A job for Khushi - OS

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This is random, total nonsensical OS - Read at your own risk :)

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Should she talk to him? Should she broach the topic with her husband today? Khushi was walking in her room, pondering in an agitated state of mind. Finally deciding to bite the bullet, she approached her husband who was furiously pounding at the computer by the poolside.

"Arnavji.." approached Khushi
"Hmm" came his non committal reply
"Arnavji I need to talk to you'"
"Ya, I am listening" he said without lifting his eyes off his laptop..

"Woh Arnavji, I was thinking since many days to do something. I wanted to take up some kind of work. I have so much time on my hands and wanted to something worthwhile..."

"OK'" he said

"Arnavji are you even listening to me?" Khushi pouted at her husband who was still looking at the computer

"Ya, I am listening...continue'" he said his eyes glued to his laptop

"So as I was saying I want to do some work, take up some kind of a job." she said in a defiant tone.

"Ok come to AR Fashions, we can find something for you to do there..some kind of admin or accounting work.." he said

"No.. No.. Arnavji I want to do something with my own hands. See, I liked the tiffin service, I got make food with my own hands. I also loved making diyas with Lavanyaji that we did by ourselves...

"I want to do some kind of hand job.." she naively said

That got his  full attention, his eyes jerked up at her words "What the!! What did you just say?"

"What do you mean what the Arnavji.. You heard what I said. And I am going to do it, no matter what you say." she said her voice rising defiantly

Khushi did you just say you want to do a 'hand job'??? he asked incredulously 

"YES!! so what!!  Is it a crime? And not necessarily a hand job, any job will do, but I prefer to do something to do with my hands..."  

"Not necessarily a hand job... any job will do'" he repeated her words, trying hard to smother his laughter at what she was saying

"And why suddenly this need to do er..a job ?" he asked with mischief sparking in his eyes 

"Arnavji, you didn't listen to a single word I said earlier! Fine I will repeat for you! I have so much time and energy during the day, i thought i should do something different...

"yes, preferably with your hands..something different.." Arnav completed with a wide smirk, his imagination getting more wilder by the minute..

Khushi frowned..something was not right, why was this laat governor smirking so much...

"And when would you do er.. 'this job' Khushi? What if it starts interfering in our lives?" Arnav asked further keeping a straight face

"Oh don't worry at all, I will do it during the day time. It won't disturb our life I promise. When you come back in the evening, everything will the same, I won't get tired..." she said earnestly trying to convince her husband

"I see" he muttered closing his laptop and getting up. "Let's go Khushi" he said, taking her by her hand and pulling her in their room.

"Where  are we going Arnavji? asked Khushi feeling utterly confused

"Well Khushi, I have a 'job' for you to do," he said with full blown laughter, a naughty look gleaming in his eyes as he pulled her inside and shut the doors..

Engaged! Khushi's Sweet Payment

Set after Arnav and Khushi are engaged.  A series of OS based on that premise

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Khushi & Arnav’s wedding is less than a week away...Arnav was in a cranky mood since a few days. He and Khushi had a trivial argument few days ago and now Khushi was teasing him past couple of days. Flirting with him, finding excuses to hold his hand, touch him, be so near him that he could smell her sweet fragrance...but everything when there were people around and disappearing fast at any prospects of them being alone...He definitely was not in the most happy mood since past couple of days and Miss KKG was getting away with all this...well not for long if he could help it!

Khushi was in one of the guest rooms getting ready for going to the temple for pooja with his Di, Payal & Nani..and he here was pacing up and down thinking about how to get Khushi alone...when an opportunity presented itself.

Di was calling for Payal...”Payalji, can you take this saree for Khushi, she is waiting for it...”. Arnav gave a slow wicked smile...before Payal could reply anything back..he got up and took the saree from Di. “Di, let Payal rest, I will take the saree to Khushi” “But Chotte...you..” “It’s OK, Di...” and before she could reply anything back, he started walking towards the guest room with a slow smile spreading on his face.

He knocked the room, Khushi was in. “Jiji?” Khushi asked and opened the door a little bit with her hand outstretched. Arnav caressed her outstretched hand and Khushi got startled. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he pushed the door open, entered in the room and locked it. Khushi, standing in a red color tight choli and red color petticoat, got startled and stammered ”Aa--Aap?”

 Arnav locked the door and slowly turned around thoroughly looking at Khushi from top to bottom, taking in her open neat hair, which he was going to love to dishevelle, temping pink luscious lips... her swan like milky neck..the top of her firm rounded breasts, emphasised by the red tight-fitting choli, her petite fair waist, which he could just span so easily with his both hands and the gentle curve of her hips hidden by the petticoat..Desire kicked in with a vengeance...

“Aap? what are you doing here? Give me my saree...?” Khushi said..

Listening to her speak, got him out his reverie. He put the saree next to the table next to him and slowly looked up at her face..”Saree chahiye? Sure....Come here and pay for it?” he said

“Pay for it? What payment?” She hesitantly asked...

“Come here and kiss me...a kiss...for your saree” he smirkingly asked

“No...I am not doing that” she replied back

 As you wish KKG !...In that case, I am taking the saree and leaving, you can stay here..”and he started to turn around..

“Wait, Please Wait..Ok fine!”  She muttered. She nervously walked towards him..went close to him and gave him a kiss on his cheek.

“OK, now give me my sare”. she murmured

“For that I can give you a small corner of your saree!”...he said flatly

She closed her eys and kissed him quickly on his lips and then expectantly looked at him for her saree..

“Do you only want the ‘pallu’? Come on you can do better than that...Don’t you remember how I kiss you Khushi? One hand on the back of your neck, buried in your hair..the other hand on the back of your spine...slowly moving my hips..so you can feel the effect your kisses have on me...my lips open on yours...my tounge inside your mouth”...

“Stop please” Khushi gasped. She knew Arnav was knowingly doing this..he knew the effect he had on her and he was purposely making love with her through his words...she could easily imagine his body next to hers.. could feel him kissing her..could taste those lips...she burned in desire..Well...she would not give in so easily!

She slowly came even closer to him..leaned in closer to his body..one hand on the nape of his neck, and other slowly behind him as if going to the base of his spine...and then quickly she grabbed the saree from the table behind him and made a dash for it.

Arnav smirked! He would not be Arnav Singh Raizada, if he had not anticipated this. He knew Khushi well enough and was quick for her. Before she could run for it, he caught her by her bare waist and brought him close to his body, her back to his chest, he slowly took Khushi near the dressing mirror. With him still behind her, him looking in her eyes through the mirror , he bent down...and kissed her neck and whispered in her ears...”You shouldn’t have done that Khushi, you shouldn’t have tried to cheat...the stakes have just been upped...” and with that he caressed her neck, moved lower grazed her upper breast and then slowly started unbuttoning her choli, one button by one...without breaking the eye lock gazing straight into her eyes. He removed her choli and threw it down. He unhooked her bra and cast that aside too...His gaze steadily looking at Khushi all the time...and now those brown eyes starting to burn with desire as he saw her standing pretty and pert in the mirror. “Kiss me now Khushi!” he whispered

Khushi’s breath hitched...she couldn’t seem to get enough air, couldn’t seem to hide from the intense gaze that seem to burn her. Slowly she turned around. She could feel his shirt buttons on her sensitive skin. She wanted him to touch her, kiss her but he was not moving. She couldn’t contain it any more. She reached out to hold on to the side of his face and leaned in to kiss him. Gently nibbling his bottom lip, and slowly pushing her tounge inside his mouth, exploring his mouth...

Arnav groaned! This was so sweet, but not nearly enough! He wanted to push his hands inside her petticoat and explore her..he wanted to know her without any clothes...he wanted to...He willed himself to  stop this train of thoughts... Reluctantly he moved Khushi away from him. 

But Khushi had other ideas... She turned around so that her back was touching his chest. she whispered,  "No Arnavji..I don’t cheat....” Looking at him straight in the eyes through the mirror, she brought his hands and placed  them on her breast.. she slowly started rubbing her hips against him...

Arnav groaned alound and his breathing turned harsh...” Khushi..what are you trying to do..” But Khushi interrupted him and walked away from him to get her saree...

Smiling sweetly she asked him “Hope that was payment enough for my saree? ” and with that, she quickly grabbed her saree and rushed into the bathroom and locked the door...

Hope you enjoyed!! Please comment! Motivates me to write more..

OS- Kissing Game

Short OS based on the episode where Aranv challenges Khushi to kiss him back..

Arnav: So Khushi, are you sure, you will be able to do everything I do?

Khushi: Hesitantly, yes

Arnav Slowly leans forward and kisses her and then smiles and says now your turn!

Khushi is shocked and flabbergasted...She stammers...yeh yeh kya kiya aapne?

Arnav: You want me to show you again, what I did? And smirks...Now your turn KKG!

Khushi: No. No I can't do that. She stammers..and starts walking back

Arnav: so then you lost. You admit, you can't do everything that I do. I already knew that, why don't you just admit it? He smirkingly says trying to rally her.

Khushi is walking back and hearing this stops. I did not loose! I can still do everything you can do!

Arnav: In that case, I am waiting. Come here.. you know what to do.

Khushi raises her chin a fraction and tremblingly walks towards him. Her heart is going haywire. Hey DM, please help me, she prays. Arnav's heart skips a beat as he sees her walking towards him. Dear god, would she actually do it? Khushi is nervously walking towards him and stops in front of him. She is nervously trembling and Arnav intensely looking into her eyes is not making it easy for her. She leans forward to get it done and over with, but last minute gets cold feet and backs out..."No, No, I can do it, but I am not going to." She says trying to save face.

Arnav looks at her and starts smiling.."Khushi, let me make it a little easy for you.I will give you one more option. Either do what I did. Or say that you can't do everything I do and admit your defeat" Or Answer some questions I ask with full honesty.

Khushi thinks to herself, damn if she would admit her defeat. Well answering questions may not be so bad. OK I will answer your questions, she says

Arnav: Good, let's start. What's my name

K is perplexed, what an easy question, she thinks. She confidently replies Arnav Singh Riazada..

Arnav: and it starts with?

Khushi hesitates and then says A..

A smirks and says good. Now next question...What did I do just now to you to that you couldn't do back

Khushi swallows. What kind of Question is this? You know the answer..I am not answering.

Arnav: Rules of the game is you need to answer any Qs I ask, honestly. I am waiting Ms. KKG.

Khushi: hearts beating very fast...and slowly nervously mutters..I..You..You kissed me...and starts blushing..

Arnav: OK, So when I kissed you, you felt bad, that a rakshash kissed you...

Khushi: Nahi...

Arnav: cut her off mid sentence..so then  you felt happy that I kissed you..

Khushi: No No...now fiercely blushing..

Arnav: Tell me Khushi, how you feel, when my lips touched your cheeks.

Khushi: Woh hum..Hum..I got acidity and dhak dhak

Arnav: what??

Khushi: My heart starts beating very fast when you are near..you know acidity and dhak dhak.

Humein jaana hai..she mutters..

Arnav: Smiles even more broadly..and thinks to himself..Good to know. "I am not done Khushi..and holds her hand and pulls her closer. Tell me Khushi, if I kiss you again on your lips this time..will you slap me?

Khushi: can no longer look at him..she looks down and mutters in a small voice...No..

Arnav: Slowly lifts her chin with his finger, so that she meets his gaze and whispers..I am glad, cause that's exactly what I intend to do..and kisses her deeply

OS - Do you trust me?

Prologue : Khushi and Arnav had a passionate encounter after the sangeet night and Khushi had been avoiding Arnav since then.. (Adapted from one of the SS I am writing).

It was just one week before the wedding, and a lot of work to be done. Khushi & Payal reached RM for some rituals. When they reached there, everybody was very busy in the preparations. Anjali asked Payal to get ready for the pooja and asked Khushi to get some flowers from Arnav's room as she and Payal needed to leave for a pooja. Khushi immediately panicked! She said, "Anjaliji, hum nahi, aap le aiye".
Anjli started laughing, "Khushiji, chote aap ko kha to nahi jayenge. Aur waise bhi woh business trip pe gaye hai. Woh kal anne wale hai. Aap please le aayo"

Hearing this Khushi felt a little better. She slowly walked to Arnav's room. The moment she reached his room, she panicked again. She gulped and focused on what she needed to get for Anjaliji. 

Arnav slammed his car door and entered his home. Nothing was going right this past few days.  He was perpetually in a bad mood and wearing a scowl all the time. Maybe it was time to have a meeting with Ms. Khushi Kumari Gupta he thought, and with that he entered his room. And right in front of his was the object of his thoughts, picking some flowers, unaware of his presence...yet.

With a wicked smile slowly spreading over his face, he closed his door. He called out to her name.  Khushi was lost in thoughts and on hearing her name she snapped out of them and looked up. She was shocked to see him standing there and muttered. "Aap Yaha?abh? Aap to kal anewala the.."

"It's my house, my room, I can come here anytime I want." He smirked.
"Nahi, woh hum, hum woh phool lene aye the. Anjaliji ne.."She stopped as he was just staring intensely at her.
"Hume jaana hai, woh anjaliji aur jiji humara intezaar kar rahe hai"' she said
"Di aur Payal bahar gaye hai, I saw them go out." He replied back
"Humein jaana hai."
"Acha?" He said.  He turned around locked the door and crossed his arms and stood by it. "So go. Who's stopping you?"
Khushi's heart started beating fast. Khushi hesitantly walked towards the door but stopped mid-way looking very uncomfortable. She was extremely aware of Arnav now and was breathing very fast.

Arnav was keenly watching Khushi. Her heightened color, quickened breathing, heaving chest. He smirked. He had Khushi cornered exactly where he wanted her. He started walking towards her, without breaking eye contact. He stood in front of Khushi and asked, "Kya hua Khushi? Jaana nahi hai?"  Khushi tried to go around him to escape, but he was too fast for her. He caught her in a swift second and pulled her hard toward him. She was now standing so close to him that he could see the dark brown flecks in her eyes, could hear her thundering heart beat, could see those luscious pink lips up close. But that was not enough for him. He was not in relenting mood today. No more running around, no more barriers between them, no more pretence. He pulled her even closers with one hand on her hips other on her upper back, his legs touching hers, hips together and face barely inches apart. He held her firmly in his grip.

He was very aroused and making no effort to shield it from Khushi.  Khushi could feel him through the layers of clothing, she could feel the heat emanating from him.  She was not that innocent that she didn't know what was happening to him. She started struggling and tried pulling back, She was mortified! She whispered, "Arnavji, humein jane dijeye..aap..aap to.." But he was not going to let her hide anymore. He did not let her pull back, maintained the contact, let her feel him, her effect on him. "Haan Khushi, mein kya... What's happened to me?" Khushi blushed fiercely. She felt totally out of her depth. She felt she was burning in this emotion that would just consume her.  She was on fire and only he could extinguish it. She felt she was going to die and yet she had never felt so alive. 

Arnav experimentally moved a little, letting her know the exact effect she was having on him. Pleasure rippled through Khushi and a soft moan escaped her. "Khushi, tumne batay nahi, What's happened to me... Say it!" he commanded. "Woh, aap, woh..Humein apse kuch baat nahi karni" She breathlessly muttered.

"You don't want to talk? Are you sure? Fine! let's find something else to do beside talk". He said. And with that, without any preliminaries, he lowered his head and caught her open lips with his and kissed her hard. No softness, no gentleness, just showed her the intense desire she invoked in him from deep within his heart. He had dreamt of this for so long, kissing her with all consuming passion that she would fully surrender to him, be his. He had waited so long...

Khushi was lost. She had no coherent thought in her mind. She had no will left of her own. She had finally surrendered to the feelings that swept through her. Arnav had slowly started moving towards his bed, taking Khushi with him, without breaking the kiss or without slowing the pace. As he reached the bed, he picked up Khushi and lay her on it and lay down beside her, still not breaking the kiss. Finally he lifted his head and looked up.  Her eyes were closed in surrender, lips swollen from his kisses, heightened color from passion. God! She looked so beautiful! So gorgeous! This time he would not let her pull back. "Khushi.." he whispered. She slowly opened her eyes. "Do you trust me?" he asked. She nodded, with all the love she felt for him, visible in her eyes. He gave the briefest smile and slowly started removing his clothes.

OS - Farq Pada??

A short OS after the Teri Meri Dance Sequence

Arnav had felt acutely aware of Khushi, while dancing with her. He was aware of so many things...The smoothness of her silky skin as he wound his hands around her waist. The light brush of her breasts against his chest, as they waltzed around. The knowledge that her soft bottom was so tantalizingly close...He could have just reached out his hands and hold her bottom in sweet anticipation and then grind his hips towards hers so that she could feel for herself, her impact on him.

He groaned in frustration, in confusion, with unsatisfied hunger. He had a teasing taste of how she felt like and now he wanted more. With all those thoughts running through his head, he slowly walks towards Khushi's room, and knocked. 

Khushi opened the door thinking it was her sister and continued talking. He could not listen to what she was talking...his eyes were riveted on sensual picture in front of him. Her hair were haphazardly tied up exposing the silky skin of her back - the choli just put  up with 2 thin strings. The sweet curve of her waist beckoning him to hold her and steady her. And the luscious, sexy arched curve of her gently swaying hips were putting sinful thoughts in his mind ...god help him! All he had to do was walk a few steps and hold her, pull her to him, her back to his chest, gently feel her full round bottom, make her aware of his aching need for her...continue their dance in private...

"Humein koi farq nahi padta...suna aapne?" she yelled, snapping him out of the spell. He looked at her, did not know if she was trying to convince him or herself about that. Her flushed cheeks, heaving breasts and glazed eyes yelled another story. She was not indifferent to him as she claimed...and it would be his pleasure to show her, prove her wrong.

Slowly, purposefully he walked towards her, each step measured, each step increasing her heartbeat, each step increasing her tension, till she could not bear it anymore and turned away from him, downcast eyes facing the mirror. He came and stood behind her, not touching her, not holding her, but so close that maybe he could wrench out the secrets from her heart, ones that she  guarded so safely. She could feel his warm breath on her hair, could hear his steady heart beat. Yet he did not touch her, did not say anything, just stood there still, waiting for her to acknowledge him, the effect of him on her, the effect of his roughened fingers on her skin, the effect of that sexy stubble on her face. She gulped! She would not do so. She raised her downcast eyes, and met his gaze in the mirror. It was clash of their wills, who would give in first..not her she prayed to DM..

With holding her a prisoner of his gaze, He slowly lifted his hands and pulled the dori on her choli and untied it. "Farq pada" he asked? Khushi gasped!

He slowly put once side of choli down, kissing her neck and shoulders, licking them, opening his mouth and loving her.. "Farq pada" he asked? Khushi feverishly blushed...

He moved both his bare hands against her belly, caressing her soft skin "Farq pada" he asked? Khushi gulped!

Slowly his hands moved upwards from her belly. They caressed her breast with the lightest touch...Khushi could see in the mirror, the tanned fingers touching her, his palm grazing her, teasing her. A moan escaped her. She felt she was drowning, He could see her resolve weakening, he could feel her body trembling, could feel her desire building. 

Like a hunter cornering his prey, he swooped in with his instinct. He slowly leaned in, closing the gap between their hips, glorying unashamedly in the feeling invoked by her soft hips against him.  He moved his body against her, without any apology, without any reservation. His face mirroring the pleasure her body provided. Softly he asked, "Farq pada", the expression of pure pleasure on his face mortified her, fascinated her!! She couldn't take this sensual assault anymore.., she needed to submit to this torrent of emotion riding in her or she would die. 

She turned around and hid her face in his neck and murmured "Haan, farq pada..."

OS - Opportunistic Arnav

A Short OS based on tomorrow's precap (When Khushi and NK leave to get Ghee from Gupta house)


Arnav is fuming..Where is Khushi and why is it taking them so long...Why the hell did NK had to go with her..His blood is boiling and after talking with Anjali, he decides to go check on why they are taking so long..
He takes his car keys and starts walking out of the home..Seething in anger, he does not pay much attention to where he is walking and bangs into Khushi. Khushi also is lost in thoughts and not paying attention to where she is walking and collide with Arnav and some of the ghee she is carrying spills on Arnav's clothes.
A: what the
K: Hey DM, What have I done, Please forgive me Arnavji...
A didn't say anything and  just kept staring at Khushi
K: Sorry Arnavji, I...I was not looking where I was going..I am sorry she says in a flustered tone...I can help you clean it. NK can you take this Amma and Buaji, Hum abhi aate hai..
NK: It's OK Khushiji..I can wait for you...
K: No, No they need the ghee for jiji, they will worry otherwise..please take it to them. NK takes it and leaves
K slowly looks at Arnavji, a little nervous and a little fearful..Arnavji, If you give this to me, I will clean it, otherwise it will stain.
A: does not say anything, just takes Khushi's hand and takes her to his room.
K: Arnavji what are you doing...
A: still does not speak, and keeps on walking to his room and takes her to his bathroom...
K: Khushi is more nervous now..Arnavji yeh aap kya kar rahe hai? Her heart's going kaboom, beating really fast, being in this small confined bathroom with Arnav. His presence seems to dominate the room and the environment.
A: You said you will help me clean it right, so clean it..
K: But but.. can you remove it for me, so I can clean it.. she stammers nervously
A: So, you are saying you want me to start stripping my clothes in front of you..he smirkingly asks..
K: Blushes and says nahi, nahi, I am not saying that.
A: I thought not..so clean it..I am waiting
K: nervously opens the tap on the wash basin and with shaky hand starts rubbing Arnav's jacket. She can feel his muscular chest underneath, she can feel his heart thudding underneath and her hand visibly trembles.
A: At the first feel of Khushi's hand, his heart skips a beat and sings out with joy. It feels so right. She is so near, that he can smell a sweet jasmine fragrance emanating from her,  if he breathes in deep. He can see her milky hand against his suit material rubbing frantically trying to remove the ghee stain. He just wishes, that there was no damned suit or shirt or anything between her hand and him..
K: is feeling very aware of Arnav's proximity, and it's creating havoc on her senses. She can't seem to think straight. "Arnavji, this stain is not going, I think it's best if you wear something else.." she mutters
A: is thoroughly enjoying himself. He not letting the opportunity of being touched by Khushi go so easily...and makes some on the spot excuse. Di, told me this is the auspicious suit I need to wear for Akash's havan. You know how Di is..and I don't want to to upset her..
K: is unaware of the stuff going in Arnav's mind and says but Arnavji, this is not going...hum kya kare..
A: In that case, you need to have a payback..
K: Kya???? You will spill ghee to my dress..Hey DM..you know I didn't do this intentionally. I don't even have any dress to change into..what will I wear...she rambles on.
Arnav's mind is going haywire listening to Khushi. Delicious images of her undressing, having nothing to wear and maybe wearing his shirt and only his shirt and nothing else pops into his mind. He swallows and then says in a gruff voice. Shut up KKG! I meant pick another set of clothes for me and when di asks, you figure out what to say
Khushi relaxes and breathes a sigh of relief. This does not seem so bad..They both walk out of the bathroom and Khushi opens Arnav's closet and asks him what he would like to pick.
A: I told you Khushi, you pick. You are responsible for what I wear and what you will tell Di.
K: Khushi looks around Arnav's clothes and starts feeling very conscious. This seems such a  personal thing, looking through his clothes and choosing something for him, just like a wife would do for her husband. She blushes at the thoughts going through her mind.
A: smirks and in the mean time starts divesting himself of the suit, tie, vest and in the process of un buttoning his shirt when Khushi picks something and turns around to hand it to him.
K: gasps and says hey DM..Arnavji yeh aap kya kar rahe hai...
A: nonchalantly replies ' removing these clothes so I can wear the ones you picked..
K: very flustered now...Nahi par hamare samne, I mean I am here..she is looking everywhere around except for looking him.
A: Haan toh? I don't mind and I am just changing my shirt..not my pants..
K: Arnavji!!!! Looks up at him and really really embarrassed...But he is standing there without his shirt and process of wearing the one she handed to him. She cant remove her eyes from him..he is looking so very attractive and she just can't help but look at him and wonder how it would be to touch him..her desire clearly visible in her innocent eyes..
Arnav is watching Khushi closely, observing the range of emotions that are going through her face and visible in her eyes. Heslowly walks over to Khushi lifts her hand and places it on his chest..
K: Arnavji,,,what are you doing???? She yells, jumping back
A: just what you want to do but don't have the courage to...Are you going to deny it...
K: I..I..I..she starts to speak and then snatches her hand and runs away from the room...
Arnav smiles to himself, good she didn't deny it..next time I get her alone...I will make her admit it and with that he follows Khushi and walks out of the room.

Hope you enjoyed!! Please comment! Motivates me to write more..
 

Engaged! - The Scarlet Gift

Set after Arnav and Khushi are engaged.  A series of OS based on that premise

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Khushi & Arnav's wedding is less than a week away...and Anjali and Payal are little concerned about Khushi. She is so innocent and Payal knew she has always been sheltered, from the 'marital facts' of life. She did not even have a mom who could have educated her in those matters and she knew her own mom and buaji would never even think of talking to her about that subject...It was up to them to do the needful. Payal & Anjali had bought a book for Khushi that would hopefully make her a little more aware about few truths of life...

They were sitting down after chai when Payal and Anjali cleared their throats.  Payal slowly said, "Khushi, we have brought a gift for you for your wedding...open it when you are alone...We have kept it in Arnavji's room...but only open it when you are alone". Khushi beamed..."a gift for me!!! Thanks!!! But what kind of gift is that I need to open it when I am alone". Payal and Anjali did not meet her eyes...and muttered'"Just do what we are saying". Curiosity got better of her and she decided she was going to open the gift now. Anyways Aranv was not coming for next 3 hours from work, she had just spoken to him on the phone.

Khushi got up with excited curiosity and bounced to Arnav's room, She entered his room and closed the door..she didn't even bother locking it, as nobody but LG ever dared enter his domain.

On the corner of the bed, was a gift box. Khushi, excitedly went to the bed and happily opened the box and took out a book. She saw the book, read the title, and the book dropped out of her hands like a hot potato!On the book was written 'How to pleasure your man' with intimate picture of a guy and girl! She didn't know how to react!! She was so embarrassed, upset and uncomfortable. What were Anjaliji and jiji thinking giving her a book like that!! She just sat there for a few minutes, very embarrassed, but then natural curiosity got better of her and she hesitantly picked up the book and opened it.

Arnav was quietly walking towards his room. He was supposed to be in a conference call for next 3 hours but damn, he could not keep his focus on work these days. He had delegated it to Aman and had left for home to surprise his lady love'

He opened his room, and there he saw Khushi, sitting on his bed, lost in thoughts, looking upwards with glazed eyes..Next to her was a book lying open with cover on the top...She looked so pretty!! just looking at her filled him with happiness. She was not aware of his presence as yet so he quietly walked towards her. What he saw when he reached her, knocked him out of breath. Khushi was gazing upwards with limpid eyes and next to her, was a book titled 'How to pleasure your man' He read one more time to double check, in case his eyes were deceiving him.. 'How to pleasure your man' WOW!!!!   "Khushi??" he called out in  incredulous tone, "What are you reading?..I did not know you were curious about these things"

On hearing his voice, Khushi jumped from where she was.."Nahi..hum nahi.." she stammered. She was embarrassed and mortified beyond belief!! She wished the floor would open up and swallow her!!! Hey DM, save me and started to run.

Arnav was quick for her. He quickly held her by her hand and brought her very close to him and whisperingly asked "Khushi, it's OK, tell me what were you reading?". She tried to struggle..but his grip though gentle, was iron clad. Once he again he gently asked, "What were you reading Khushi?" She swallowed..and replied.."woh di & jiji..they thought...they gave..they.." she stammered uncomfortably and paused, she could not go on further..

Arnav understood in a flash. But wished that she was not uncomfortable about talking these things with him. He gently reassuringly kissed her on her cheeks."Khushi, what did you read about?" he asked. Khushi's eyes flew up to his and she faltered to see him steadily looking at her. She blushingly replied "I can't, I can't tell you that". Arnav whispered back'"No? Ok, don't tell then, show me" She blushed even further "No..No..I'I can't "  She tried once more to run for it. But he was not letting her go.

He pulled her closer and whispered in her ears, "Khushi, either you show me what you read about or I read about it and I will show you'" Khushi gulped...she could feel his thundering heartbeat and could see his passion darkened eyes looking at her.. she knew he meant business..Hey DM give me strength! She closed her eyes, , slowly leaned forward, held his face with both her hands and kissed him. She opened her lips and took his bottom lip in her mouth..gently licked it and sucked it and then hesitantly entered her tongue in his mouth and explored his mouth.

Arnav felt as if somebody had touched him with a live electric wire. He bit back a moan, he was so damned turned on with the unexpected things Khushi was doing. Dear Lord..Dont let her stop..he thought to himself.

Slowly she pulled back, her breathing was heavy, she held on to him as if needing support. She refused to look at him and her eyes turned downwards. He let her have a moment's reprieve and then asked again.."Khushi, what else did you read about?" Her eyes flew to his and she turned beet red. "Khushi, show me" he gently commanded.

Khushi was in no state to disobey. It was like she was in a trance with pleasure! Arnav could see the submission in her eyes and felt wild frantic pleasure anticipating her next actions. She slowly looked down and with trembling hands started unbuttoning his shirt. She started trailing soft kisses along his jaw, neck and slowly moving downwards. In between she randomly opened her mouth to gently suck or lick. He was in heaven..no hell..he didn't know and didn't care. He felt weak in the knees..He Arnav Singh Raizada felt weak in the knees at Khushi's inexperienced ministrations. He grabbed the bed post to steady himself. Khushi's onslaught continued. She slowly moved downwards till she gently kissed his nipples, licked it and nipped it a little with her teeth. He moaned out aloud. He couldn't control it anymore. Dear god, help him give him strength he prayed, he was so turned on that he could take her right then and there.

Khushi eventually stopped. Drugged on Khushi, drugged with her actions, he heard himself asking, "what else Khushi?" She visibly trembled at the question, breathing very shallow, and her chest heaved up and down and didn't respond anything back. Arnav instantly knew she felt very shy at whatever it was. Still holding her in his arms, he reached out to the open page of the book. He wanted to know...wanted to understand her shyness.. wanted to satisfy his curiosity...wanted to experience whatever it was. But what he saw there knocked the wind out of him.

He saw the open book and  instantly images of her kissing, licking, sucking and pleasuring another part of his anatomy came unbidden in his mind.  He chockingly whispered..."Khushi...'" Khushi looked up and met his eyes for a split second. Something elemental passed between them..a bond, an unspoken future promise..at that moment he knew, she would do whatever he asked of her. His breathing turned harsh...the book slipped out of his hand..and his grip on her slackened.

Khushi ran for the door and this time he let her..He stood there for a moment and then headed for a cold shower!

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Engaged! - Arnav's Jewellery Fetish

Set after Arnav and Khushi are engaged.  A series of OS based on that premise

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Arnav's Jewellery Fetish

It's less than a week that he will get married to Khushi. He has been feeling varied emotions at the thought. He is at peace with the depth of feelings he feels for her. Happy about the prospect of sharing his life with her. Fearful, should he not be able to protect her for the rest of her life but the topmost feeling riding him these days, giving him sleepless nights is the thought of their wedding night. Just thinking of it makes his heart go wild and burns him with excitement. He has spent so many nights thinking, wishing, fantasising about things, right since that night at the photoshoot when he saw her breathtakingly beautiful in the red saree...Today he had a gift for her...he had a wish he was going to ask of her..would she agree? Would she accept?


Khushi regularly came to RM now a days, for some or the other preparation for their wedding. She had no complaints as it gave her some moments to cherish with her LG. She was almost done with her stuff today and was preparing to leave..She went to Arnav's room to tell him bye and wish him Good Night..
She shyly knocks his room door "Arnavji, I am leaving..I will see you tomorrow.."
"Arnavji??" he asks indulgently.."What have I asked you to call me when we are alone.."
"Ar-Arnav" She says, still not used to calling him Arnav. It also brings back memories of times when he makes her whimper his name in passion..
"Say again"..he commands
"Arnav" she says
"Now close your eyes and say my name" he asks..
She blushes...and closes her eyes and whispers "Arnav"
Arnav slowly walks towards her and holds her hand and guides her towards his closet. "Khushi, I have a gift for you...for our wedding night" "Will you wear it?"
Khushi blushes at the mention of wedding night and looks down and slowly nods her head. She still feels very shy of her LG..
Arnav hands her a gift bag..and says "Open it" Khushi shyly opens the bag..it contains a bunch of boxes..She removes the first box from it and opens it...It contains a beautiful pair of gold earrings..She takes another box from the bag, and it contains a set of matching bangles..She smiles at him.  she removes yet another box and it contains a beautiful neck piece that would sit by her heart...She removes one more box from the bag and it contains matching payals...


She reaches inside the bag again but surprisingly the bag is empty. She is perplexed and asks Arnav in a surprised tone.."Arnavji, I think you have forgotten to give me a dress to complete the outfit". Arnav does not say anything but continues to just steadily look at her. Khushi again says.."Arnavji, you have forgotten..." but pauses as Arnav is intesnsely looking at her and then she gulps as the meaning of this dawns to her. Hey DM, he does not intend for her to wear anything else but what was in the bag. She blushes fiercely to the core and lowers her eyes...she cannot even look at him anymore. Arnav is watching her reaction, watching her comprehend what he's asked of her...Slowly he questioningly whispers.."Will you wear it Khushi?"
She gives a barely perceptible nod, snatches the bag and runs away from there. Arnav gives a slow smile...


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Engaged! - Khushi gives Arnav a massage

Set after Arnav and Khushi are engaged.  A series of OS based on that premise

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Khushi gives Arnav a massage!

Khushi comes to RM, Anjali has called her to narrow down some preliminary wedding card designs. She enters RM and OP while opening the door, tells her that "Arnav baba has called you  to his room, the wedding card designs are there".

Khushi nervously walks to Arnav's room and knocks the door and opens it. Arnav is working on his laptop and looks up and keeps looking at her. Khushi is wearing a beautiful chiffon short sleeve red salwar suit that moulds to her body. She always looks pretty to him, but today in his favourite color, she really looks like a vision.

"Red!!!, nice color..he smirks" She blushes..He knows that she is wearing Red as it's his favourite color. She is awkwardly standing there, unsure of what to do. "Aren't you going to come in? Here, are the designs Di left". Arnav points out..Khushi nervously walks inside, very conscious of the intense stare from him.

At the same moment, Anjali enters Arnav's room.."Chote, here's the oil for your shoulder ache" "Shoulder ache?" Khushi asks with concern.. "Arey..Khushiji, you are here? When did you come?" and then naughtily adds "Now you have forgotten us..you came straight to Chote's room..huh?"..Khushi blushes..and mutters something...and asks again "Shoulder ache, what happened?"

"Nothing!" says Arnav..

Anjali: Nothing?? Your shoulder was swollen yesterday and you better apply this oil that I have made with Naniji's advice..it will help you immensely. Here let me apply it for you then I need to help Mamiji with something.

Arnav: It's Ok Di..please don't make a big deal out of this..

Anjali: But it is a big deal...you shouldn't ignore it..Right Khushiji? Asked Anjali

Khushi's concerned but does not want to show it much and mutters.."Anjaliji is right, you should not ignore it"

Anjali:"See even Khushiji agrees with me..Chotte now you are outnumbered" and smiles

Arnav gives Khushi an irritated look as if trying to say you should have supported me!!..Khushi is defiantly looking at him..and he gets even more irritated at that and but then he gives a slow wicked smile.

Arnav: "Thik hai Di, whatever.  But first I need to talk to Khushi, why don't you leave it here, she can apply it for me later.

Khushi: "Hum..nahi Hum kaise"

Anjali ignores Khushi and smiles naughtily and says.."Yes, good idea, I anyways need to go and help Mamiji.." and winks and leaves..

Khushi is still awkwardly standing and looks at Arnav and blushes again. Arnav smirks again and gets up and walks towards the door and closes it and locks it.

Khushi: "Arnavji, what are you doing? Why are you locking the door?"

Arnav: "Aren't you applying the oil on my shoulder? I need to remove my shirt for that and what if somebody else walks in?"

Khushi: "But if you lock the door, everybody will think that we are... that.." she stammers..

Arnav: gives her an innocent look..."what?"

Khushi: "everybody will think that we are ..you know that we are ..." she stops unable to continue and blushes..

Arnav smiles wickedly "You mean kissing each other? Or you touching me, since I have no shirt? Or me wanting to strip you of some of your clothes and look at your delectable body??"

Khushi is blushing fiercely at the images this invokes and looks away from him, cannot meet his eyes anymore..

Arnav: slowly walks towards her and stands right in front of her. "Dont worry Khushi..we are not doing any of that.." and slowly leans forward and whispers in her ears "..yet"

Khushi's heart starts beating fast and color rises. She quickly changes the topic..and says "Ok should I massage oil on your shoulder?"

Arnav smiles in reply and slowly without breaking the eye lock starts unbuttoning his shirt button one by one. Khushi is mesmerized, she can't look away from this slow seducing of her senses. There are butterflies in her stomach and her knees are feeling weak. She better hold on to something soon or her legs might give away.

Arnav is still continuing this sensual assault on Khushi..still looking into her eyes, he slowly removes his shirt and throws it away. Khushi looks at Arnav's muscled chest, toned body and swallows. There is a stirring deep inside her that makes her want to reach out to touch him. She clenches her fist and takes a step back from his overpowering personality.

Arnav was observing Khushi and accurately reading the emotions flitting across her face. He could read the innocent desire in her eyes and that instantly turned him on. But he knew that he needed to take it nice and slow with her, being the innocent she was, or he would scare her away.

He took hold of her hand and took her to his bed. He sat down there and quietly said, "I sprained my shoulder the other day." Knowing that he was hurting, melted her. She sat down behind her took some oil in her palms and starting hesitantly rubbing his shoulders. Her first touch to him was sooo soothing. It felt as if she could wipe away all his hurt with her gentle touch. Arnav closed his eyes and just enjoyed the moment of bliss. After a few moments Khushi felt a little more confident and her strokes turned more purposeful, trying to remove the pain and stress. Her touch was now starting to drive him crazy..he was starting to imagine all sorts of things..she nervously touching him elsewhere... first hesitant touch..and then slowly getting more confident..more bolder..more purposeful...dear god! This was sweet torture!!

He slowly turned, so that he faced her. Khushi, "the front of my shoulder and my sides are also hurting"...he said...Khushi gulped. She took some more oil and hesitantly started rubbing his upper chest and his sides. Her smooth hands slowly gliding up and down, up and down. Arnav groaned and closed his eyes..He was so turned on, it was uncomfortable now ...Damn! he could so easily imagine her touching him just like that...a little more south, with a little oil in her hand.. with same gentle movements..AAHH..the pleasure it would bring!!

He swallowed..What would she do, if he asked her to touch him there..Obey him and hesitantly cup him and stroke him or run away scared? Most probably run away scared...He needed to go slow...he needed to remember that. He took a deep breath and willed himself to remember that and took deep breaths.

Khushi mistook the reason for his groan and deep breath for pain and asked with concern in her voice, "Arnavji is it hurting very much? Why don't you lie down? It will be more comfortable"

Arnav's control was in tethers..he blindly did what she said without opening his eyes. If he saw that beautiful face, he might snap and loose control..He lay down and she sat next to him, continuing her gentle massage.

Khushi was feeling so nervous, her heart was beating super fast, the butterflies in her stomach threatened to reduce her to incoherent state, yet she was also loving this excuse to touch him. He was so handsome! So attractive! She loved him and apparently her hands loved touching him!!

It had been a while and there was no movement from him, so she slowly dared to look at his face. His eyes were closed, his breathing was rhythmic and there was no movement from him. He had fallen asleep!

How peaceful he looked while sleeping. He no longer looked like LD. Her hands slowly went to caress his face. She touched his forehead to gently put back a lock of hair that had fallen on it. She touched his long aristocratic nose with the tip of her fingers. She touched his cheek feeling his rough stubble.. She slowly traced his lips with her index fingers. They were so soft yet hard, she longed to feel them on her...She was loving exploring his body, discovering him in a new way,  without him being aware of it. She slowly hesitantly moved her fingers over his neck and chest. Hey DM, she thought, he was so hard..so different from her own self..She continued exploring and her fingers accidentally grazed his nipples and she heard a sudden intake of breath from him. Her eyes flew to his face..

His eyes were open..flatly watching her with raw naked passion blazing in them. She blushed fiercely and snatched her hand away. But he was too quick for her and caught her hand and slowly bought her hand to his face, gently making her repeat the same caresses, with him guiding her hand.

She was drowning; she was unable to tear away her eyes. She was pliant and putty in his hands with the gamut of emotions she was feeling. He kept continuing with the caresses, made her fingers touch his forehead, nose,  his cheeks, his lips, he kissed each and every finger of hers and his lips parted and briefly sucked her index finger..She visibly trembled and closed her eyes...

Slowly he took her hands lower, to touch his chest, ran her hand over his hard nipples. She gasped! He kept continuing this assault on both of them. He guided her hands to his flat stomach, and slowly, ever so slowly, he guided her hand even lower,  to the very core of his desire for her.

Khushi jumped as if she had been burnt. She tried to yank her hand away, but he wouldn't let her. He held her had there, just lightly moving back and forth.. as if showing her the evidence of the power she had over him...

"Arnav!!! Arnav please"...she pleaded. He slowly took her hand back to his heart.."Khushi...look at me..Khushi please look at me". "It's Ok Khushi...we are engaged to be married", he whispered reassuringly.

"You are so innocent my KKG"..and pulled her to him and hugged her tight...


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