Love meter
“Oh shit not again, why this meter tripped off so often and that too specifically every Saturday?”cried my roommate Shivani.
In last one month this was the fourth time the light is gone and it’s every time because someone has tripped the meter. Shivani is eager to find and murder the person is who is free on every Saturday to mentally harass her.
I heard someone entered the room from window. “Are you ready for surrender?” Questioned the voice. “Sure” and then a hand cupped my face and second hold me tightly from waist. His lips met mine and the electric current passed through my body. How can he still have so much of effect on me, even after 2 years of relationship, I can’t understand. He started nibbling my earlobe. Planted sweet kisses on my neck and moved towards collar bone. I knew this torcher was a punishment for not meeting him on Wednesday. I tried to explain my part of reason but punishment was due. But he would never know I love such sweet punishments from him. Then he pushed me towards the wall and intertwined my hands on his back, to make sure my hands were at place and don’t move much. His lips meet mine again and his hand found its way inside my top making every cell on its way as live as possible. But before it could reach its destination I made sure to held it out of my top again. Though I don’t mind his touches on my body but looking at the situation I was sure if his hands reached the destine place we won’t be able to move apart. I could feel disappointment in his kiss but then I kissed him with all the force, that made up for the earlier dissatisfaction. As we were about to get a little more cozy, I heard someone coming towards my room. I was sure the owner of the voice was cursed because it force Kartik to hide behind curtains and I stand ahead of him just in case he needs some cover up.
“Krisha, Can you please accompany me, I can’t find the tripper? Asked Shivani
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“Yah sure.” I said and Kartik handed me the tripper.
I went down and acted to search the tripper for five minutes so that Kartik can escape and then made the meter right. Entire house was lighted again.
Next day:
“I thought taking tripper would give us some more time but it turned out to be opposite. I should have hide it there somewhere that would have made Shivani to struggle for more time.” Cried Kartik
“It’s okay baby. Maybe next Saturday.” Saying this I gave a small peck to make his mood right.
We both smiled and made our way towards class.
