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Originally posted by: Xarina

Would you guys mind if I posted the original version of Ahem has a headache on here? It was very mills and boon.

Originally posted by: Hetp

Originally posted by: X.Sisi94

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Omg love that Picca They both look soo Cutee😳

Originally posted by: Nilu.Dasuni

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he he have a look...its our golden boy...😳

Originally posted by: Xarina

Would you guys mind if I posted the original version of Ahem has a headache on here? It was very] mills and boon.

Originally posted by: RachP

Haaye, kya mardaana maskal hai!!!! 🤣🤣🤣

Originally posted by: SNS_fan101

of course u can xarina, this is the world of goham.. u can post anything related to goham! 😃 😛

Originally posted by: RachP

Where is this from? SPA?????????? It's picture perfect! 😳

He was greeted at the door by Meethi who offered her usual greeting. He just grunted. He didn't have the energy to reply. Both his mum and Kaki came into view and he just about managed to offer a salutation to them both. Then Gopi came into view and he nodded at her. She came to him, a concerned look crossing her pretty features as she surveyed him.

"Ahemji? Are you alright?" She asked before Kokila had a chance to ask.

"I just have a slight headache." He replied. He looked at his mom, "Mom, if it is alright with you I shall go upstairs and try and sleep it off." Kokila nodded. Gopi watched as Ahem slowly reached the bottom of the stairs and saw him sway slightly as he reached the second step and saw that he had grabbed the bannister tightly. I can't let him go up the steps alone, she thought and turned to Kokila.

"Maaji? May I see Ahemji up to our room? I will then come down and get some tablets for him." Kokila nodded. Gopi ran to the stairs and joined Ahem. She took his laptop bag from him and took his arm. He looked at her through a haze of pain. She was not 100% better and she was slight. But she was there to support him and thankful for her help he let her accompany him to the room.

As they entered the bedroom she put his bag down on to the table and then helped him off with his jacket and dropped it onto the chair. Ahem moved towards the sofa.

"Ahemji?" she stopped him and he turned towards her. "I think rather than you sleeping on the sofa you should sleep on the bed." He nodded and sat on the edge of the bed. Gopi helped him lie down and removed his shoes and socks and pulled the blanket over him. As you would do to a small child she reached out and touched his forehead and cheek. Both were hot. He was becoming feverish. "I shall go down and get you some painkillers." Ensuring that he was somewhat comfortable she left the room.

On arriving back with the painkillers, water and a simple snack she saw that he wasn't in bed. She turned towards the bathroom when she heard retching. Putting everything down she went to the bathroom door and tried it. He had locked it. She rapped on the door.

"Ahemji? Ahemji? Please open the door." She heard running water and could make out his form at the vanity. Finally he opened the door and looked down at her concerned face. "Ahemji, are you ok?" He nodded but she wasn't convinced. It was the first time she had seen him so pale. Leading him back to the bed and making him comfortable she poured some water and offered it to him. He took a small sip. She then picked up the plate of kichdi and offered it to him. "Gopi. I don't really feel like eating." Sensing that he would be awkward she sat on the bed beside him, took up a spoonful and offered it to him.

"Maaji says that before you can take the tablets you will have to eat. You can't take them on an empty stomach." Despite himself he took the first spoonful and allowed her to feed him until it was all finished. She then gave him the glass of water and the painkillers. As he lay back on the pillow she switched off the table lamp and gathered the plate. "Try and sleep now. I will come up later and massage your head." He closed his eyes. Gopi waited until his breathing changed, alerting her to the fact that he was sound asleep, then as quietly as she could she picked up the plate and slowly tiptoed out.

It was late evening by the time she returned. He was still asleep. She put down the bottle of sweet almond oil she had got from the kitchen. She had cleared it with Kokila that it was alright to take the oil and gave her reasons. Anything for the wellbeing of her son, she agreed happily. Gopi looked at the bed and thought to herself that if Ahem was sleeping on the bed she should not disturb him. In the dim darkness of the room she picked up her bedding and moved it to the sofa. She then picked up her night sari and went into the bathroom.

He stirred as she emerged from the bathroom.

"How are you feeling?" she asked. He sat up an switched on the light above the bed.

"Much better than before. Thank you." Gopi did her usual little nod and went and picked up the bottle of oil. "Is that for me?" he asked.

"Yes. I thought that it might help." Thankfully the tablets had taken the edge off the headache but he was happy to let Gopi massage his head. He sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. She placed one towel on the bed and sat him on it and made a little mound with the hand towel and placed it on the bed to her left. Pouring the oil into a little bowl she secured it in the middle of the mound and got on the bed behind him on her knees. She dipped her fingers into the oil and realised that if she used this method then that would take forever. So she picked up the bowl, got up higher on her knees and drizzled the oil onto his head and then quickly rubbed it in. Using her fingertips she worked the oil properly into his hair, ensuring that each strand was covered and then she began massaging. Starting at the crown her hands worked their way down to the nape of his neck and back to the crown again. Ahem closed his eyes. He had never had a head massage before and was beginning to like it. He lifted his head back and revelled as Gopi moved her fingers to his temples. She snuck a look at him from the dressing table mirror. He looked so relaxed. She afforded a little smile. It made her happy. Still looking into the mirror she massaged his forehead. Her fingers making little circular motions across his forehead before moving to the top of his head. As she continued with the scalp massage he felt the weirdest sensation ever. His head felt like there were a thousand ants crawling on his scalp and then a feeling like water was being poured over his head and he could feel the heaviness and the mugginess that had engulfed him lift. He opened his eyes and stared at the mirror in front of him. Gopi was still concentrating on massaging his head and for the first time that evening allowed himself a small smile. He saw the way that Gopi was so deeply involved in her task. And he loved her for it. His brow furrowed. "Was that right? He did love her. How that had happened he did not know. But he did. What would her reaction be to this bit of news?" he wondered. He quickly brushed those thoughts to the side. He was really enjoying the massage. In fact if he had been a tom cat he would be purring loudly by now and never leaving her side!

"Gopi? Thank you. That has really helped. The headache has almost gone. But can you also massage my neck and shoulders? They are painful as well." Gopi stopped what she was doing.

"OK." She put some more oil on her hands, went to apply it to his neck and stopped. "Ahemji?" He looked at her via the mirror and she looked back. "Um, you will need to remove your shirt. I don't want to get oil on it." With some hesitation he undid the buttons of his shirt and cuffs and took the shirt off and watched as Gopi gave another sly look through the mirror. Apparently liking what she saw. He smiled inwardly. He like the way she glanced at him through the mirror.

She applied the oil to his neck and spread her hands over his shoulders rubbing the liquid into his skin. Using her palms and thumbs she massaged from the base of the neck to the nape, back to the base and over the shoulders. She manipulated his head first one way as she rubbed the side of his neck and then did the other side, before returning to the back, continuing for a good twenty minutes or so. In her own way she was beginning to lose herself in what she was doing and didn't notice the slight pain she was experiencing in her fingers, but she brushed that feeling aside. She fingered a small scar on his right shoulder blade as she massaged his shoulders and upper back.

"How did you get this?" she asked, rubbing the scar in a circular motion. He remembered back to when he was a small boy.

"Believe it or not I got that from climbing off a wall. Mom had warned me not to climb it but I didn't listen. Anyway she caught me and shouted and I slid down flush with the wall. There was a nail sticking out on the wall and I managed to catch myself on it. There was so much blood that mom hauled me to the hospital. I needed a couple of stitches."

"Oh." Was all Gopi said and sank down on her knees.

Ahem's head snapped up. "Did she just do what I thought she did." He asked himself. He thought he felt the lightest of kisses on his scar. He saw her reach for some more oil. He turned quickly, grabbed her by the hands and quickly swung her round until she was lying in his lap. He looked into her face and saw the look of fear staring back at him and realised that he might have been scowling. "Did you just do what I thought you did?" he questioned her softly. She nodded. "Don't look so scared. I'm not going to bite. Why?" Gopi shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know." She looked down. "It was there. I didn't think and then next thing I ….." she faltered. He looked deep into those brown eyes and practically lost himself. "Ahemji? Ahemji? He shook himself out of his reverie. "Will you let me up? Please. I might fall." He helped her up but instead of letting her go he sat her carefully on his lap. With both her leg and arm in bandages he had to be careful how he handled her. He looked at her arm and felt guilty. She had set aside her discomfort because of her injuries and ensured his wellbeing. He took her hand in his and massaged her fingers, palms and wrist. "Ahemji? What are you doing? She tried to pull her hand away but he held on.

"Don't pull away from me. I won't hurt you." He assured her. She relaxed a little and allowed him to massage her hand. His hands then moved up her arm until they finally reached the pins in her night sari and removed the pallu from her shoulder and then unfurled the rest of the sari. He shifted her slightly on his lap so that he could remove the sari and threw it aside. He looked at her. "Why don't you sit across my lap?" he instructed, "like this but tell me if it starts to pain you." He helped her up, hitched up her underskirt and helped her to straddle her lap. "How's that?" he asked.

"Painful." She replied. Gently he helped her off and moved further back onto the bed. He motioned for her to join him and helped her to straddle his lap. And placed her legs on either side of him so that she could kneel over him. He then put his hands on her lower back and pulled her towards him. She steadied herself by holding onto his shoulders. Once she felt comfortable she moved her hands to his head and ran her fingers through his hair, massaging, caressing and then moving down to the back of his neck, his shoulders and his upper back. Continuing the task she had undertaken. He pulled her up higher on his lap and dipped his head and rested it on her bosom, closed his eyes and breathed in. He enjoyed her scent and the softness she provided there. Deliberately he nuzzled at her through the fabric of her blouse. Momentarily her hands stopped their ministrations and a doubt crossed his mind as to whether he should continue but she gave him her answer by resuming her attention on his shoulders and neck. He reached and unhooked her blouse and threw it on the floor. Closely followed by her bra. His hands moved up and down her back, mimicking the actions of her hands. He then hugged her bringing her that little bit closer allowing him to kiss first one breast than the other moving back and forth like a pendulum. Gopi sat on her Ahemji's lap and let a whole new set of feelings wash over her. He stopped suddenly. Part of her wanted to complain, take his head in her hands and bring him back to her bosom but she knew that he did not stop for any reason. Supporting her from behind, he moved off the bed, stood up and set her on the floor gently. He released her from her underskirt, allowing it to pool at her feet and helped her to step out if it. He then laid her on the bed, undressed and got on the bed with her. She sat up and tried to cover herself. It was all becoming a bit too real for her. Consternation showed on her face. "Is there something wrong?" he asked. Gopi looked at him. Fear showing in her eyes. She fought to get the words out.

"Ahemji," she finally said softly. She looked down momentarily and then looked at him again. "I am scared." He moved closer to her and held her hands. And used his thumbs to massage small circles in them. Nothing was said for quite a while. Finally he spoke.

"This is something new to me as well, Gopi. It is something I have read and dreamed about but I don't want to make you do anything that you are comfortable with. But if you want me to stop, then I'll understand." He leaned forward slightly. "Do you want me to stop?" Gopi shook her head and looked up finding herself agonisingly close to his lips. She shook her head.

Moving closer Ahem brushed his lips on Gopi's forehead. He moved slowly from her forehead until he reached her lips and kissed her, encouraging her to join him. He sucked on her lower lip and nipped at it. He pushed her back onto the bed, kissing her all the way until she was prone. Gently he placed his body over hers and continued to kiss her. He stroked her forehead, her cheeks, and her temples. He wanted to create the same feelings in her that she would remember. As she lifted her hands to caress his face he held her hands on either side of her head and dipped his head moving lower down her body reaching her neck.

He trailed kisses down her, between her breasts and caressed each tip with his tongue before finally taking one in his mouth and sucking hard. He changed sides and Gopi felt the cold air on her and then the sensation of his hot mouth on the other breast. He moved his hands to where his mouth was, making Gopi catch her breath and moan softly. He pinched and kneaded each one, making her moan out in pleasure. All of a sudden she stiffened and called his name. He looked up at her face and saw that she was close but he did not want to rush things and gently soothed her down from that special place she was about to reach. He moved back up her body and took her in his arms, holding her close to him until she relaxed. He lay down next to her and felt her tremble. With slow and deliberate strokes he moved his free hand over her body. He concentrated on the bare skin of her stomach, breasts and thighs. Running his fingertips over her most sensitive areas while all the time looking at her face. Noticing every moan, every little gasp, the way she bit her lower lip to stop herself from moaning loudly. She closed her eyes. Letting a totally different feeling build up in her. She heard Ahem's voice in her ear.

"Don't close your eyes. I want to see into them. See how you react to my touch." She opened her eyes to find him on his side propping himself looking down at her with such wonderment and continued with his attentions to her breasts. With his thumb he flicked the tip and lightly grazed the breast. Gopi reared up to his touch and his mouth freed what his hand was doing and moved further down her body to the last piece of clothing she wore. As he sucked hard her hands ran through his oiled hair, holding him to her. Her mind filled with feelings of joy and apprehension and need building in her.

He moved over her now. Making little thrusting movements, imitating the very actions that their lovemaking would amount to. With each move Gopi held onto him tight, moving with him. With each thrust he sensed the change in her breathing; the eyes begin to glaze until she arched her back. He trailed kisses down her body. From the tips of her breasts, working down her ribcage, to her stomach stopping just at the top of her underwear before he finally decided to remove that as well and lay atop of her. He then took positioned himself between her and pushed forward. He put his hands on either side of her torso, propped himself up and looked directly in her eyes and pushed again, finding resistance and pushing past it. Gopi threw her head back and cried out in pain, shutting her eyes. He stilled. Afraid at first. Wondering whether to continue. But then remembered what he had read and the need not to rush things.

"Gopi?" He asked gently, bringing her out of her thoughts. She opened her eyes.

"I'm alright," she whispered.

"Slowly!" He reassured. She nodded. He lowered his head and kissed her. Tracing the outline of her lips with his tongue until finally slipping into her mouth and explored it. He felt pleasantly surprised that she too was taking an active part as she responded. He felt her slowly beginning to relax and pushed forward a little at a time until he was totally sheathed. He stayed there for a bit while she got used to him and then slowly started moving back and forth. Increasing the tempo from slow and deliberate to fast and abandoned with her practically copying his every move. He worried for the slightest of moments as to whether she would be a screamer or a moaner. In his mind's eye he was running as if it was a matter of life or death, taking Gopi with him. Reaching the top of the snow capped mountain and taking that leap into nothing. He felt Gopi stiffen under him and joined her in his release as well. She moaned loudly and lifted her head up and bit into his shoulder as he brought his head down at the same time and bit into her shoulder and then collapsed on top of her burying his head into her neck.

For a long time the room reverberated with the sounds of their breathing as it slowly became normal. Ahem lifted his head. Gopi had her arms around him and was stroking his back. He then realised that he had his whole body weight on her slight frame and quickly moved to get off. She held on to him.

"Ahemji?" she finally spoke, "please don't move away so soon."

"Are you sure? I shouldn't cause you any further pain."

"There is no pain." She stated simply and kissed him. She looked into his face and then her eye settled on the red bite mark on his shoulder. She touched it gently. "Oh dear." She looked worried. He looked and smiled.

"There is no need to worry." He saw the mark he had left. "You have one too."

"I didn't even feel it." She said. "Did you jump off the mountain as well?" she asked in all innocence. He looked at her startled for a while and then smiled.

"Why do you say that?" he asked bemused.

"Because that is what I saw. It was almost like a dream. I was running and then jumped off and just floated in the air." She ran her fingers along his jawline.

"Exactly the same." He spoke smoothing her hair away from her forehead and felt himself stirring again. "Shall we go there again?" Gopi nodded her head, mentally took his hand and joined up on the delicious climb to the top.

Ahem woke in the morning to the sun streaming into the room and looked at Gopi. She had her back to him and from her breathing he deduced that she was sleeping. He snuggled up behind her and put his hands around her pulling her close to him.

"Mmm." She replied, contented.

"Good morning." He whispered and kissed her cheek.

"Good morning," she replied and went to turn around.

"No. Stay where you are." His arms folded under her breasts and he kissed her shoulder, ready to enjoy her again.

"Ahem!" he heard his mother's shocked voice and quickly sat up to face her. Gopi hid underneath the sheet. He realised that the sheet could not hide what he was in the process of doing and quickly took his pillow and placed it gingerly on his lap. Two spots of colour on his cheeks were the only indication of his obvious discomfort at being disturbed. Kokila turned her back to him. If she was annoyed it was more because the sheets were covered in oil. "I came to see how your headache is but I can see now that you are fine." She headed for the door.

"Thanks, mom. We'll be down shortly." He called after her. She stopped at the door.

"Hmmm. No need to rush. I will see you both when you are ready." She shut the door as she went out.

Ahem threw the pillow to the end of the bed, lifted up the sheet and joined Gopi.

"Coward." He smiled.