki tu sochegi ki isse achha toh Imphal hi tha!" She smirked. Thabal laughed through her tears, wiping them away with the back of her hand.
"Nahi, kabhi nahi. I'm so lucky to have you guys" she said softly and hugged her back with a sniff.
"Kabhi socha nahi tha tum log jaise dost bhi mujhe kabhi milega. Everything feels so perfect right now. Asa lagta hai, jo pehle pyaar kabhi mila nahi, woh iss pyaar ke liye tha" she sobbed slowly, burying her face in Shreya's shoulder.
Meera joined the hug too. She encircled her arms around the two.
"Kabhi meine voice out nahi kiya. But you both are the best thing that happened to me. Itne short period of time pe you both feels like family. Kabhi kisiko itna trust nahi kiya meine jitna i trust you both" Meera muttered slowly. Thabal cried quietly, tears cascading down her cheeks.
She felt too overwhelmed. These love she was getting. It felt too much. She felt too lucky to get it. She couldn't believe it. How did she managed to get such sincere and genuine love from them?
"T-thanks for coming in m-my life" she let out a muffled sob. Shreya cried hugging her too. She didn't make a sound, but tears ran down her cheeks silently. She raked her hand on her head, comforting her silently.
The room was quiet for a long moment, filled only with the sound of their soft breathing and the occasional sniffle. It was a healing kind of silence. The trauma of the last few days, the physical pain, and the echoes of her mother's cruel words, everything seems to fly away, far.
"Pagal hai kya?" Shreya finally pulled back, wiping her own damp cheeks while trying to act tough.
"Tune thank you bola na, toh ek thappad padega. Hum tere bina boring lectures kaise jhelte? Humein notes kon deta? We need you as much as you need us, idiot" She scolded softly. Meera laughed, reaching out to pinch Thabal's nose gently.
"Wahi toh. And who else would listen to Shreya's endless drama about her crushes? Sirf tu hi itni patient hai" she winked. Thabal let out a weak giggle, her heart feeling lighter than it had in years. She looked at them. They weren't just 'college friends'. They were her sisters in every way that mattered. They were family.
"Waise" Meera said, looking around the room and then leaning in closer. Thabal looked at her with a curious expression.
"Hmm?" She raised her brow in a questioning gaze.
"Mujhe pata tha pehle se hi. Ki sir loves you. Like so muchh. Pura apna jaan chhirakte hai tere upar. But pata nahi jab bhi dekhti hoon unko asa lagta hai tere liye pyaar aur badh jata hai unke andar" Meera said softly, looking at her. Thabal freeze at it. Her cheeks warming up a bit.
"And today he proved it again. You know. Subah he called, and told us to come to his place. He even sent a car for us. Bola ki you need us and to keep you busy and make you happy" Meera smiled at the thought.
"Yaar the way he cares for you. Tu bohot lucky hai Thabal. He loves you so much. Kisi ki nazar na lage tum dono ke pyaar ko. Hamari bhi nahi. Thu thu thu" Shreya slightly covered her mouth , facing side wise as she said the last lines.
"The way he looks at you. Asa lagta hai woh kisi insaan ko nahi, apni duniya ko dekh raha ho. He has this, you know soft look in his eyes for you. Tujhe asa rakhte hai jaise kach ka tukra ho. And to be honest I am so happy for you genuinely. I hope he continues loving you like this" Meera sighed softly.
Thabal bit her lip, her heart fluttering. She looked at his photo frame hanging on the wall, just infront of her. She knew he loved her, too much. But hearing how he reached out to her friends just to see her smile made her feel overwhelmed.
Oh Vikram. You are going to just spoil me at this point. Please, love me in a limit. My poor heart can't handle this much. She sighed gently.
"Pata nahi. His love is just too overloaded and different. Kuch jyada hi hojata hai" Thabal whispered, a blush creeping up her neck.
"Unko hurt mat karna kabhi. Warna it won't take me second to switch sides" Shreya warned her playfully. Meera nodded in agreement. Thabal laughed at it, geniune and hearty.
"What the! Tum dono ab uski tarafdari kar rahe ho?" She shot them a betrayed look.
"Well we have to. Yeh toh sure hai, he will die before hurting you. Tumne unko hurt kiya tohhh??? So we can't take risk" Meera tsked dramatically, making the other two chuckle.
"Pagal ho tum dono" Thabal shook her head and smiled.
The three of them spent the next couple of hours chatting about everything and nothing. They told Thabal about the latest college gossip, the boring lectures she missed, and how the canteen guy got fired for stealing money. Thabal laughed and giggled together with them. She forgot her sorrows. They were abandoned by her long ago. Now they don't hold any place in her life.
"And you knowwww-" Meera started but was interrupted by a knock on the door. Vikram entered, this time without the stern look. He looked relaxed seeing Thabal smiling and talking.
"Lunch is ready. I have arranged it on the table. Let's go down" he announced. The three nodded at it. Thabal glanced towards the clock. It was 1:15 pm. Time for lunch.
She was about to climb down the bed when Vikram's voice stopped her.
"Tum kidhar ja rahi ho?" Vikram's loud and deep voice stopped the three of them. Thabal looked at him in confusion.
"Kya? Kya matlab? Khane, niche hall pe" she frown at his behaviour.
"And? Who told you to come down? Did I said you can? Hm?" He inched towards her slowly, making her gulp. What is wrong with her? Why did she find his authoritative tone hot?
"Par. Mein agar niche nahi utrungi toh khane kaise jaungi Vikram? Don't tell me you are going to make me eat here alone!!" Thabal gasped. Already ready to pick up a fight with him.
Vikram stopped right at the edge of the bed, towering over her with his arms crossed. A small, knowing smirk played on his lips as he watched her get all fired up. Meera and Shreya exchanged 'here we go again' looks, trying their best to suppress their giggles.
"Pehli baat, chillao mat. Tumhare gale mein dard ho jayega. Aur dusri baat meine kab kaha ki tum akeli khaogi?" Vikram said calmly, his voice smooth like velvet but firm.
"Toh? Table toh niche hai na? Aur mujhe niche jane se aap mana kar rahe ho. Toh mein hawa mein udke thodi jaungi?" Thabal huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.
Vikram didn't say a word. He simply stepped closer, leaned down, and before Thabal could even process what was happening, he slipped one arm under her knees and the other behind her back. With a single, effortless motion, he lifted her off the bed and into his arms.
"Vikram!" Thabal shrieked in surprise, her hands instinctively flying up to clutch his neck. Her face turned a deep shade of crimson as she realized her friends were watching.
"Yeh kya kar rahe ho? Sab dekh rahe hai! Utaro mujhe!" She whisper yelled at him, hitting his back.
"Shh! Calm down. Meine kaha tha na, complete rest for you until you heal" Vikram muttered, his voice dropping into that dangerous, husky tone that always made her knees weak. He turned to Meera and Shreya, who were now openly grinning.
"Chalo" he insisted them.
"Lead the way, Sir!" Shreya chirped, giving Thabal a cheeky wink. Vikram carried her down the stairs as if she weighed nothing at all. Thabal hid her face in the crook of his neck, her heart thundering. The scent of his cologne, a mix of sandalwood and something uniquely him, calmed her down, even as the embarrassment made her ears burn.
When they reached the dining hall, he didn't put her down on a chair, instead he walked over to the head of the table and sat down, keeping Thabal firmly on his lap.
"Vikram please, chair pe bethne do na. Meera aur Shreya kya sochenge?" she whispered, her voice tiny.
"Woh wahi sochengi jo sach hai. Now keep quiet and eat" Vikram replied, picking up a plate and starting to serve the food.
The lunch was laid on the huge table, too delicious to resist. There was spicy Chicken Biryani, soft Naans, fried pakoras, fish curry and dal makhani.
Vikram fed her himself, ignoring her protests until she finally gave up and started enjoying the food. Meera and Shreya chatted away, narrating different stories. Few includes of Thabal, making him laugh, a rare, beautiful sound that Thabal wanted to bottle up and keep forever.
She felt her heart melt for the hundredth time that day. As the afternoon sun shifted, casting a warm glow over the hall, she realized that she was finally where she belonged. She wasn't unwanted here. She was a choice. Vikram's choice. And her friends' choice.
Seeing him sitting there with her best friends, sharing a meal and laughing, Thabal felt a sense of belonging she had never felt in her own home in Imphal.
She didn't feel like a burden anymore. She was the center of a beautiful, chosen family. She reached out her hand and held his free one. Vikram looked at her and squeezed, his grip strong and warm.
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It was evening 6:30 pm. The two have gone an hour ago. It was eerily quiet now. Thabal was sitting on the edge of the bed, slowly organizing some papers.
Vikram just entered the room, eyes looking every corner as if searching for something. He started looking everywhere, on her study table, on the top of the shelf, on the top of the almirah. Thabal noticed it in the mid of her work. She stopped and looked at him.
"Vikram? Kuch dhundh rahe ho aap?" She looked at him, tilting her head on the side.
"Haan chand. Ek file tha. Red colour ka. Dekha tumne?" He informed, still searching for it.
"Woh mere shelf pe check karo. Bohot sari red files hongi udhar. Mere bhi kuch project files hai unmein" she suggested. Vikram nodded faintly and started checking properly now.
"Idhar kaise aayega par?" He asked still searching.
"Galti se dal diya hoga meine. Check karo aap ekbaar" Thabal insisted. Vikram looked over for the familiar file, pulling out few red books and files. Just then few files fell on the ground. Vikram tched and crouched down to pick them up.
"Vikram!" Thabal called making him glance up.
"Kya huwa?" He asked her.
"Yeh dekho. Yeh hai kya aapki file?" Thabal showed him a faint red colored file. Vikram looked at it and nodded, eyes slightly narrowing in familiarity.
"Tumhe kidhar mila?" He asked.
"Table pe hi tha. Check toh nahi kiya aapne dhang se. Mere kuch lambe- lambe copies se dhaka huwa tha" she taunted him and shook her head dramatically making him chuckle.
"Haan haan" he smiled slightly and turned to pick up the fallen books and files. As he finished picking up all except the last. He reached for the last one too, which was widely open, but then his eyes caught something written on it.
Sharma ji and me at the nearby forest ( 1st August 2025)
He picked up the book and saw the page carefully. There were photos of them printed out and stick on the page. The next page was of the scenery and the pond they stayed by at.
There was a photo of the tent they built too. Seeing this, the corner of his lips tugged up. He slowly caressed their photo, it was a selfie she took. She was smiling at the camera, whereas Vikram had his stoic face.
He looked at the cover of the book and realised it was her personal diary. He opened it from the first and began to read it. The first 10 pages were marked with important dates and days. There were few photos sticked, some with her sister and some with her grandparents. When she was small.
As he opened the next page, Vikram froze. There was a picture of him. It was shot secretly. On the bottom of the page was his name, written in bold letters.
Vikram Sharma
The most handsome, cold, scary, yet soft SP of Nashik
Vikram looked at the next page. There were dates listed with words next to it.
• First meet - june, 15. Thurday, 2025
• First conversation - june 27, monday 2025 ( first talk happened with umbrella)
Vikram couldn't help but chuckle as he read it. There was a photo of the black umbrella stick below the sentence.
• First time on his jeep and getting a gift from him - june 30, thursday 2025
There was a photo of the chocolate box he gave her along with the earrings. Vikram opened the next page.
• First bouquet from him - july 3, Wednesday 2025
A photo of sunflower bouquet was pasted on the bottom of the sentence.
• First call - july 6, Saturday 2025
• First trip - August 1, Sunday, 2025
A photo which was a selfie of them in the jeep
•First-
Thabal looked at him and then turned to her papers. But froze. What the hell? She looked at Vikram abruptly and her heart practically stopped when she realized exactly what was in his hands. The blood drained from her face for a split second before a fiery heat rushed to her cheeks, turning her entire face, and likely her ears, a bright, embarrassed crimson.
Without wasting any second she ran from the bed. She lunged forward, ignoring the slight twinge in her ankle, and snatched the book from his grip before he could flip to the next page. She pulled it close to her chest, hugging it as if it were a shield, her eyes wide with a mixture of horror and shyness.
"Aap-aap yeh kyu padh rahe ho? Yeh private hai!" she stammered. Vikram, still crouched on the floor, didn't move. He looked up at her, a slow, lazy smirk spreading across his face. His eyes were no longer stormy, they were dancing with a soft, amused warmth.
He stood up slowly, towering over her, but he didn't try to take the book back.
"Chand, it was lying wide open on the floor. And besides, I think I have a right to know what my 'private biographer' is writing about me" he said, his voice dropping into a low, playful rumble.
"It's not a biography. It's just- just memories. Aapko padhne ki jarurat nahi" she huffed, looking everywhere but at his face. He stepped closer and placed a finger under her chin, forcing her to look up at him.
"So...The 'most handsome, cold, and scary SP, huh? Is that how you see me?" He husked out, teasing her. Thabal bit her lip, feeling like she wanted the floor to swallow her whole.
"Please shut up. Skip this topic. Bhul jao meine jo bhi likha" she mumbled. Vikram looked at her. His expression shifted from playful to something much deeper, much more intense. The fact that she had cherished these small moments from the very beginning, hit him harder than any other confessions.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" she whispered and looked away, her grip on the diary loosening just a little.
"Like what?" Vikram asked, still looking a her.
"Pata nahi. But mujhe ajib lag raha hai. Ase mat dekho aap" she mumbled and was about to walk away when Vikram suddenly clutched her arm, not tightly to pain her, but tight enough to stop her.
"I am wondering what was on the next page. It said 'first' and then you snatched it. First what, Chand? First hug? First kiss?" He murmured and leaned in until his nose touched hers.
Thabal's breath hitched. She looked down at the diary, then back at him, her face blooming from shyness.
"Kya kar rahe ho" she muttered and tried to keep some space between. But Vikram inched nearer.
His gaze darkened, his thumb traced the line of her jaw with agonizing slowness. He leaned down, their lips almost touching against each other. Thabal let out a shaky breath. She thought he was going to kiss her, won't he? Why was he torturing her with this slow move?
"You are so beautiful when you laugh. I am going to spend the rest of my life making sure you never have a reason to cry again" he murmured, his breath warm against her lips.
Thabal felt her heart hammer against her ribs, a frantic rhythm that matched the intensity in Vikram's eyes. The room was silent except for the soft hum of her own breathing. He was so close that she could see his pupil enlarging.
"Vikram..." she whispered, her voice trembling from desire. Vikram smirked slightly. He didn't pull away. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, his gaze dropping to her lips before returning to her eyes.
"Bolo chand" he answered huskily. His voice sounded too seductive to her. Thabal bit her lower lip. She felt shy to say what she wanted to say. And he was torturing her, not doing it!!
"Kya huwa? You want something?" He teased, his voice vibrating due to his deep vocal. Thabal clenched her thighs at it, her lower part was tingling with need. Fuck it!
"Please...." She pleaded softly.
"Please what baby?" Vikram asked her, running his thumb on her lips.
"Kiss me please" and that's it. Vikram placed his lips on hers. He caught her lower lip between his, sucking on the soft flesh until she whimpered. He pulled back just enough to let it slip from his teeth before catching it again, his mouth wet and hungry.
"Ummmm" Thabal moaned softly. She let the diary go, dropping it on the floor. Her fist now tangled with his hair. She mirrored his movements, her teeth grazing his upper lip, tugging and pulling with a steady, rhythmic heat that made their breathing turn shallow and ragged.
They move their lips together in sync. Sucking on each other desperately. The room was filled with the sound of their kissing and groans and moans.
"Uhmmm" Vikram grumbled and kissed harder. He groaned and tilted her head back, his mouth opening wide over hers. His tongue pushed inside, slick and bold, sweeping against hers in a deep, dirty stroke. The kiss turned messy instantly. There was no politeness left, just the wet, sliding sound of their tongues tangling and the frantic swap of spit.
He buried his hand in her hair, pulling her closer as he ate her up. He slowly walked towards the bed, still kissing her. Thabal took steps backward, until her back fall over the soft mattress. Yet their lips were attached with each other, not pulling away once.
They were both breathing fast, their chests hitting each other with every gasp. He groaned deep in his throat. His tongue playing with hers, tangling with each other, slick and bold. It wasn't a soft kiss anymore. It was messy and loud.
Thabal wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him even closer. She sucked on his tongue, pulling it into her mouth just like he did to her. Vikram's hands gripped her waist, his fingers digging into her skin.
They swapped spit, their mouths moving in a fast, hungry rhythm. Every time he sucked on her lip, she let out a small moan that he swallowed whole. Neither of them wanted to stop. They just kept kissing harder, their tongues sliding against each other in a dirty, desperate way that made their bodies shake.
Feeling out of breath both pulled away and breathed heavily. Thabal was flushed under him. Vikram looked at her intensely, eyes darkening with desire.
Thabal could feel his hard length on her thigh, and it made her more turned on. She squirmed slightly, making it brush with her thigh. Vikram clenched his jaw at the feeling, he bit his lower lip. As if controlling something very intense.
"Thabal" he muttered under his breath, his breath ragging up.
"I am fucking going to go crazy because of you" he gritted his teeth, Thabal looked at him innocently, although she knew what she was doing.
Vikram leaned down and dipped his head in between her cleavage, which was peeking slowly from her shirt. He inhale a deep breath in, as if breathing in her scent. He placed a kiss on her cleavage, a gentle sloppy one.
And then he reached up, placing kisses on her collarbone, then neck and then her jaw. He continued pressing kisses over her jaw.
After a few seconds, he stood. Thabal looked at him confused. Vikram leaned to her and pressed a kiss on her forehead.
"I will go get fresh. Tum thoda nap lelo. Fhir padhai karne beth jana" he patted her cheeks gently and walked towards the bathroom.
"Aapko mein aachi nahi lagti kya?" That small timid, vulnerable voice stopped him, before he could advance more. Vikram turned to look at her. She has turned her face away from him, yet there was a sad look on her face. As if she will cry any minute.
"Kya keh rahi ho chand? Kya matlab?" He walked towards her and sat near her.
"Aa-aapko mera body pasand nahi?" She asked timidly. Vikram froze for a second hearing her. Where did she get that idea from?
"Kya bol rahi ho Thabal? How can you say such things. When i said I love you. It consist of the whole you. Your every parts, your soul, your heart, every parts of you, every versions of you. Why did you think like that hm?" He asked, cupping her cheeks. Just then Thabal turned to look at him, eyes shimmering with tears.
"Toh aap hamesha rukh kyu jate ho. Why do you not continue further. Why don't you want me? You always end with this stupid neck kiss. Aa-aap uske alawa aur kuch karte hi nahi. Don't I look good?" She trembled as she finally let out her insecurity.
Vikram froze hearing her. There was complete silence for almost a minute. And Thabal assumed it that her insecure thoughts were right. But before she could say anything, Vikram chuckled. She looked at him, confused and shocked. He seriously laughed while she finally bottled out her feelings?
"Oh my innocent baby" he cooed, rubbing her cheek gently. Thabal stared at him with tears filled eyes. The way she was looking at him, so innocent yet so tempting. Vikram felt like ripping that innocence into pieces.
"You are so damn innocent. I feel ruining you every time I see you" he murmured and placed a kiss on her cheek.
"You think I don't want you, hm? You see this?" He said and pointed to his bulging dick, trapped tightly against his pants. Thabal looked at it and gulped, she looked away quickly, shyness covering her self.
"I feel so damn hard when you are near. You know that? Everytime I kiss you, I dream of ramming inside you. I dream of destroying your sweet little pussy with my dick. I want to ravish you in every possible way. Against the wall, against the staircase, on the couch, on the bed, on the floor, on the balcony, against the kitchen counter, in the bathroom. Every fucking where" he muttered hoarsely.
Thabal felt the air leave her lungs. Her eyes went wide, and her entire body felt like it was on fire. Hearing those words those raw, unfiltered words from the mouth of the gentleman side of him was a shock she hadn't prepared for.
She was frozen, her heart was racing so fast she felt dizzy. Yet there was a wetness pooling inside her panties. His unhinged words, left her wet and horny.
"But you are too young for my dirty fantasies baby. You are not prepared for it. We will do everything when you are ready to do it. Don't rush now. Because once I get a taste of you, i am going to go crazy for it. I won't stop even if you say to. I will crave for it each second. And i won't settle quietly until i get that little one of yours" he warned.
"Do not ever think I don't want you. I am fighting a war with myself every time I touch you just to keep my hands from wandering where they shouldn't. I want to mark every inch of your skin" he murmured, his hand sliding slowly from her cheek down to her throat, his thumb resting right over her pulse point. He could feel it fluttering wildly.
"You are so beautiful it hurts me to look at you. And if I don't stop now, if I continue, i won't be able to be gentle. I won't be able to be polite. I will fuck you so bad until you forget your own name" he rasped. Thabal felt her breath rising up and down. Fuck! She never knew he had such thoughts. Her face was completely red by now.
Vikram smirked at it.
"Don't think much. Get rest. I love you, hm? And I love every part of you" he stood up and was about to walk away when Thabal held his hand. Her grip was tight, her fingers were digging into his palm. Vikram stopped, his back to her for a split second as he took a ragged breath, trying to summon every ounce of his willpower to just keep walking to that bathroom.
He turned around slowly, his eyes dark and heavy. He didn't say anything, just waited patiently for her to speak.
Thabal looked at him, her shyness warring with a deep, primal need to be claimed by him. She saw the sweat beading on his forehead, the way his jaw was clenched in physical pain from holding back. She realized then that his restraint wasn't rejection, it was the ultimate form of worship.
She reached up, her fingers trembling as she gripped the hem of his black tee, pulling him back down toward her.
"Don't control. I want you. I-i want to do all those. I am yours. Do whatever you want with me" she whispered, her voice finally steady. Vikram's jaw worked, a muscle leaping in his cheek. He looked at her, trying to control every ounch, not to pounch on her.
"You have no idea what you are asking for" he rasped heavily. Thabal looked at him shyly and shook her head.
"I know what i am asking for. So please Vikram. Please. Let's do" she looked at him with pleading eyes. Vikram gulped at it.
"Thabal. Listen. It might be too fast for us to do this. You won't be comfortable. You might regret it later. Let's -" Thabal placed her hand on his mouth, shushing him up.
"You say you love me right? You love every inch of me? If you don't do it, i will consider you don't love me. Whatever you said were all lies" she whispered seductively.
Vikram clenched his jaw at it. He caught her wrist, gently but firmly pulling her hand away from his mouth, but he didn't let go. He pinned her hand to the pillow beside her head, his large body hovering over her, trapping her in the heat of his shadow.
"Don't you dare say that. I am warning you for the last time. Once i start, i won't be able to control anymore. Don't blame me for what would happen later" he rasped, his voice vibrating with a raw intensity that made the hair on her arms stand up.
Thabal's breath hitched, her heart hammering so hard she thought it might burst through her chest. But she didn't look away. She nodded, her eyes wide and honest.
"Take me. Make me yours. Completely" Vikram didn't wait for another word. He reached down and gripped the hem of his black tee, pulling it over his head in one swift motion and tossing it onto the floor. His muscular chest was bare, his skin glowing in the soft light of the room, looking like carved marble.
Thabal gulped as she saw it. It wasn't the first time she saw his bare chest, yet today. It felt too intimate. He moved back over her, his skin hot where it touched hers. He didn't kiss her lips this time, he went straight for her neck, his mouth wet and hungry. He sucked on the soft skin of her throat, right over her pulse point, leaving a dark, possessive mark that felt like fire.
"Ummmm Vikram" she moaned, her head falling back as she arched her body toward him.
"You are mine, Thabal. My brave, beautiful girl. I am going to show you exactly how much I want you" he murmured against her skin. Thabal reddened more at it.
Vikram pulled back and sat up. Looking at her heaving figure. Her chest raised up and down. Her cleavage peeking a bit, teasing him. She was laying so beautifully on his bed, he wanted to ruin it.
"I got no condoms. We will do it some other day. Let's take baby steps. Let's not rush. Tonight will be all about your pleasure" he husked out. Thabal gulped at it. Fuck! So finally they would do it. The wild stuff.
"Now, my beautiful baby. Open your shirt for me. Let me see your beautiful tits" Thabal clenched her thighs at his words. She shyly tugged on her shirt and slowly she opened it, leaving her only in her white bra.
"Remove the bra too" he commanded. Thabal clenched her eyes shut and removed it. The cold air of the ac hit her nipples, instantly hardening it. She couldn't dare to meet his eyes. She felt too shy and embarrassed.
"Open your eyes. Don't close it. If I see you closing it, i won't touch you" he warned. Thabal opened her eyes at it. And the look he had, made her shiver slightly. He was eyeing on her breast like a hungry animal, wanting to feast on it.
He slowly inched towards her chest and placed his big, warm hands on her breast, making her moan softly.
"Ahh" she moaned shakily, her back arching up towards him.
Vikram didn't wait for more, he moulded it in his hands. Playing with the soft balls in his hands. They were so big and full, it spilled out of his hold.
"Look how big they are. They are for me, hm? Isn't it? For my hands to hold. For my lips to suck on. How beautiful they are. Just made for me" with that he opened his lips and sucked her nipple hungrily.
"Ahh. Ahnn" Thabal closed her eyes and moaned, her hands finding his hair. Her fingers were tangled with his hair, pushing him more towards her breast. Vikram smirked at it.
Her other nipple was being toyed by his fingers, while the other was one was being sucked greedily.
"Hmmmm" he grumbled and sucked more. Biting on her areola, making her gasp.
"Vikrammm!" She let out a broken moan, making him feast on more. He flicked his tongue virgously on her nipple and then sucking on it.
"Ahnnn. Vikram" Thabal cried at the feeling, squirming alone. Vikram shifted to the other breast. He sucked the nipple. Grazing it with his teeth gently, not to hurt her, but enough to pleasure her.
He pulled out and licked her boobs. Sucking on the soft, white skin. He bit on it and then licked the spot again to soothe the pain. He did it continuously. Biting and sucking, all over her breast. Enjoying the feeling of the soft pudding like skin in his mouth.
"Fuckkk! So soft. So sweet" he moaned and again went on to suck on her nipple. Thabal trembled and cried out. She was dripping wet by now. Her pussy was throbbing with need.
She arched up hips up and rubbed it against his stomach, searching blindly for his hard one. The act made him smirk. His mind went crazy. His fucking little dirty girl.
He pulled away and looked at her, squirming and moaning in need. So fucking beautiful. She looks just like his imagination. Even more beautiful.
"My dirty girl" he whispered to her, making her eyes snapped open.
"Tell me who is my dirty girl? Hm?" Vikram asked and slapped on her breast, making it jiggle.
"Ahh" Thabal moaned at it.
"Tell me" Vikram asked harshly this time, slapping on her breast hard. Making it jiggle again due to the action.
"Ahnnn. Me. Me" Thabal cried. Vikram smirked. Satisfied.
"Yeah. You. My Thabal is my dirty little girl. Isn't it? Greedy for my cock. Will it even fit you? Hm? Will you be able to take it?" He murmured, cupping her chin making her look at him with a seductive and greedy gaze.
" I will take everything you give me" she answered boldly, making him freeze for a second. And then came the smirk.
"Good. Because when i fuck that little hole. You will fucking cry for your life" he muttered and squeezed her breast harshly, moulding it in his hold.
"Now now. Where do you want me to touch you baby?" He asked, sliding his finger down from her breast to her stomach and circling it teasingly below her navel.
"Please Vikramm! Don't tease me na" she whined, squirming her body. Vikram chuckled at it.
"Aare, mujhe sachmein nahi pata toh. Mein toh bas puch raha tha. Warna how would I know where my baby wants me to touch, hm?" He grinned slightly, making her huffed in frustration.
"Do you want me to touch you here?" He gently patted on her pussy, above her pants, making her arched her hips up.
"Uhmmmm! Yes please" she pleaded, making him satisfied. He hummed and pulled her pants down, leaving her in her panties.
His eyes shined with dark desire seeing a wet patch on it. Ah haa! His dirty girl have been nasty all along.
"You have been wet so badly baby. Did i keep you waiting so much?" He asked her slowly, making her whine, in the need of his touch.
"Vikram pleaseee" she requested, looking at him pleadingly.
"Please what baby? I can't understand you" he teased her, making her almost cry in frustration.
"Please Vikram. Please. Touch me there. Please" she started squirming and thrasing for his touch. This needy side of hers, Vikram would sell his soul to see it again.
"Umhm. Now that you have requested it so beautifully. How can I not fulfill my love's request" with that he pulled down her panties and threw it away. Leaving her bare for him.
Thabal immediately closed her thighs when the panties got disregarded. She suddenly felt shy. She just realised she didn't shave it. Ughhh.
Vikram slowly parted her legs open and caressed her pubic hairs.
"It's okay. No need to feel shy. It's just me. You can stay with me however you want to. You don't need to shave it for me" he assured her gently and then his fingers slowly reached her dripping pussy.
As soon as his fingers touched her wetness, Thabal gasped. Vikram gently coated the wetness on his finger and rubbed it on her clit, creating a slippery friction. He gently rubbed her clit making her moan.
"Ahhhh"
"So wet for me" he hoarsed out and started rubbing a bit faster.
"Unghh! Ahh" Thabal clutched on his forearm tightly.
"Hmm. Moan like this for me baby. Let me hear you" he muttered, continuing to rub. Thabal felt as if her body was electrified. Her core was buzzing with need. She closed her eyes and arched her back, her nails digging in his arm.
"Is it feeling good? Hm?" He asked her gently, his voice teasing her. Thabal gasped at it.
"Ahhhh. Ummmm. Yess!" She moaned uncontrollably. Vikram leaned towards her face and kissed her. His lips tangled with hers messily. Thabal moaned in his mouth. Her body twisting as he fastened the speed of his fingers, rubbing her vigorously.
His fingers felt too erotic and too good. Even though she have touched herself earlier. That didn't feel good like how he made her feel. It was as if his hand held some magic. His touch was too arousing.
The feeling of his rough, warm fingers on her clit was thrilling.
"Vikrammm" she moaned shakily with a whine against his mouth. Her voice coming out as muffled. Vikram kissed her harder, hearing her moan his name.
"Hmmm" he moaned against her mouth, sucking on her warm tongue. He pulled away from her and pulled his hand away, making her look at him with desperate and seductive eyes.
Vikram slapped on her pussy, making her gasp and moan at the same time.
"Haaaa.. ahhhh" she lifted her pelvis slightly, chasing the pleasure. Vikram slapped on it again, the voice of his hand against her wet pussy resonating across the room.
He parted her legs and without any warning leaned in. He gave a long lick on her slit, making her moan out loud. Vikram smirked and continued licking her fast and harsh. Oh Fuck! This was heaven.
"Ahh haaaa" Thabal cried out, clutching his hair, pushing his face to her pussy more. Vikram started rubbing his nose and lips on her womanhood virgously.
"Ahhhhh ahhhh! Vikrammm" she yelled, clenching her thighs together. Suffocating him in between. But Vikram only enjoyed more.
He stared lapping greedily, like a hungry dog. He closed his lip and started sucking fast on her folds and clit.
"Ohhhh ohhh fuckkk" Thabal sobbed, her back arching up and down.
"Uhhmmm" Vikram moaned against her pussy, wetting it all with her liquid and his saliva. He started sucking it and flicking his tongue in a harsh manner.
"Vikram vikrammm. Vikramm" Thabal started chanting his name like this was the only name she knew.
"Oh Godd!! Please. Please. It's soo good. Haaaa" Thabal moaned shakily. She was feeling too good. Her body was tingling with pleasure. She didn't know what to do. She was completely lost in pleasure.
Vikram suddenly bite on her clit, making her yell.
"Ahhhh" he smirked at it. He sucked on her clit, to soothe any pain she felt.
"Fuck yeah fuck yeah. Just like that" Thabal whined, arching her body, twisting and thrashing in pleasure.
Suddenly she felt her stomach twisting. And she knew she was nearing. She immediately clenched on his hair tighter.
"Fuck fuck fuck. Please don't stop. I am going to- I am going to-" she rolled her eyes back and moaned.
Vikram pulled his face away and suddenly started slapping on her clit harshly, not to pain her, but to invite her pleasure.
"Yeah baby. Yess yess! Cum for me. Let me taste you. Cum my good girl" and that was it, Thabal cried out from her release. Her back arched as Vikram continued slapping on her pussy.
"Oh Fuckkkk. Fuckkk. Ahhh" she moaned and clenched her toes.
"Ahhh! Haaa" she released a transparent wetness from her hole, her body shuddering from the orgasm. She was sweating by now, her chest was rising up and down from the high she released.
Vikram pulled her by her waist towards him and leaned down. He licked her juices clean. Running his tongue everywhere. Thabal moaned softly, her body twitching. As the sensitivity after the orgasm affected her pussy.
Vikram looked up at her, a sticky wetness left on the corner of his lips. Thabal blushed at it. She looked away shyly.
"The perfect fucking meal I have ever had" he rasped, making her more red. Vikram wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb and licked it clean, while watching her.
"Asa mat karo mere samne" she whispered timidly and pushed him slightly, making him chuckle in return.
"You felt good baby?" He asked her making her shy. She nodded shyly, not looking at him. Vikram sat up properly and inched near her. He placed his finger under his chin and turned her to face him.
"Look at me and say. You felt good?" He asked again. Making her nod.
"Haan. It was good" she shyly responded.
"Bas good?" He asked teasingly making her whine in return.
"Vikrammm" she hit his chest and glared at him cutely. Vikram chuckled at it and placed a kiss on her knuckles.
"Wear something. I will go get fresh" he said and was about to climb down the bed when Thabal held his arm. Looking at him with that lost look, which makes him go crazy.
"Kyu ja rahe ho" she pouted. Vikram smirked slightly at it.
"To take care of this" he said and pointed at his hard and bulging cock. Thabal looked at him for a second before speaking.
"Then take care of it infront of me" Vikram felt his breath itching hearing her. What the fuck was she even saying? Is his ears ringing?
"Huh?" Vikram looked at her, shocked and confused.
"I said do it infront of me" she whispered slowly, looking at him with seductive eyes. Vikram bit his lower lip. His dick grew bigger inside his pants.
He slowly pulled his pants down revealing his boxers. The outline of his dick could be clearly seen from the right boxers. It was long and thick, the hardness was stuck on the side of his thigh.
Vikram slowly pulled down his boxers too. His dick sprang infront of her, hard and straight. Few angry veins protruded against his skin. The tip was wet and shiny. Indicating how aroused he was. He exhaled a breathe out as it finally came out from the suffocating boxers.
Thabal looked at it intently, gulping slightly at the grid and length of his member. God, this will go under her? She will tear in half. She rubbed his thighs subconsciously as she watched his dick standing infront of her.
Vikram felt a sense of nervousness and embarrassment under her watch. This was the first time someone was seeing his private part other than the doctor who took his medical test.
Vikram has been a private person since he gained his consciousness. He never liked any touch, either be male or female. He didn't liked showing his body too. Hence, he never remained shirtless unless needed.
But as she entered his life, everything changed. He like getting touch, he likes being seen by her. He likes everything, until it's her.
Vikram slowly touched his shaft and started stroking it in a slow rhythm. He looked at Thabal, who was looking at his dick intently, as if it was something she saw it for the first time and was figuring what exactly it was.
"You know baby. From the day you came in my life. I have been jerking off at the thought of you. Everytime I touch you, even if it's your hand. It stands up hard and painful. I jerk it thinking how I will fuck you" he rasped out as he fastened his moments. Thabal looked at his eyes now.
"I want to wreck you so bad baby. I want to bury deep myself in you. I want to fuck you up so bad" he bit his lip and closed his eyes. Running his hand faster.
He started fapping quick. His movements, arousing her once again. He started taking deep breaths. His pants resonating the room. He groaned slightly as his rough hand touched the sensitive tip.
"Fuck fuck fuck" he muttered under his breath and opened his eyes. He looked at her with hazy and blurry vision.
"Baby. Open your legs for me. Let me see your beautiful pussy" Thabal clenched her fist on the bedsheet and slowly parted her legs open. Vikram looked at her and started jerking faster.
"Uhmmm" he moaned standing infront of her. The sound of his hand hitting his stomach filled the room, along with his groans and pants.
Thabal gulped and looked at him. She have never seen him like this. So desperate for her and so vulnerable. He was practically in her mercy. He was completely naked infront of her, his v line reaching till his dick. His abs were calling her to touch it.
His body was broad and big. The result of his hardworking training. His chest was hard and broad. His arms looked stiff and hard like a rock. In short, he was a candy. For her to ravish.
His muscles flexed as he went rigid from the pleasure. He clenched his jaw and continued jerking, reaching his high.
After a minute of continuous jerking he groaned out loudly.
"Ahh! Thabal! Shitt" he trembled slightly and then came the ropes of semen from his urethra hole. The semen came flying on Thabal's bare breast. She flinched slightly at it, but then later on blushed in embarrassment.
Vikram breathed heavily. His hand still moving in a slow rhythm. The sticky substance dripping on the floor lazily from his entrance. He looked at her breasts where his cum decorated it. She looked so fucking hot in this condition, he just wanted to fuck her badly at this point.
He left his member and picked up a cloth from a nearby chair. He crouched near her and wiped the cum off her skin gently.
"Go take a bath after this" he said while continuing to wipe her breasts. Thabal slowly nodded.
After a moment she looked at him shyly, playing with her fingers. Vikram looked at her fingers and then at her.
"Kya huwa Chand? You want to say something?" He asked making her more shy. He stopped and then looked at her properly. A slow smirk arriving on his face.
"Tell me what is it" he cooed softly, holding her hand.
"Umm woh" she blushed hard as she couldn't say it out.
"Itna kuch hone ke baad sharma rahi ho?" He asked teasingly, earning a slap on his chest.
"Aghh! Chup karo aap. Tang mat karo mujhe" she groaned, cheeks red with shyness. Vikram chuckled and kissed her hand.
"Achaa sorry. Bolo kya huwa" he asked again.
"W-woh. Will you clean me up?" She asked in a small timid voice, immediately closing her eyes after that. Vikram kept quiet for a second before smirking.
"Sidha sidha bolo na saath nahana hai tumhe" he teased making her gasp at his words. Vikram laughed at her reaction. Without any warning he lifted her up in his arms and walked towards the bathroom.
Thabal circled her arms around his neck and hid her face in his chest. Vikram smiled slightly at it and pulled her closer to him. Their bare bodies crushed against each other. There was no barrier between them. They felt their skins against each other.
Vikram kicked the bathroom door open and entered in. Inside, the air was quiet and warm. He looked down at her, and his eyes were full of love. Thabal rested her head against his shoulder, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
He gently put her down and and pulled her closer to him. Their bodies colliding against each other. He pushed his face in her open messy hair, taking a sniff of her comforting scent.
Vikram clutched the tap and turned on the shower. The water immediately fall upon both of them, drenching them together. He held her tightly, his arms like a shield around her. Thabal closed her eyes, feeling safe and loved in his hold.
In that small room, the rest of the world didn't matter anymore. There was only the two of them, the sound of the water, and a long night that was just beginning.
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Longestttt chapter ever😭😭😭
Bhaisahab jindagi mein koi aur author ne itna nahi likha hoga
Its 9400 words, damnnn
Btw mera exam khatam aajj🫣✨✨
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Anyways
Hope you like the chapter
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