ArHi FF:Then you look at me... Pt.19on Pg.140 - Page 80

Originally posted by: -Dee-

"yeh.. phati sari kahe humara dialogue churaiye ke.. humar jokig jokig joking kar rahi hain.."

I think mami was thinking the same when she rushed to nani so that she can 'complainwa' against her. Yet I don't know what she might call khushi.. she's not fati sari in this.. hehehe..PJ? I know..😆

Please Continue Soon.
Thanks for the pm.

Love,
Dee.

As Khushi entered Arnav's room, she found his room empty. She was about to leave in search of him when she heard the shower running. She sighed and turned on the music system, tuning into some radio channel. Her favorite song, at present, "Love you like a love song..." blared.

Arnav frowned as he heard the music amidst the running water. What he could more clearly hear was her, singing along. He was angry, and all she could think of, was some damn song?! He wore his track pants, and slung the towel on his shoulders as he opened the bathroom door, leaning on the doorjamb. He watched as Khushi was totally immersed in the song.

Arnav tilted his head to look at her hips, as she jerked them rhythmically, a devilish glint taking place the angry one in his eyes.

Khushi turned around and smiled, as she saw him. She saw a flicker of something else in his eyes, before he masked it with an expression of indifference, and her smile faltered. Her breath hitched as she noticed his bare upper half. She took in the Grecian form of her fiance with hooded eyes, and felt a blush spread from her head to toe.

Arnav smirked as he noticed this, and he started moving towards her. Khushi wanted to step back, but her feet somehow stayed rooted to the floor. She closed her eyes as he brushed her cheek with the back of his hand, making her blush even darker. He cupped her face with his hand and bent forward, his hot breath fanning her already heated face. Her lips quivered in expectation of his kiss. But he still didn't kiss her.

When Khushi opened her eyes, curious as to why his lips hadn't yet touched hers, she found Arnav's warm, brown eyes, almost black with. . . . . . Desire. Yes desire, it was. She wondered for a moment if her eyes had darkened too, before his lips started its onslaught on hers.

He was angry, and it showed in his kiss, as he mercilessly bit her lower lip, making her whimper in pleasure, and she held on to his broad shoulders for her dear life. He eased down a notch, mistaking her whimper to be the one of pain, and pressed her against himself, for her legs seemed to give away. Her hands moved down to his chest, abs, and back to chest, as he lifted her off the ground, making her hitch her legs around him, and Khushi removed the towel from around his neck. Their tongues were eagerly seeking each and every crevice of the other's mouth.

As Arnav put her down on his bed, settling himself against her, so that she felt his body pressed against hers, but didn't feel his entire weight, he broke his kiss and started trailing wet kisses on her throat. Khushi's foot involuntarily started to move up and down on Arnav's muscular calves and reached his hips when he grunted and rolled over, his one hand on her breast and the other on her hip, kneading them, making her moan with pleasure.

Khushi couldn't believe that this was her, as a strong wave of desire took over her. She rolled over, pulling him on top of her, reveling under the weight of her Arnav. She practically seemed to shiver with desire, as he started kissing her cleavage, nipping at the creamy flesh there.

"Arnav!!" she breathed out his name, tugging at the thick mane of his hair, as their hips started to grind together. As his lips got busy in pleasuring her breasts, the frequency of "Arnav!!" increased, managing to turn him on even more! He pulled back, not trusting himself to stop if they continued this any further. But the view of her heaving chest didn't seem to help him. So he hid his face at the crook of her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of his Khushi, and Khushi in turn, hugged him tight.

As their breathing slowly returned back to normal, Khushi whispered, "Arnav... I love you..."

Arnav pulled back and Khushi could see the love for her in his eyes. When he kissed her again, she flinched and Arnav pulled back to see a cut on her lower lip. "I was too harsh, wasn't I??" he asked, as he stared at her lips intently, guilt written all over his face.

"You were angry'" Khushi tried to justify him.

"That's a lame excuse. . ." Arnav whispered as he kissed her lips tenderly.

This time, Khushi didn't mind the light stinging as she kissed him back, thinking how he was increasing the intimacy between them slowly, step-by-step. And she couldn't help but smile to herself for having such a caring life partner.

They sat up, with Khushi on his lap. "You aren't angry on me, right?" She asked, as she buttoned her shirt, before resting her head on his shoulder, stroking his chest.

Arnav seemed irritated when he remembered that. "I was never angry on you!! No!! You know what, I am angry on you! What was that?? Why wouldn't you let me talk??!!" he asked.

"I'd have let you. If you wanted to talk. But I'm pretty sure that is not what you would have done." Khushi said. Arnav huffed and looked down at her hands which he was holding.

"Look Arnav. . . . Whatever she may be, she is elder to us. It's our duty to respect her." Khushi consoled him in soothing words, referring to Mamiji.

Arnav mumbled something about her not deserving an ounce of respect.

"Arnav. . ." Khushi said in a warning tone and Arnav muttered, "Okay, fine!!!"

---ooo---

They had to join everybody for dinner. And after dinner, Payal and Khushi were soon ready to leave. Arnav and Aakash dropped their respective fiances home in two separate cars, not wanting to intrude with the other couple, and not really wanting any intrusion themselves.

Khushi kissed Arnav good night, and as she waved him off with a loving smile on her face, she saw Payal having the same smile on her face. The sisters smiled at each other and entered their home, feeling happy for each other and themselves too.

---ooo---

The next day, Khushi really didn't have a mind to attend the class. So she reached Arnav's office, to find him pounding his laptop mercilessly when she entered his office.

"Khushi?!" He exclaimed when he saw her. After the initial hug and kisses, he asked, "Wait. . . . Aren't you supposed to be in your class??"

"I didn't have a mind to attend class today." Khushi said with a sheepish smile. "Are you busy? I mean, I can go if you're busy. . ." She said her voice uncertain.

Arnav clucked his tongue and gave her a disdainful look, "You seriously think I'd let go of any opportunity to spend more time with you?? It's just that your career is more important, you know. Besides, we will meet tonight, right??"

Khushi pouted as she stared at him with accusing eyes, and said "I hate you!!"

"Aahh. . .Is it now? I remember you telling me that you loved me after. . . . ." He said and looked at the telltale blush spread over her face, as she suddenly became all flustered. "So if that means, I have to remind you how much you love me, by getting intimate. . . . . ."

"Arnav!!!" Khushi stopped him before he turned her into a puddle of goo, just by his words! But as she left, she turned at the door, and said in an acerbic voice, "I still hate you!!"

Arnav tilted his head and considered her from head to toe. And Khushi noted that this was the look he gave her when he had something on his mind.

"Go learn something, child. We'll see about your hate tonight. . ." he said, his eyes telling her, she was in biiig trouble tonight. Not that she minded it in particular.

---ooo---

That evening, Arnav took her to his farmhouse.

"Arnav. . . Not that I mind it, but why do you always take us to places where it's just us??" Khushi quizzed.

Arnav chuckled and answered, "Don't worry, child. I won't murder you!"

"Oh don't I know that?!" Khushi huffed an answer.

As she entered the big mansion, she took in the romantic setup made by the fireplace, which already had a crackling fire in it.

She remembered where he had stopped yesterday when they had. . . . . . . . So today would be a step ahead. She shivered at just the thought, only to be surrounded by a pair of muscled arms, "Will you do me a favor?" Arnav whispered at her ear and kissed her earlobe.

Khushi shuddered, but replied, "Anything."

"Go to that room. . ." He pointed at a door in front of them.

"I. . . . I was designing, and all I could think of, was this!!" He said, tightening his arms around her.

"So I designed it just for you. Will you model it for me??" he asked.

Khushi nodded as she turned to him , and on a second thought asked, "But the size??"

Arnav's eyebrows rose, as he replied, "Trust me! I know!!"

Khushi blushed again and went to the said room.

Khushi was awed when she looked at the dress. It was a black gown, with intricate silver patterns on it, and it left her shoulders, and the top of her back, open for view.

She mentally thanked Payal for giving her some makeup lessons, just the previous night, even though Khushi was least interested in it. Also, Payal had insisted that Khushi must carry the basic things required for makeup. And these "basic" things was a long list of foundation, blush, eyeshadow, powder, and a lipstick. Payal had given a concession on concealer, as Khushi had nothing to conceal on her face.

Khushi put all her knowledge on makeup, which wasn't much, to get ready for her first date with her fiance. . . . . . . . .

Precap: Arnav and Khushi's first date!!! 😉

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