Her Helpmate

32. Obstinate Baby bear!

I felt a woeful pain in my lower abdomen, I touched my stomach and groaned. Last night's most wonderful memories replayed in my brain. I never apprehended, making love can be that awesome. Though he tried to be slow and soft, the pain I received was not easy to be reduced. But I am happy. I opened my eyes and found the room to be dark, the full and thick curtains stopped the shining sun's light to loom inside our room. 

I tilted my head to my right. It was empty. Did he leave me again?

I sat up, moaning a little. "Shaurya!" I shouted, with the hope that he might be in his bathroom. When no voice came from the washroom, I felt hurt and lonely. Was I so early to accept him? Maybe I shouldn't have given up my fight against him this early. 

"Baby Bear!" Suddenly I heard the sing-song voice of Shaurya. And there he stepped inside the room with a tray of breakfast in his hand. "I brought breakfast for us!" he set that at the coffee table in front of the couch and strolled to the bed. 

I calmed down when I saw him and voiced, "I thought you left me again!"

He sat in front of me and tapped his lap, "come to daddy bear!" I moved leisurely with his help and straddled his waist.

"Today I am staying with my baby bear. We will spend our time together."

"Do you remember, we had a small picnic at that abandoned lovers' point?" He nodded, pecking my lips, "that was my favorite moment with you. Which is yours?"

"The day when you treated my gun injury. That day I saw the actual love in your eyes. I also loved our question session in the jungle. You were so curious to know about me." I agreed with a grin. "Now let's have breakfast, I asked them to make your favorite momos."

He lifted me up holding me in his cuddle and walked us to the couch. "Should I feed you momos, first?" 

After I had two, I asked him to taste them but he just denied it, "No, bear, they are spicy."

"Ok, let's try this way."

I took a spicy tandoori mamo in my mouth, licked the spicy sauce, and offered him by holding that spongy ball between my teeth. "Why didn't I think about it, first?" He mumbled before taking that momo in his mouth.  

Even that momo he took passionately by cupping my cheeks and bringing his lips against mine. He pulled the momo in his mouth and minced it with a bit of anxiety and within seconds his eyes, nose, and cheek turned red, making him appear like a monkey. "Bear, it's so hot...shh..ahh..." I cut him by taking his lips in my mouth. I cupped his cheeks and cooled his burning tongue by swirling my tongue around his. I replaced his saliva with mine. 

I pulled away after I completely cool his mouth. "Now was it tasty."

"So, fucking tasty," he responded with grith teeth, "Let's try again!"

I took another tandoori momo, licked off the juice, and held it between my teeth. In this way, we tried two more momos and had to stop at number four, because, after the third one, we couldn't control the heat our body generated because of our naughty actions.

"We have to stop?" I agreed with him.

Then he took us to the bathroom and made me sit on the counter, beside the sink. While handing me my brush he pried, "how is the pain over there?" he asked, gesturing his head at the meeting point of my thighs.

"I feel a little sour but I don't remember wearing panties," I inquired as I remembered not touching inner wares last night.

"After you fell asleep, I cleaned the blood over there and pulled panties on you as a protection from infection," I smiled sheepishly at him.