"You're a firecracker!"

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"Good morning, sleeping beauty!" The soulful voice  brought a smile to Heer's face, as she approached  the source. As usual she had woken up late. In her defense, she has fasted the previous day and her body demanded the rest. 

"I still hate Mondays!" She murmured encircling her arms around Kabir's waist not bothering to check if he was doing something he would deem important. Fortunately for her, he turned and returned the hug, kissing her forehead. Oh, she could give up anything to be in his arms. She closed her eyes feelimg still very sleepy.

"Wake up now, I have made cheese sandwiches." He spoke placing another soft kiss at her temple.

She pulled away slightly to look at him. "You'll make me fat!" 

"Okay, then, no sandwiches for you," Kabir muttered with his lips pulled I to a radiant smile.

"No, No. It's okay, I will burn up the calories." She spoke sheepishly.

"Good choice." He muttered turning his attention back to the sandwich maker while Heer walked around the island and sat on the kitchen stool. She rested her elbow on the countertop and supported her chin on it, keenly watching him go about making the sandwich and pouring tea for her to a cup.

Kabir pushed the cup across the island looking at her rather pleased. She grinned and pulled the cup to herself. "Thank you!"

With a boyish smile spread out on his face, he went about making sandwiches while her gaze kept shifting back to him after every sip she took. 

* * *

After a warm shower Heer had changed into a pair of black shorts and a pastel green tshirt. She used the towel to dry her hair while looking at the mirror. The day seemed like a lazy Sunday. She adjusted the strap of her bra so that it was hidden under her tshirt. On second thoughts, she adjusted it back so that the black strap of her bra was in clear view again. A shy stupid smile formed on her face as she went on to gloss her lips with some strawberry lip gloss. 

Heer walked out to find Kabir seated on the couch with the iPad in his hand. It seemed like he had finished his virtual meeting. She swallowed the nervousness and walked towards him. With every step her heartbeat escalated a little, and she could feel the warmth on her cheeks. It was Kabir. They had kissed, made love and slept together. This shouldn't be hard. 

"Done with your meeting?" She asked grabbing the remote, before sitting beside him on the couch. 

"Hmm," came his response, his eyes still on the iPad. 

"Went well?" Heer asked as casually as she could make it sound, pressing the power button in the remote while looking at him from the corner of her eyes. 

"Yeah," he mumbled. Heer looked at him turning her head. Something was odd. He didn't even look at her. That was something unusual for him to do.

"Everything okay?" She asked.

Kabir looked up at her still disputed in his thoughts. "Mom wants us to visit home for diwali." 

"Oh," Heer exclaimed softly. Traveling to Kanpur for diwali which was ten days away, that was big. Heer quickly overcome the surprise and looked at him observantly. "You don't want to go?"

"I don't know, Heer." He spoke with a sigh, placing the iPad on the table before them. He turned in his seat to face her fully.  "Usually, during Diwali, Advi and I used to make a small trip somewhere around. Misha used to go back home. But now Misha now has her own family. Mom wants you to be home for Diwali because it's just the two of them there. Plus, apparently you're the Lakshmi of our home." He gave a light smile.

Heer's lips pulled up a wee bit. "Let's go then?"

Kabir slowly nodded lost in his thoughts.

"It's about your father, isn't it?" She asked gently placing her hand on his.

"It is. He never really liked Varsha. He doesn't clearly like Advika."

"I understand Kabir, take your call."

He looked at her, gently holding her hand. "I want to go home for mom. I also want Advika to spend Diwali around family like I did as a kid."

Heer instantly smiled, "Diwali used to be fun. I used to wait for the evenings to go and show all the boys out there, how well a girl could handle firecrackers."

Kabir chuckled softly, his left arm curling around her shoulders. She shifted closer, her hands playing with his right hand. "I hate firecrackers."

"What?" Heer cried aloud and turned with a jerk to look at him. "How can you hate firecrackers?"

"They pollute, they're unpleasantly loud, and harmful to the environment. What's there to not hate them?"

"They are fun, they make the darkness look beautiful."

"They contribute to global warming." He pointed out. 

"Uhh, you're boring!" She muttered resting back against the backrest of the couch, her head leaning sideways on his shoulder. Her fingers carelessly caressing his arm. He chuckled, letting the fingers of his left hand lightly trace over her arms just above the elbow. He didn't want his father to insult or say anything against Heer. However, he really wanted to fulfill his mother's wish. She hardly ever asked for anything.

"Do you want to go?" He asked after a few minutes passed.

Heer straightened up thoughtfully. Pulling up her legs, she sat cross-legged on the couch facing him. "I will go anywhere with you,"

Instantly a smile broke out on his lips. He pulled his arm back and pushed back the wet lock behind her ear. "You can be really sweet at times."

Heer grinned at him, "Using my words on me, huh?"

He leaned forward, his hands slowly cradling her face pulling her closer and she leaned forward. Tenderly, his lips brushed over hers. Heer parted her lips slightly while closing her eyes. With utmost affection he flicked the top of his tongue across her lips causing her to open her mouth, inviting him to go on. She heard a soft sound before he seized her mouth. The kiss was soft, deliberate, lazy and affectionate. 

Heer's one hand held on to his shoulder while the other went to the back of his head. They broke apart frequently only to lock their mouths in the intimate act of love again. Heer felt shivers of anticipation run down her spine when his fingers pulled at the black strap of a bra and then released it. Next, his fingers were pulling down the strap trying to tease her. While his other hand tried to pull he brody closer to his. 

Heer broke apart dazed. There was too much discomfort to go on. She stared at him, he looked equally disoriented. Sharing a look of mutual understanding, Heer quickly shifted herself, placing her knees on either side of him, straddling him. 

"Heer," he muttered as she lowered her pelvic on his, quickly pulling her face close to join their lips again. Heer empowered her hands to touch him where they pleased. The neck, his shoulders, his cheeks or his chest. She felt heat spurt between her legs. Instinctively, her pelvic moved a little over his.

Kabir was overpowered by the fast consuming passion he felt for Heer. He let his hands glide over her the curves of her waist and hips while his tongue performed tango with his. He was growing fond of those curves. He broke apart breathless. Her damp locks made him feel like a leaf washed with dew. He cupped her face, resting his forehead against hers, their eyes slowly making contact. "You're a firecracker!" He spoke in a shaky, husky tone punctuating his comment with a wet kiss on her jaw.

Heer took deep breaths trying to get her breathing back to normal, being remotely aware of the effect she was having on his body. "I want you to explode me!" She muttered, inching closer to his cheek. However, she didn't kiss him but instead left a soft bite, earning a hiss from him. 

Kabir didn't know which of the two was causing his junior to go into alert mode, her words or her actions. "Let's move to the bedroom then," he spoke looking at her intently. Her cheeks were coloring up but her eyes didn't flicker. He helped her ease her leg away and she stood up. Turning around Heer walked towards their bedroom. 

She had barely reached the room when she felt him grab her and pull her to the wall. She wasn't expecting Kabir to go wild like that so soon, but she wasn't complaining at all. Pinning her arms up he buried his head into he crook of her neck nibbling like a hungry rabbit. Heer drew her legs closer together moaning softly as though to encourage him. He jerked his lower body rubbing it against hers. She didn't want to hurry, she wanted to yield to him fully just like he had surrendered to her desires completely, the other night.

He pulled away analyzing the skin at her neck that now appeared reddish. His gaze then moved to her face. She slowly opened her eyes looking at him. He released her hands, to use his hands to get rid of her blouse. He stared at her, dropping her top to floor. The black bra holding her breasts together inviting him to rip it off.

Heer noticed how his expression went rigid and his eyes hooded up. Oh, she loved that look on his face. She grasped his shirt pulling him closer, abruptly feeling cold with the little distance between their bodies. He readily let their bodies touch. Holding her by the waist he bent his head over her shoulder pulling down the strap of her bra using his teeth. Heer shuddered at the sensations that rocked her as his teeth grazed over her skin lightly. His fingers found their way to her back, slowly inching up to the clasp of the alluring black material. The other strap found a fate akin to the other's. Heer felt the material loose the grip around her and bit her lips anticipating that which was to come. 

His hand moved to cup her breasts over the material that now hung loose, his thumb teasingly stroking over the nub. Heer was insanely aroused by his actions and more by the look that bore into her eyes as he went on to tease her intimately. She fisted the material of his shirt hurriedly claiming his lips with her own. She trusted her tongue into his mouth just like she wanted him to enter her.

Kabir was a slave to his desires. His arousal has started going rigid wanting attention. His hands however wanted to fondle more of those soft mounds and then there was her impatient tongue wanting the attention of his tongue. He could no longer say what was causing the excitement rush through his nerves.

"Uh, Kabir!" Heer moaned resting her head against the wall, shutting her eyes as mouth seized one of her mounds. Her hands moved to the girth of his pants holding tighter as his mouth teased and nibbled at her bosom, causing her moist panty to go wet. 

Heer's legs had started wanting to give up. She wobbled slightly when he undid the tiny button of her shorts and unzipped it after. It took only a few gently pushes for the material to drop down to reveal the black panty. Heer sucked in a breath, opening her eyes with a jerk, when she felt his fingers trace the material. "Do something about it!" Heer muttered referring to the soaking material.

Her lips curled up for a bit when she heard his soft chuckle. At the moment everything about him was sexy. He pulled her to himself with force causing their bodies to collide and turned them, gently backing her to the bed. She lay back on the bed staring at him, realizing she was the only one who had stripped. He hovered upon her, his eyes burning with a fire. Oh, how she would love to be a short lived moth just to perish in them. 

"Heer, you drive me crazy," he confessed staring at her flushed cheeks, intumesced lips that took in shaky breaths. 

Her lips curled up in response, her knuckles reaching out to gently caress his cheeks covered with two day old beard. "We are even then!" She loved that smile that formed on his face. A whim to widen that smile made her say explicitly, "You make me crazy for you." And happiness soaked her when his smile widened.

"Now, strip Mister." Heer muttered tugging at his tshirt. He was too generous, for he happily gave her eyes a treat.

With soft groans, and at times growls, the two engaged in an intense tango of the bodie, relinquishing the other of the tension that had flourished between them. The bodies rolling on and off each other. Her legs wrapped around his as he slid in and out of her, their moans unifying to make their song of love. They made love with all the passion and driving thirst of love to get them home, to get them to each other. 

* * *

Heer loved the light caresses, the warmth of his naked body as the lay together on the bed under the same cover soaking in the peace that their love making had left them in. Their fingers were engaged in a lazy play. The room was filled with nothing but the sound of their breaths. 

Minutes passed one after the other, like kids late to class. Then suddenly his hand helped her ring finger and his gaze fell on her. "Why do you wear this?" He asked softly.

Heer smiled looking at him, "married women where rings,"

He rolled his eyes trying to hold back the smile threatening to break loose. "Heer, I meant..."

"I don't like wearing the sindoor or the nuptial chain. So I bought myself this ring to let people know I was married. It's not a rela diamond though." Heer explained, her index finger drawing patterns on his palm. 

"You wrote your name," Kabir spoke softly keenly observing the patterns that she made on his palm. 

"Yes, I did," She turned to look at him with a smile. He lowered his head and kissed her lips softly. While his fingers gently tried to remove the ring off her finger. 

"What --are you doing?" She spoke taking a breath in between. 

He didn't answer but got off the bed. Heer was easily distracted by the glorious sight of a naked husband. Man, his jogs and gym time did reflect on the his body in the form of toned muscles.

"Do you realize you aren't wearing--" Heer had barely spoken when he turned around to  face her. Heer's gaze dropped right down to his monster, "anything", she uttered.

He walked back to the bed from the cupboard, with a smile on his face. "Give me your hand,"

Heer tried very hard to keep her eyes on his face, and was more or less successful. She wondered what he was up to. Did he want her to give him a handjob or something?

Her gaze dropped down to her hand when a cold metal band slipped around her ring finger. "Kabir this...." her words were lost looking at the shiny piece of real gem.

"Heer, I bought this a while ago for you. But then I screwed up when I planned to give this to you. Maybe now is the right time. I remember that I once told you that I don't want a wife, that I don't want a relationship from you but... Heer, I want you, as my wife, as my companion. And yes I want a proper romantic relationship." He smiled and knelt still holding her gaze. "I love you Heer, will you be my wife in every sense?"

Heer's words seemed to have ditched her altogether. She glanced at the ring and then looke up at him. Oh, there was no way she could fall out of love this time. The man before her seemed to be knowing just how to keep her with himself, how to fight her insecurities and claim her heart. She simply nodded a yes, with tears shining in her eyes. Gradually his face beamed and Heer fell a little more in love again. He pulled her close for a hug. She wrapped her arms around him,  not caring about the sheet slipping dow her frame.

"The timing could have been better!" He muttered after a few long minutes of soulful silence. His hand caressing her naked back.

"I am sure you had it planned." Heer accused him with playfulness tuning her tone, she pulled her face away to meet his gaze.

"Shall we proceed to the kissing then?" He asked with a boyish grin adorning his features.

"Only kissing?" Heer asked suspiciously, placing her hands on his shoulders for support.

"A little touching, maybe," he added with a mischievous glow on his face, with his palms pressing against her skin and then moving up and down, massaging her back.

"That's little?" Heer asked amused.

"You want me to show you what's more?" As he asked, his lip twitched up at on corner to form a smirk. That little shift of lips was enough for Heer to swoon over him.

"No, no. I've had enough of touching and pounding for today. So your monster needs to back away."

Kabir blinked and then chuckled. "That's how you talk dirty?"

"Uh, no. That was very clean. Dirty is when there's a lot of groping, pinching, teasing and..." she leaned forward, purposely letting her bosom press against his firm chest, " a lot more dirty tools and tool sharpener and how they get to work." She loved how his grip on her hips tightened in response to her words.

"I was right, you're a firecracker and I am so going to explode you, again!" He said quickly.

Heer chuckled muttering, "you are adorable!" before he pushed her on the mattress and fell softly on her body.

* * *

"Mom, we just came!"Advika pouted, after pointing out the fact when Heer said she was too tired to play. Kabir smiled sheepishly looking at her as she struggled to think of an explanation as to why she was so tired early in the evening. 

"Advi, come on I play well. Let mom take rest while we play a match." Kabir suggested walking up to where the two of them stood.

 Heer nodded in agreement. "I will keep the score. Bring it on. Okay let's come up with team names. Advi?"

Advika's face lit up, "Butterfly!"

Heer smiled, "Team butterfly versus..." she looked at Kabir. He shrugged his shoulders unable to come up with something right away. "Rabbit." She muttered eyeing him with mischief in her eyes. Kabir grinned and looked away quickly not wanting Advika to notice and question about the joke she wasn't understanding. 

"So, Team Butterfly versus Team Rabbit. Bring it on!" She leaned and kissed Advika wishing, "good luck!" She was about to walk to the side when Kabir pointed out partiality because he didn't get a good luck kiss. 

"Only for my sweetheart!" Heer muttered with child like stubbornness.

Kabir made a lame attempt at copying Advika's pout which git him a giggle from his daughter. "Mom, give him a good luck kiss too. I am going to win anyway!"

Heer and Kabir grinned looking at each other. Heer took a few small steps and closed the distance between them. She pressed her lips against his cheek making sure to leave a wet kiss. "I hope you can get your cock to go up!" She whispered cautiously.

Pulling away she walked to the side bench. She looked over her shoulder to find him staring at her with a scandalized expression. She grinned widely and winked at him. 

* * *

To Kabir, the day couldn't be more perfect. He was helping Advika with her Geography notes when Heer appeared with three cups on a tray. "Made some hot chocolate," she informed settling the tray on the table. Picking up one cup, she walked away with a smile. Kabir noticed her moving towards the balcony. 

He had explained most of the chapter to Advika and had helped her mark the answers to the question by the time he had finished his cup of hot chocolate. He left Advika to finish the writing part and picked up the cups and walked away. After washing up, he entered the balcony to find Heer standing in the corner of the balcony. Her body leaned sideways on the wall while she looked down at the society park. He didn't fail to notice her fingers fiddling with ring that he had slipped onto her finger earlier in the day. He watched her face carefully, trying to read what was on her mind. He couldn't guess. Did she still have second thoughts about him, about them?

With light steps, he moved towards her and stood beside her. Silently he waited for her to speak up. When she didn't say anything he spoke up, "Did you want to be alone?"

"Yes," she answered softly, her expression was still blank giving away nothing that went on in her mind. 

"Okay," he said softly, pulling away his hand from the railing. He had barely turned his face away when he felt her grasp on to his wrist. "Stay."

"I thought you wanted to be alone," he voiced out his confusion.

"Yes, but now that you're here, stay."

"Is the ring loose?" He asked, his gaze dropping to the fingers of her left hand which were curled around his wrist. 

Her gaze dropped down to ring whose diamond was dazzling brilliantly. "It's perfect,"

"Then what is it?" 

Her gaze raised up to meet his eyes. "You don't know me Kabir. What if you regret this? What if I am not perfect for this ring? What if you don't want me when you know who I am? There's a lot you don't know, Kabir. Maybe you should... take this back." She looked up with sadness filled eyes.

He stopped he movement of her fingers using his. He pushed the ring back on her finger. "I love you, Heer. I know you have a past. I know you have that baggage. We all do Heer. I understand that there's a lot we need to know about each other. But, Heer, I meant it when I said it. I want you to be my wife. And, I am positive that we'll sail our marriage just right."

Heer looked at him defeated, "what if I fail you?"

"You won't Heer, I know." He reassured holding her hand.

Heer fell into a deep silence. She couldn't argue more. Her heart wouldn't let her. She looked at him thoughtfully. Slowly she stepped closer and steadily her arms went around him. She pressed her cheek against his chest. Kabir stood stiff, his fears slowly dwindling when she embraced him. He let out a sigh of relief, holding her in his arms. 

Heer loved the feeling of being in his arms. She felt she could loosen and not worry about it. She could break free from all the tension that stressed her. She felt like how probably a caterpilllar felt in a cocoon. It felt safe. She felt protected and cared for. She felt at peace knowing that this was the healing her old wounds were waiting for. He was her healer. 

This was ready yesterday but I was so tired that I don't even remember when I slept off. And I was out today, so sorry to keep you all waiting.

Hope you enjoyed the chapter!