The Love In Marriage

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Keerthi yawned as she switched the TV on. She wanted to keep herself occupied while she waited for her husband. It was after eleven thirty already. She adjusted the cushion under her shoulders, shuffling random channels.

Vikram was surprised to see his wife asleep on the couch, with the television running when he came home. He switched the TV off, as he went to take a warm shower.

He changed quietly, flexing his arms as he sat in front of his wife,on the table in front of the couch,observing her. He tucked a loose strand behind her ear, getting a clearer view of her face,his finger tips lingering on her ear lobule.

He didn't feel tired though it was past midnight. He stared at his wife for a while more,when he saw her moving her neck,scrunching her face.

It was probably uncomfortable.

He smiled at her unconscious face. Vikram leaned in,bending a little as he picked his wife in his arms,bridal style.

Vikram liked holding his wife in his arms,how she fit perfectly in them. He liked the cute expressions on her face,the times they had spent together,he liked it all. He liked having his wife around,even when they fought about the simplest of things,even when she made him want to pull his hair out and give her a piece of his mind,even when she cried about the simplest of things,pissing him off. He liked the sight of her pink cheeks and neck,her shy smile after they made out.

He liked her. Period.

Why else would he put up with her ,with her tendency to argue over the simplest of things and her stubbornness? Why would he respect her wishes enough to not fulfill his thirst for her yet? Why would he feel warm and happy whenever she smiled and laughed with him?

The answer was simple.

He liked his wife. A lot.

Vikram felt pleasant after his realisation. He gazed at his wife with a soft expression on his face,the urge to squish her in his arms and kiss her senseless was enormous. He resisted though,it was already late.

Keerthi shook in her sleep,only to find herself face to face with her husband,in his arms. Was she dreaming?

She decided she wasn't ,when she felt her husband's warm breath on her face,and his strong arms around her,heat seeping through her body.

She looked up, finding her husband already looking down at her. Keerthi blushed,fondling with the button on his T-Shirt awkwardly.

Vikram placed his wife on the bed gently. The desire to make her his was immense, given his latest realisation. But he didn't know if his wife would appreciate him jumping her now.

Keerthi's hands were around her husband's neck when he placed her in bed,as he hovered over her frame. She licked her dry lips involuntarily, gulping at her husband's intense gaze.

Vikram's eyes flickered to his wife's wet lips.
Was she doing it deliberately? He leaned in,placing his lips on hers, sucking both of them under his,biting them as he squished her lips under his teeth,sucking them under his warm lips.

Keerthi moaned at her husband's action,as he held her lips captive under his teeth,not allowing her to kiss him. It felt too much. She gripped onto his shoulders as he continued kissing her.

Vikram parted his wife's lips open,entering her mouth. He sucked on her tongue softly,rolling it around his as his tongue brushed the inside of her cheek.

Keerthi breathed heavily. She found her husband's kiss too intense. Vikram kissed the corner of his wife's lips,moving Southwards,as he sucked the skin on her jaw, licking it. He hummed as he bit the side of her neck, flicking his tongue over it as he sucked at her skin hard. Vikram's hand moved downwards,making his wife jump when he cupped her breast in his palm, kneading it.