The Love In Marriage

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                   Dedicated to TanishaJ409

Thank you for a lovely cover!!

Keerthi winced as she tried to sit in a comfortable position,as she typed an e-mail to apply for her transfer.

Her back hurt a lot.

She rubbed a hand on her back,trying to get some relief,as she shut her laptop,ready to go home, wincing when she moved her elbows while driving.

Vikram came home to see his wife doing their laundry. He gave her a quick kiss, before he went to freshen up.

Keerthi smiled, continuing her work.

Vikram wrapped his hands around his wife's waist,kissing the base of her neck,freshly showered.

"I am working Vikram", Keerthi said quietly,angling herself so her back didn't hurt,when her husband's hand disappeared inside her top.

Vikram turned his wife around,so they were facing each other. He placed a kiss on her jaw,"This one's more important."

"You just came home."

"So?",Vikram slipped his wife's bra down,pinching her nipple lightly.

Keerthi moaned,her hands going around her husband's neck.

She winced when her husband held her waist.

"Let's go have dinner",she could take some pain reliever then.

"Yes. I want to have mine",Vikram smirked.

Keerthi gave her husband a flat look,"I am hungry."

"You can have yours too."

"Stop talking in innuendoes."

"I was talking about food",Vikram said with a straight face, innocent,though his lips fought to stretch.

"Sure", Keerthi rolled her eyes,walking towards the door.

Vikram pulled his wife by her waist,frowning when she winced,quickly assessing her,"Is something wrong?"

"My back hurts a bit."

"Oh",Vikram frowned,worried when his wife jumped when he touched her hip.

"We should go to the hospital."

"Not really."

Vikram eyed his wife,narrowing his eyes when he saw her flinch when he held her arm.

"What are you doing?", Keerthi jerked away.

Vikram rolled his eyes,"Sit down",he ordered.

"I am hungry."

"Shut up. Just sit."

Keerthi squeezed her eyes shut when her husband pulled her sleeves up.

"Why do you have scratches on your arms?"Vikram examined his wife's arm. He walked to the door,bolting it, ignoring his wife's protests when he pulled her top up.

Keerthi winced when her husband ran a hand on her bruised hips and back.

"What happened?"

"I fell down."

"What?"

"Yeah."

"Keerthi",Vikram was getting worried. He made his wife lean on the bed, pulling her top back in place.

"I fell from my bike", Keerthi mumbled.

"When did you even ride your bike?"

"I gave my car for servicing."