12-08-2025, 12:32 PM
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The moon cast a silver glow through the window, illuminating the silent room where Geetha lay in her nightgown. A single white sheet was pulled up to her waist. Her head rested against a pillow, and her eyes were fixed on the ceiling.
Beside her, Bharat's hands rested on her waist, his forehead pressed against the soft curve of her lips. His chest was bare, a stark contrast to her delicate nightgown.
“Miss…” Bharat’s voice was a soft whisper in the quiet room. “I’m a little worried about my results.”
Geetha’s hand, which had been idly stroking his back, stilled. “It’ll be fine,” she murmured, her voice a gentle assurance. “You studied well, and you said you wrote well, right?”
“This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t talked about me in class like that,” Bharat replied, the fear in his voice replaced with a hint of resentment.
Geetha’s brow furrowed. “What happened now?”
“Vikas knows we’re close.”
A pang of unease shot through her. Geetha sat up slightly, her voice laced with concern. “How does he know?”
“Miss, he caught me looking at you.” Bharat’s voice was a barely audible whisper. “But he won’t tell anyone.”
Geetha let out a long, slow breath. “It’s okay, academics is over anyway. Forget about it.”
“Hmm…”
A moment of silence hung between them before Bharat shifted, his hand sliding into the collar of her nightgown. She slapped his hand away. “I told you to go to sleep,” she said, her voice sharp.
Bharat’s gaze met hers. “Miss… You’re a little angry with me for doing this every time, aren’t you?”
Geetha’s expression softened. “No, ra… Actually, I like it when you do this. When I’m alone at home, it feels very dull.”
“Miss, I came here for tuition.” Bharat’s voice was a mix of playful mischief and genuine longing. “Did you think I came for tuition just for you?”
“I didn’t think that, ra. I just know that when you came for tuition, I didn’t get bored.”
Bharat’s leg found hers, and he kissed the area below her ear, on her neck. “Miss, whenever you feel bored, call me.”
“Hmm…”
“I’ll talk to you mischievously.”
A playful smile touched Geetha’s lips. “What else?”
“I’ll praise your beauty.”
“How will you praise it?”
He kissed her earring. “Mm… no.”
“I’ll remind you where I kissed you. I poured honey in your navel and licked it. Hide and seek caught your waist…” he said with a mischievous smile.
A blush spread across Geetha’s cheeks. “You remember a lot.”
“Miss, I remember every single minute I spent with you.”
Suddenly stirred, she hugged Bharat tightly. He embraced her, his heart beating against her chest, and kissed her neck lovingly.
“Miss, you said we’d go to Canada after my tournament, once you get there. Before we go, I want to be like this with you again and kiss you.”
“Of course. That’s why I said I’d take you to Canada. So that way, you’ll be with me for at least those four days.”
He rubbed his nose on her neck and inhaled her scent, stroking her waist over her nightgown. Geetha put her hands on his back and rubbed her fingers against his spine, enjoying the warm feeling.
“I’m going home.”
“Now?”
“Yes, I’m leaving. You sleep. If I stay, we’ll just be like this.”
They looked into each other’s eyes. “Why do you say that?”
He squeezed her waist and she let out a loud exhale.
“Miss, something is happening to me. Do you understand?”
Yes, Bharat has a desire for Geetha that he thinks is wrong. He's worried inside that Geetha won't agree to it, but he can't say it out loud and wants to go home.
“Puppy?”
“I’ll take my leave, Geetha.”
Geetha’s lips curled into a smile. “I’ll slap you, for calling me Geetha.”
He got out of bed, picked up his t-shirt from the floor, and put it on. Geetha also got up, took his hands, and wrapped them around her waist. “Stay a little longer, dear.”
They both closed their eyes and hugged. “Thank you…”
“For what?”
“For teaching me tuition.”
“Puppy, I’ll take off my nightgown for you to kiss me. Don’t leave at midnight like this.”
“No… you sleep. My parents will come in the morning. I need to be home. I’ll be fine.”
She looked up. Bharat bent his neck and kissed her upper lip. They both kissed passionately, with heat, love, and desire, sharing saliva.
“Call me. Don’t forget me once Gautam Sir arrives.”
“I will. Play well, don’t think about me.”
“I’ll take my leave.”
“Bye.”
She sent Bharat off, closed the door, and fell asleep.
A week later,
Karimnagar, Garrepalli village,
At Geetha's parents' house, after her parents went to sleep, in the next room,
Gautham was in bed, naked, covered with a blanket up to his chest.
A head was moving up and down under the blanket. He grabbed the braid and pulled it out. Geetha came out from under the blanket, wiped her mouth and smiled.
He laid Geetha down next to him and kissed her on the lips.
Gautham: Hey, do you do the same thing for him?
Geetha: Hmm... I felt like doing it, but I stopped myself.
Gautham: What do you mean...?
Geetha: What do I mean... I mean...
She hid her face shyly in Gautham's arms.
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To be continued………..
Beside her, Bharat's hands rested on her waist, his forehead pressed against the soft curve of her lips. His chest was bare, a stark contrast to her delicate nightgown.
“Miss…” Bharat’s voice was a soft whisper in the quiet room. “I’m a little worried about my results.”
Geetha’s hand, which had been idly stroking his back, stilled. “It’ll be fine,” she murmured, her voice a gentle assurance. “You studied well, and you said you wrote well, right?”
“This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t talked about me in class like that,” Bharat replied, the fear in his voice replaced with a hint of resentment.
Geetha’s brow furrowed. “What happened now?”
“Vikas knows we’re close.”
A pang of unease shot through her. Geetha sat up slightly, her voice laced with concern. “How does he know?”
“Miss, he caught me looking at you.” Bharat’s voice was a barely audible whisper. “But he won’t tell anyone.”
Geetha let out a long, slow breath. “It’s okay, academics is over anyway. Forget about it.”
“Hmm…”
A moment of silence hung between them before Bharat shifted, his hand sliding into the collar of her nightgown. She slapped his hand away. “I told you to go to sleep,” she said, her voice sharp.
Bharat’s gaze met hers. “Miss… You’re a little angry with me for doing this every time, aren’t you?”
Geetha’s expression softened. “No, ra… Actually, I like it when you do this. When I’m alone at home, it feels very dull.”
“Miss, I came here for tuition.” Bharat’s voice was a mix of playful mischief and genuine longing. “Did you think I came for tuition just for you?”
“I didn’t think that, ra. I just know that when you came for tuition, I didn’t get bored.”
Bharat’s leg found hers, and he kissed the area below her ear, on her neck. “Miss, whenever you feel bored, call me.”
“Hmm…”
“I’ll talk to you mischievously.”
A playful smile touched Geetha’s lips. “What else?”
“I’ll praise your beauty.”
“How will you praise it?”
He kissed her earring. “Mm… no.”
“I’ll remind you where I kissed you. I poured honey in your navel and licked it. Hide and seek caught your waist…” he said with a mischievous smile.
A blush spread across Geetha’s cheeks. “You remember a lot.”
“Miss, I remember every single minute I spent with you.”
Suddenly stirred, she hugged Bharat tightly. He embraced her, his heart beating against her chest, and kissed her neck lovingly.
“Miss, you said we’d go to Canada after my tournament, once you get there. Before we go, I want to be like this with you again and kiss you.”
“Of course. That’s why I said I’d take you to Canada. So that way, you’ll be with me for at least those four days.”
He rubbed his nose on her neck and inhaled her scent, stroking her waist over her nightgown. Geetha put her hands on his back and rubbed her fingers against his spine, enjoying the warm feeling.
“I’m going home.”
“Now?”
“Yes, I’m leaving. You sleep. If I stay, we’ll just be like this.”
They looked into each other’s eyes. “Why do you say that?”
He squeezed her waist and she let out a loud exhale.
“Miss, something is happening to me. Do you understand?”
Yes, Bharat has a desire for Geetha that he thinks is wrong. He's worried inside that Geetha won't agree to it, but he can't say it out loud and wants to go home.
“Puppy?”
“I’ll take my leave, Geetha.”
Geetha’s lips curled into a smile. “I’ll slap you, for calling me Geetha.”
He got out of bed, picked up his t-shirt from the floor, and put it on. Geetha also got up, took his hands, and wrapped them around her waist. “Stay a little longer, dear.”
They both closed their eyes and hugged. “Thank you…”
“For what?”
“For teaching me tuition.”
“Puppy, I’ll take off my nightgown for you to kiss me. Don’t leave at midnight like this.”
“No… you sleep. My parents will come in the morning. I need to be home. I’ll be fine.”
She looked up. Bharat bent his neck and kissed her upper lip. They both kissed passionately, with heat, love, and desire, sharing saliva.
“Call me. Don’t forget me once Gautam Sir arrives.”
“I will. Play well, don’t think about me.”
“I’ll take my leave.”
“Bye.”
She sent Bharat off, closed the door, and fell asleep.
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A week later,
Karimnagar, Garrepalli village,
At Geetha's parents' house, after her parents went to sleep, in the next room,
Gautham was in bed, naked, covered with a blanket up to his chest.
A head was moving up and down under the blanket. He grabbed the braid and pulled it out. Geetha came out from under the blanket, wiped her mouth and smiled.
He laid Geetha down next to him and kissed her on the lips.
Gautham: Hey, do you do the same thing for him?
Geetha: Hmm... I felt like doing it, but I stopped myself.
Gautham: What do you mean...?
Geetha: What do I mean... I mean...
She hid her face shyly in Gautham's arms.
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.
.
.
.
To be continued………..
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