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"Seri ma purinjidhu. Phone veinga." Ashwin told his mom. "Athai veetuku poitu koopdunga." Hearing his mother's reply about not wanting to disturb, not willing to start over the same conversation Ashwin immediately interjected, "At least message pannunga." He listened to what his mother instructed losing his patience before he cut the call with curt bye.

(Okay, mom I got it.) (Call me after you reach.) (Fine just text me)

When Ashwin turned around, he saw Shivangi standing there in the balcony giggling at his plight. He rubbed his nape with an uncomfortable smile.

Ashwin wished his family had agreed to just let them decide where they want to do first night as a married couple instead of making it an open forum discussion. Both the families, with no input from the new couple, decided Ashwin and Shivangi will be staying at Ashwin's house while his own family will be spending the night at his aunt's giving the couple privacy.

Last one hour was super awkward for Ashwin while seeing off relatives and his parents for obvious reasons. With last phone call to his mother, he was finally done with people for next many days and ready to just concentrate on himself and of course his new wife.

Shivangi was taking immense pleasure in her husband of few hours struggle to maintain a decent rapport with most of his relatives and play host. Never before has she seen him in such private, domestic setting and this equally amused and entertained her. Adding to his discomfort with people were innuendos about their impending wedding night that most people considered good humour tested Ashwin's tolerance.

Now, finally with everyone, including her in-laws, out of the house and he is in his very private sanctuary, she hoped he can relax.

"Enna paatha siripa iruka?"

(Is this funny to you?)

Shivangi made her way towards him and his hands automatically went around her to pull her closer to him.

"Idhuku dan andha resort polam nu sonnen." He reminded of the beautiful pictures of resort he kept forwarding her until last day before their wedding. "Nee dan periyavanga ellam saangiyamnu solranga adhu idhu nu enn plan flop panna."

(This is why I wanted to go to the resort. You wanted us to listen to elders)

She smiled at him as she straightened the frown lines in his forehead. Throughout the wedding process, she made sure they always stuck a balance between what elders wanted and what they both wanted. Thanks to her smart brain she was successful too.

"Angayum taniya daan irupom, ingayum ippo taniya dana irukom." She reasoned. "Andha resort vida azhaga neenga namakaga veedu katti irukeenga. Naamba edhuku engayo ponum.'"

(We have same privacy here too. This house that is built for us is more beautiful than any resort.)

On hindsight, Ashwin loved the idea of starting their life at the house that is very special to him as he built it with her in mind. Just the usual confusions that come with dealing with relatives got the better of him. Now, with his beautiful wife in his arms, he couldn't think of anything but her and the beginning of their exciting journey.

"Ennikum vida inniku romba azhaga iruka." He complimented

(You look more beautiful than ever )

"Yenn?" she fished knowing he will come up with something beautiful to woo her

(Why?)

Ashwin, however, didn't let his words to do the talking. He caressed her forehead around where red mark stood as testimony of their new relation. His fingers travelled down to touch the yellow thread that has bound them together. She has already changed from 'comfortable' cotton saree that his sister made her wear into pale purple night pant and T-shirt. Ashwin realized this was the first time he was seeing in domestic attire in person. Even his own cotton shirt and dhoti was replaced by simple white T-shirt and track pants. Strangely even this simplest realization made his heart flutter. After all he has been waiting for years to have the woman of his dreams share his life with him.

"Kanavu maari irukula?" he asked

(It is like a dream)

"Kanavu illa." She shook her head. "Yena idhu kalayave kalaiyadhu."

(It isn't dream, because it will not disappear when you wake up)

"Thanks ma." He said after a short moment. Shivangi narrowed her eyes at him. "Enna nambi ethukittadhuku. Enna unn life la allow pannadhuku. Unnoda ivlo azhagana life enn kooda share panna accept pannadhuku." He took her hand near his lips and kissed her palm. "Almost give up paneeten teriyuma? Career, love, family, onnum set aagadhu nu nenachen. Inniku ellame enaku iruku adhuku nee dan karanam."

(Thank you for accepting me and letting me be part of your beautiful life. I almost gave up on everything. It was you who gave me my everything back)

Shivangi removed her hand from his hold and cupped his cheeks. She then tip toed to kiss both his cheeks.

"Naanum thanks." She said. "Enake enna epdi respect pannanum nu neenga dan solli tandeenga. Ennoda ella goals and dreams ku ungala pathanyum dan clarity vanduchu. Unganala dan I never settled for anything less. Adhunala dan pala hurdles vandhum inniku, " she smiled. "best man in the whole wide world is my husband."

(Thanks to you too. I taught me how to respect myself. My goals and dreams have clarity now because of you. I never settled for anything less because of you. That is the reason why I am now married to the Best man in the world)

It was so surreal to think that their story actually happened in this world and not in pages of a romance novel. In spite of everything they are here with their happily ever after.

Ashwin bent down to capture her lips in a long passionate kiss. The first kiss they shared as husband and wife. As that realization stuck half way through the kiss, the kiss became more intense from his side and then hers. His hands went to her waist to balance her and also to feel her soft skin. She held his biceps with one hand while other hand tangled in his hair at the back of his head as she pulled him closer to her.

The moment they broke the kiss, their eye lock that followed felt more intimate than the kiss for they both know what is going to follow and how willing and excited they both are for it.

Aasai nooraagi pooga

Shivangi took a step back without breaking the eye lock. She held his hand and guided him inside their room. Theirs. How didn't it take even a day for her to accept his room as hers, theirs? Probably she never saw them as separate ever.

Aadai noolaagi pooga

She knelt on the middle of the bed while he stood on the foot of the bed observing the woman who has blossomed from a child woman to a proper lady unleash her passionate side in front of him for the first time. She crooked her finger and beckoned him near her, but as his one knee pressed on the bed, she stopped him holding his chest and tugged at his T-shirt. He didn't have to be told twice as he immediately tossed the flimsy T-shirt over his head.

Kanneyy kannaadi aaga

He could understand what she felt for he felt the same. The desire reflected in her eyes was no different from his. They both wanted it, needed it. They know it was much beyond carnal desire. It was a passion only each other can ignite in them.

Theendal un saavi endru thedi popga

With every touch of her fingers on his bare chest, she left a trail of fire. His whole body was burning even in places that not even her eyes touched. He stopped her feathery, tip of the finger touches as he pressed her whole hand on his torso making her gasp.

Thoondal unn vaasam endru aadi pooga

There was something very intoxicating about her smell. He couldn't put a flavour to it. It was fully her. He didn't mind a whack and the giggle that he earned from her for sniffing her while rubbing his nose behind her earlobes. She might never understand what happens to him when he is able to be this close to her that he has the privilege to taste the smell that intoxicates him.

Oor kangal romba thollai

Endraaga kattikondu mutham vaithu

Ondraaga kaadhalaaga

In this small space of their private haven, they felt like two individuals who had no past or future. They only felt the ecstasy of present take over them. Popular celebrities? Well, they didn't even remember their names until the other moaned it in want.

The kisses always doesn't have to be intense he realized. They can be light, playful and still be the most effective he learnt as she squirmed under him on the bed as they explored.

Yen yen yen thegam mattum paavam inngu

Rendaaga sol

If only they can be one body just the way their soul is one. He wondered how she felt when they discarded last barriers. Did she experience the flip in her stomach when one's limb touched the other's? Was she equally scared and excited when he dimmed the lights knowing their sense of touch was predominately going to lead them?

There was so much silence that they could hear each other breathe. Their brains that had so much doubts running silenced suddenly. It was like only their bodies know how to react and it was leading them.

Who did they surrender to? To desire or to love or to pleasure or to each other or to simply one's own self?

Nothing mattered as the peak of bliss was achieved with tears amidst other sheds.

Naam porvaikulle mei veppamaaga

She was not an early raiser. Once she sleeps, it is hard to wake her up. However, that night she didn't sleep. Maybe she did lose herself to state of low awareness at times, but even then she was not away from her husband or memories of the night with him.

He can't be sleeping. Not after what transpired between them last night. He cannot not feel like his whole existence has found a new meaning and after years of living in this mortal world, a new physical euphoria has been found.

As she poked his shoulder, he dismissed her attempt as he pulled the duvet they shared over his head.

Naam kaalai velaai men muththamaaga

"Ashwinney!" she whispered in his ears before blowing air on his ear.

When she was about to try again, he turned towards her with his eyes still closed.

"Toongaraya, nadikaraya?" she asked

(Are you sleeping or pretending to sleep?)

A smile appeared on his lips and before she could process what he was doing, he was on top of her placing feather kisses on her cheeks.

Vaa kaadhal seivom poruththaamaga

"Good morning!" he grinned down at her

She blinked at him not returning his wish. There can't be a better morning she knew. Sleeping cuddling to him, then waking up next to him.

"Iniku maariye ella morning start pannanum." She said.

(Every morning should start like today)

He bent down to tickle her neck with his nose as he murmured, "Nethu maariye ella night end pannanum."

(Every night should end like yesterday )

Neengaama iruppom viruppamaaga

"Pogada" she stopped him as he was about to move.

(Don't go)

It felt so good to feel his weight on her. The warmth of his body and the heat of his breath felt like her home.

It was him and the new found rhythm of their body that made her feel insatiable. She didn't want to stay away from him and so he didn't.

Eeraa muththam paayum saththaam

Oori poogum bodhai endru

Thaaga pookkal pookka seiyum

Latchamaaga

The sounds were so new yet so addictive. His gulp, his groans, his moans, his whimper, she could just live listening to it.

His new kisses were different. The familiarity of the body let the kisses to be always accompanied by squeeze and nip and thrust. The thirst was real and unquenchable.

Moans were louder and served as nothing but stimulus to get raw and creative.

She was still panting heavily when his gaze returned to her face for fraction of second before he was again distracted by desire.

Aasaiyodu nee pathitha

Vinsivapu maacham ondru

Naalai kaalai velaai endru michamaaga

She counted six. Once in the dim night light and once in the wee hours of morning. And there was something so incomplete about the number.

As much as each six moles she discovered in his body and the way she found it was pleasantly rewarding. Six is not acceptable number. She needed just one more mark to make it wholesome.

His back relaxed on the bed as he between heavy sighs watched her straddle him. Her eyes were narrowed in concentration as she searched all over his face.

"Enna ma panra...." he was silenced with a finger on his lips.

(What are you doin...)

A moment later, her face broke into a gratified grin as she caressed his collar bone.

"Ei, Rowdy, nee....ahhh" he winced before he could complete the sentence.

Grin on her face changed to full blown smile as she looked at him happily. Now, she has seven marks. One that she generously offered in addition to his six moles. All she has to do now was to make sure that he carried this seventh mark every single day.

Ennaalum theeraa kaadhaalaaga

Eppodhum nee naan pakkamaaga

The sun lost its tender touch and the heat was beginning to be felt from their opened balcony door yet they both were not ready to leave each other's arm as they cuddled whispering sweet nothings.

Holding his hands still felt more intimate than what happened previous night and morning that day. She lifted his hand to her mouth and kissed every knuckle. If only their body had the energy their mind had to repeat showing love for one another.

Endrendrum neengaa kaatchiyaaga

"Namba engayum pogama ipdiye onna irunda evlo nalla irukum?" she wondered loudly.

(If we can stay this way forever?)

"Ide maari onna katti pudichitu." He tightened his hold around her and she moved closer to his body if that was even possible.

(In each others arms)

Their dream of world with no one but them was interrupted by a phone call. He chuckled while she pouted. "Unga amma dan." He said as he grabbed her phone from the side table.

(Its your mom)

Taking phone from his hand, she threw it on other side of the bed. Leaning over him placing her hand on his chest for balance, she said, "Naan serious ah kekaren."

(I am not kidding)

He smiled fondly as he pushed her hair strands over her neck. "Naan um serious ah dan solren."

(Neither am I)

"Yaarume illama, endha technology illama, work illama, just neengalum naanum mattum.Apdi oru ulagam irunda okay va?" she asked

(With no one around, no technology, no work, just two of us. Will you like it?)

"Hmm!" he hummed still playing with her hair.

She moaned disapprovingly as she didn't get a verbal answer from him. Pushing his hand away from her hair, she looked into his eyes and said, "Pudikum sollunga."

(Tell me you will like it)

"Pudikum."

(I will like it)

Ellorum ketkum per anbin saatchiyaaga

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How was it?

This is one of the challenging chapters and so I had so much fun writing it. Usually writing something explicit is much easier than bringing out romance in passion without anything graphical.

I hope I was able to do at least minimal justice.

Next update will be late, so until then have fun and enjoy Yathi Yathi that will be out soon.