19-02-2026, 05:45 PM
Chapter 116 - Erotic moment before the flight - Swathi's Assurance.
Swathi stood in the hallway after Krish told her what had happened.
Her expression softened.
She looked at Krish for a long moment.
“Give me an hour.”
Krish understood. He nodded quietly and walked away.
Swathi entered Vikram’s bedroom.
He was packing the last of his things.
She closed the door behind her and locked it.
Vikram turned. Before he could speak, Swathi stepped close and gently pushed him onto the bed. She climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. Her simple sleeveless gown rode up her thighs.
You are leaving? Why you did'nt tell me?
“You started sex without a word that night, it was quick but not memorable, even the kitchen encounter was too bad”
she whispered, her voice low and husky.
Do i look like a bitch who just satisfy your needs.
I planned to go my way when you would stay here for few more days..
but you are trying to leave early..?
It should be double way. Not one way... come lets do it proper now..
Vikram blinked
He said i just apologized to your husband
Swathi : I know, i informed him, he know meaning of my words and he let me to do..
“Your flight is in three hours. I need an hour, for a proper session, this one hour is ours.”
She leaned down and kissed him deeply. Her hands moved slowly, pulling his shirt open.
Vikram responded, but there was a slight hesitation in his touch. His hands slid under her gown, gripping her bare hips. He flipped her onto her back in one smooth motion. The gown slipped off her shoulders, exposing her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, then a little harder.
Swathi moaned softly, her back arching off the bed.
He moved lower, kissing down her stomach, spreading her legs wide. His tongue found her, licking slowly at first, then with more hunger. Swathi’s fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.
Her moans grew louder, but there was a tenderness in the way she held him. She came quickly, shuddering against his mouth, her hand stroking his hair as if comforting him.
Vikram did not stop. He moved up, entered her in one deep thrust. Swathi cried out softly, wrapping her legs around him.
1 hour of relentless move from both
He moved inside her with deep, steady strokes. Not frantic, but full of need. Skin pressed against skin. Swathi’s nails traced gentle patterns down his back. She came again, her body trembling violently beneath him. Vikram followed, groaning low as he emptied inside her.
They lay together afterward, breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat. Swathi turned to him, her hand resting on his chest. She traced slow circles there.
“Do not rush,” she whispered. “Mirnaa must feel safe first. If you expose Bharath now, he will expose you back. If you do anything to harm him, she will defend him out of guilt. So stay calm. Accept. Then do it when things are in your control.”
Vikram nodded slowly. He stared at the ceiling for a moment, his voice quieter than usual.
“I understand. But it is hard. Knowing he is there with her. Knowing what he is doing to her. I keep thinking about how I started all of this.”
Swathi shifted closer, resting her head on his shoulder.
“You did what you had to do at the time. We both know that. But now you have to protect her heart more than anything else.
She needs to feel loved. Accepted. Not judged. That is the only way she will come back to you whole.”
Vikram turned his head to look at her. His hand found hers and held it.
“Thank you. For being here. For helping me see clearly. I do not know what I would do without you right now.”
Swathi smiled softly, her thumb brushing over his knuckles.
“You are not alone in this. We are in it together. As friends. As companions. Whatever happens, I am here.”
They lay like that for a few more minutes, the silence comfortable, filled with an unspoken understanding. Then Swathi kissed his cheek gently.
“Come. Let us get you ready.”
They dressed quietly. Swathi helped him with his bag. When they stepped out, Krish was waiting in the living room. He looked at both of them, then at Vikram.
“Safe flight.”
Vikram nodded.
“Thank you for everything.”
Krish and Swathi drove him to the airport. At the departure gate, Swathi hugged him tightly, holding on a little longer than usual.
“Be careful. And remember what I said. You are stronger than you think.”
Vikram boarded the flight. As the plane took off, he looked out the window at the city below. His mind was already in Chennai.
Swathi stood in the hallway after Krish told her what had happened.
Her expression softened.
She looked at Krish for a long moment.
“Give me an hour.”
Krish understood. He nodded quietly and walked away.
Swathi entered Vikram’s bedroom.
He was packing the last of his things.
She closed the door behind her and locked it.
Vikram turned. Before he could speak, Swathi stepped close and gently pushed him onto the bed. She climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. Her simple sleeveless gown rode up her thighs.
You are leaving? Why you did'nt tell me?
“You started sex without a word that night, it was quick but not memorable, even the kitchen encounter was too bad”
she whispered, her voice low and husky.
Do i look like a bitch who just satisfy your needs.
I planned to go my way when you would stay here for few more days..
but you are trying to leave early..?
It should be double way. Not one way... come lets do it proper now..
Vikram blinked
He said i just apologized to your husband
Swathi : I know, i informed him, he know meaning of my words and he let me to do..
“Your flight is in three hours. I need an hour, for a proper session, this one hour is ours.”
She leaned down and kissed him deeply. Her hands moved slowly, pulling his shirt open.
Vikram responded, but there was a slight hesitation in his touch. His hands slid under her gown, gripping her bare hips. He flipped her onto her back in one smooth motion. The gown slipped off her shoulders, exposing her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, then a little harder.
Swathi moaned softly, her back arching off the bed.
He moved lower, kissing down her stomach, spreading her legs wide. His tongue found her, licking slowly at first, then with more hunger. Swathi’s fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.
Her moans grew louder, but there was a tenderness in the way she held him. She came quickly, shuddering against his mouth, her hand stroking his hair as if comforting him.
Vikram did not stop. He moved up, entered her in one deep thrust. Swathi cried out softly, wrapping her legs around him.
1 hour of relentless move from both
He moved inside her with deep, steady strokes. Not frantic, but full of need. Skin pressed against skin. Swathi’s nails traced gentle patterns down his back. She came again, her body trembling violently beneath him. Vikram followed, groaning low as he emptied inside her.
They lay together afterward, breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat. Swathi turned to him, her hand resting on his chest. She traced slow circles there.
“Do not rush,” she whispered. “Mirnaa must feel safe first. If you expose Bharath now, he will expose you back. If you do anything to harm him, she will defend him out of guilt. So stay calm. Accept. Then do it when things are in your control.”
Vikram nodded slowly. He stared at the ceiling for a moment, his voice quieter than usual.
“I understand. But it is hard. Knowing he is there with her. Knowing what he is doing to her. I keep thinking about how I started all of this.”
Swathi shifted closer, resting her head on his shoulder.
“You did what you had to do at the time. We both know that. But now you have to protect her heart more than anything else.
She needs to feel loved. Accepted. Not judged. That is the only way she will come back to you whole.”
Vikram turned his head to look at her. His hand found hers and held it.
“Thank you. For being here. For helping me see clearly. I do not know what I would do without you right now.”
Swathi smiled softly, her thumb brushing over his knuckles.
“You are not alone in this. We are in it together. As friends. As companions. Whatever happens, I am here.”
They lay like that for a few more minutes, the silence comfortable, filled with an unspoken understanding. Then Swathi kissed his cheek gently.
“Come. Let us get you ready.”
They dressed quietly. Swathi helped him with his bag. When they stepped out, Krish was waiting in the living room. He looked at both of them, then at Vikram.
“Safe flight.”
Vikram nodded.
“Thank you for everything.”
Krish and Swathi drove him to the airport. At the departure gate, Swathi hugged him tightly, holding on a little longer than usual.
“Be careful. And remember what I said. You are stronger than you think.”
Vikram boarded the flight. As the plane took off, he looked out the window at the city below. His mind was already in Chennai.
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