Chapter 1

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EXPELLIARMUS

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A/N:My version of Arnav and Khushi's wedding night, without Shyam, the cameras or any knocks on doors.Hope you like it!

Suhag Raat, Uninterrupted.

Arnav carried Khushi into their bedroom and placed her on the bed.

"Tum theek ho?"

He didn't really know why he was asking her that. It just seemed like the correct dialogue at this point.

"I'm fine, Arnavji.." Khushi blushed.

Arnav leaned towards her and kissed her forehead, then straightened up and looked around.

Everything had been done according to his specifications.

Bouquets of orchids and a few candles shimmering on various surfaces, check.

Strawberries and Mango Lassi, check.

Black satin sheets on the bed, check.

His gift for Khushi on the nightstand, check.

Yes, everything was ready, and most importantly, he was ready.

This was his wedding night, and he had waited for it from one year.

Nothing could go wrong.

Tonight, he would do it, and there was nothing that could stop him.

Everyone thought they had done it in the farmhouse, but what they didn't know was that right after the first kiss, Khushi had fallen asleep in a taekwondo pose.

He wouldn't let that happen today.

Which was why there were no fish, no dolls, and no item numbers playing on the stereo.

He was Arnav Singh Raizada, and tonight he would do it, dammit!

Khushi looked at Arnavji and thought about the night ahead.

Everything was ready.

Tonight she would make sure she had his complete, undivided attention.

She would leave her hair loose, wear red, and never turn away when he was speaking to her.

She had waited for this for so long, and tonight she would do it.

She knew Arnavji thought she had fallen asleep in the farmhouse, but she had just pretended to fall asleep.

She had wanted to wait till her wedding night to do it.

She was Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada, and tonight she would do it, Jalebi ki kasam!

Arnav sat down beside Khushi and stared. First item on agenda, remove the jewellery. He didn't want any inconvenient poking at inconvenient times.

He reached for her forehead and removed her maang-tikka.

Khushi trembled under his touch.

Arnav thought he might as well take care of her dupatta and hairpins while he was up there and removed both.

"I've waited for this moment for so long..."

"Me too, Arnavji."

He touched her neck lightly and unclasped her necklace.

"I can't believe this night is finally here.."

"Me neither, Arnavji"

He leaned towards her, kissed one ear, and removed the earring.

Khushi shivered all over now.

He repeated his action on the other ear.

"I still can't grasp that you are finally mine.."

"Me neither, Arnavji."

He removed her bangles, one by one.

"I've waited for this moment for so long.."

"You already said that, Arnavji."

"What the! Oh ok...I can't wait anymore, Khushi."

"Neither can I, Arnavji."

They stared at each other in the candlelight.

Rabba vey in the background.

Arnav decided this was the moment, and leaned forward to kiss her.

"I love you, Khushi.."

Khushi decided this was the moment, and leaning backwards, said..

"Are you leaving the show, Arnavji?"

"WHAT??!! Unbelievable!"

"I need to know, Arnavji. I've been waiting for so long..."

"You were talking about that?! I was talking about se...consumma...doing...Oh never mind! You are unbelievable, Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada!"

"Arnavji, you have no idea what happened on IF over the weekend.

I have to know the truth, once and for all. I can't go ahead with anything else till I know. You see, it all started with Bee_News, she said..."

"I don't care! I don't care about anything! I have to do it today! I don't want to hear anything else till I have torn the Kumari from your name and firmly attached Singh Raizada to it, dammit!"

"But Arnavji, this is important! What if I do it with you today and you're gone tomorrow? What will I do then? The ChaarCats also gave this statement, and later took it back, and then there were pictures..."

"Stop it! I don't care about any cats, unless its your pu... Oh, never mind, you won't understand anyway. I'm not going to answer any questions!"

"Well then, I'm not taking anything else off until you answer. Are you leaving the show?"

Arnav grit his teeth, and clenched his hands. He looked at his stubborn wife and decided to try a different strategy. IF was always writing about bringing back his shaatir dimaag anyway.

"All right, if you don't want to remove anything, could you wear something instead?"

Khushi thought about this. What could be the harm in wearing something?

She took the gift wrapped package he handed her and disappeared into the bathroom.

Arnav waited impatiently. Surely his gift would take her mind off her question?

He turned around as the bathroom door opened, and saw her standing there, her arms wrapped around herself.

His breath stopped, just like his Di had said.

Dammit! Why was he thinking of Di at a time like this?

He looked at Khushi again, wearing the red silk nightgown with the tiny straps that he had ordered specially for her.

His...heart swelled with pride.

Khushi was beautiful, and all his.

He took one step toward her, she took one back.

They continued till she hit the wall. They did this perfectly, because they had lots of practice from the past 350+ episodes.

He put one arm on either side of her and caged her in.

He leaned forward till he almost touched her lips and whispered..

"I want you, Khushi.."

"I want an answer, Arnavji."

Arnav hit his head against the wall.

"You haven't forgotten that? I'm not going to answer! Never, never, never!"

"Then I'm not letting you touch me. Ever, ever, ever!"

Arnav turned and walked away.

He had to calm down. This was his wedding night, and he wasn't letting bloody IF and their kostins stop him from doing it!

Khushi thought about it, and decided on another approach.

Those IF members were always saying that she should use her brains, this would show them!

She went up to Arnav and hugged him from behind.

Arnav stiffened. All of him.

She whispered "Get under the blanket with me , Arnavji."

Arnav got under the blanket faster than Lakshmi ran after HP.

Why was he thinking of HP now, dammit!

Khushi got under the blanket too.

She snuggled in close to Arnav, and stroked his face gently.

Arnav thanked all the Gods he didn't believe in that he was finally getting his heart's desire, and leaned down to kiss her.

Her lips were soft, softer than Nani's pooris...

Dammit, why the heck was he thinking about Nani now!!

Khushi lost herself in the wonderful sensation of kissing her laad gavernor. Her hands fisted in his hair, and her eyes closed in bliss.

Arnav ended the kiss, and looked at Khushi.

Her face was pink. her breathing was fast, and he was ready.

Very ready.

More ready than ever.

Really ready.

He leaned down to kiss her again.

His lips met the pillow instead.

"Khushi! Why are you sitting up with the laptop, dammit!"

"I am waiting to know if you are leaving the show. And then I have to post it on IF. I am Khushi_ki_raat, remember?"

Arnav Singh Raizada had had enough.

This was too much.

He had survived a kidnapping, a disgusting brother-in-law , his Di's river of tears, and Dadi's hand, but he wasn't sure he could live through another night of not doing it.

He had finally snapped.

He jumped on Khushi, pulled her on to the bed, and held her down with his body.

Star Plus has blocked this part of the scene in all countries except Antartica.

The morning after...

Khushi awoke to a feeling of warmth and contentment like never before.

She opened her eyes and blinked at the sunlight streaming in from the open window.

A shirtless Arnavji held her from the back as he slept.

She blushed as she remembered last night..who knew it would be so pleasurable?

Arnav awoke to a feeling that he had never felt before either.

He realised Khushi was awake, and turned her to face him.

"Good Morning, Arnavji"

Arnav remained silent as he took in his wife's morning appearance.

"Arnavji, why are you not saying anything? Did I..did you...didn't you like last night?

Khushi panicked as he still remained silent.

"What is wrong, Arnavji? Was it that bad? Did I use my hands in the wrong way? Was the pressure not right? Or the movements?"

Arnav maintained his lips-are-sealed policy.

"Arnavji, you are scaring me now. Did I do too little? Or too much?

Or was there too little wetness? Or too much?"

Arnav continued his statue impersonation.

"Arnavji please tell me what I did wrong! I will learn how to do it right, I promise!"

More silence.

"Arnavji! Please tell me.. I thought it was perfect! I wanted our wedding night to be perfect! Please talk to me..say something!"

Arnav took his arms from around her and sat up.

"What exactly do you want me to say about a wedding night that was spent with you giving me a Chameli-oil head massage, Khushi?

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Thank you all for reading!

If you have read my previous stories, then you know how I like to change certain unpleasant aspects of IPK and try to make them funny.

So let me ask you this, if you could change something about the show, any episode/ plot/ event, what would it be?

Let me know, and I'll try to write it in an OS!

I can't promise it will be funny, but I'll attempt it anyway.

My Index: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/topic/3220559

EXPELLIARMUS2013-05-17 22:59:43