Arnav and Khushi both got ready to go out. After a day spent inside, the next night Arnav was going to take Khushi to a casino and Khushi couldn't wait. Arnav dressed up casually and Khushi wore a black dress. They headed out and Khushi loved the sight of all the lights shining.
"It's so beautiful," Khushi said, mesmerized by the lights.
"Not as beautiful as you," Arnav flirted.
Khushi blushed. "Do you ever control yourself?"
"Not around you."
They arrived to the casino and Khushi gazed.
"The place is huge."
"Uh huh. It's the biggest one around here."
Both entered and Khushi was mesmerized. "Look at all these people! It's like as if they're bees and they're buzzing."
Arnav smiled to her reference. They went over to a slot machine after getting a lot of quarters. Arnav explained it out to Khushi and Khushi tried and won some money.
"How about you try," Khushi said.
"It's okay. I know I'll win."
"Cocky much."
Arnav shook his head and sat in front of the slot machine beside her's. "I know I'll win because I have you."
Khushi raised and eyebrow. "Oh really?"
Arnav took a quarter and put it in and pulled down. The thing rolled and Arnav hit the jackpot. "Really."
Khushi's eyes widened. Not because of the number of quarters that came pouring out, but because of how much Arnav values her. She stood up and leaned in to him and gave him a kiss, placing her arms around his neck.
"I'm that special," Khushi asked, playing with his hair.
Arnav held her waist. "More than my life-"
"Ssh! Arnav don't say things like that."
"But it's true-"
"I don't care. I don't like it!"
Khushi turned away and crossed her arms, pouting. One of the workers from the casino came and had Arnav's prize money taken so it could be changed into bills. Once the guy left, Arnav got up and held Khushi around the waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"I'm sorry," he whispered into her neck.
"It's okay. So tell me, now what?"
Arnav looked up at her and she looked at him. "You'll see."
Arnav told the workers he'd be back and they said they would hold his money. Khushi wondered where Arnav was taking her and her question was answered.
"What the?" Khushi looked at all the people as they danced away and drank.
"This is the club."
He led her in and the music was loud.
"Why is it so loud," Khushi yelled.
"That's just how it is!"
Arnav led Khushi to the bar and they sat down. Arnav ordered a Pepsi for Khushi and a tequila shot for himself.
"What's that," Khushi asked.
"It's alcoholic."
"What? Arnav-"
The bartender came back with the tequila. The guy left and Khushi watched Arnav as he placed some salt on his hands and lick it and then took the entire shot.
He placed the shot cup down with a thud. "One more!"
The bartender nodded and Arnav looked at Khushi.
"Wow," Khushi said. "I want one!"
"But Khushi-"
"Don't 'but' me! I want one!"
"Okay… suit yourself."
Arnav cancelled the Pepsi order and ordered a tequila for her. The two shot cups were placed down and Khushi gulped.
"I've never had alcohol before," Khushi said.
"It'll be a bit rough as a beginner but you'll get the hang of it."
Arnav helped Khushi out on how to drink the tequila properly and then he took his shot. "Your turn."
Khushi gulped and licked some salt and took the shot, swinging her head back and gulped it down. She made a face and coughed a bit. "It tastes awful!"
"I know."
"I want another one."
Arnav smiled as ordered six more shots. The two gulped it down and Khushi took one of Arnav's.
"Hey!"
"Sucks for you," Khushi said. "More shots please," she yelled out.
Both had shots after shots and Arnav stopped and looked at Khushi. She had numerous of shot cups in front of her and she kept going.
"Khushi, slow down!"
Khushi had her last one and she exhaled. She hiccuped a bit and then smiled at Arnav. Clearly, from the look on her face, Arnav knew she was heavily drunk.
"Arnav, you're so cute," and she hiccuped.
"Khushi-"
"Ssh!" She placed get finger on his lips, pressing on it hard. "Don't speak. I'm not done yet. You're not just cute, you're sexy!"
Arnac just looked at her.
"Sexy people don't talk, they do things," and she winked at him, a sexy grin running across her face.
Arnav looked at her. She looked very sexy in the black dress. Her dress went with her shape and it was as if her body was yelling out "touch me Arnav! Touch me!"
Arnav was about to reach out for her but Khushi got up.
"Let's dance," Khushi said.
"What?"
"Let's. Dance."
Khushi grabbed Arnav's hand and she led him to the dance floor. Khushi placed her arms around his neck and she moved away to the beat, swaying her hips from side to side. Arnav was surprised from her actions but he soon got over and placed his hands on her hips and moved along with her.
The song ended and the song Main Sharabi from Cocktail played off.
"Ye ye
Yaaron mujh muaf karo
Yaaron mujh muaf karo
Main nashe me hoon
Badi haseen hai zulfon ki shyaam pee lije
Hamaare haath se do-chaar jaam pee lije
Pilaaye jab koi mashooq apne haathon se
Sharaab phir nahi rehti haraam pee lije
Chakko chakko chakko chakko
Chakko yaaro lal pari...
Aaj to jee lo aaj to jee lo
Kal ki hai kisko padi...
Sippin sippin sippin sippin Sippin yaaro lal pari
Aaj to jee lo aaj to jee lo Kal ki hai kisko padi...
Kismat meri jagado, Music thoda badha do
Ik patiyala aur pilado, Is party mein aag lagado
Kismat meri jagado, Music thoda badha do
Ik patiyala aur pilado, Is party mein aag lagado
Yes-yes i want it more, Aaj na chalega zor
Khulegi daaru machega shor
Aajao saare on the floor
Bas isi baat pe botal kholo
Kiye jo saare paap woh dholo
Aao mere saath me holo
Put your hand's up zor se bolo
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi"
Khushi was shaking her head, her hair flying side to side, and she moved her body and Arnav was happy that she was enjoying herself.
"Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Chakko chakko chakko chakko
Chakko yaaro lal pari...
Aaj to jee lo aaj to jee lo
Kal ki hai kisko padi...
Sippin sippin sippin sippin
Sippin yaaro lal pari
Aaj to jee lo aaj to jee lo
Kal ki hai kisko padi...
Seena jalta hai, Peena padta hai
Dard ghat.Ta hai, Jaam chadhta hai
Meri aankhon me mehboob mera
Sharaab likhta hai, sharaab padhta hai
Tabhi toh
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi"
Khushi was going crazy, moving side to side with no care at all, her hair hitting her face as she shook her head, jumping up and down. She had her back against Arnav as she continued to move.
She's out of control, Arnav said in his head, smiling.
"Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Sharaab peena agar basahoor hota hai
Sharaab peena bada bekasoor hota hai
Sharaab peene ka ye fayda niraala hai
Aam sa chehra bhi jannat ki hoor hota hai"
Khushi face Arnav and had her arms around his neck, moving on him.
"So lemme get you boots on fire
U wanna set this floor on fire
I am noticire
Come on baby let's go higher
Kudi kanwaari ho gayi jhalli
Nachi jaandi kalli kalli
Aao mere saath me holo
Put your hand's up zor se bolo"
Khushi let go of Arnav and went crazy.
"Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi
Main sharabi, main sharabi"
Khushi was feeling exhausted and she held onto Arnav, her head spinning a bit but she laughed.
"Khushi, you okay?"
"Oh yeah! I'm superb!"
Khushi felt a bit light headed and she nearly fell over but Arnav caught her.
"Sweetheart, are you sure?"
"Arnav I'm- I think I'm gonna be sick!"
"I was afraid of that."
Arnav helped Khushi to the ladies room and Khushi went in and puked. Arnav felt bad. Yeah, it happens when you drink that you tend to throw up, especially your first time, but he blamed himself for it.
Eventually Khushi came out and Arnav caressed her face.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine now but guess what?! I'm drunk," Khushi giggled hysterically.
"Let's go home."
"What?! No-"
"Khushi let's go."
"No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"
"Khushi-"
"No! I wanna go crazy tonight!"
Arnav leaned in very close to Khushi. "What was it that you said earlier? That, sexy people don't talk, but do things? Well, I'm going to do something to you if you come back to the hotel with me?"
"What will you do," Khushi asked like a five year old.
Arnav smirked a sexy smirk. "You'll see," and he took her hand and led her out of the club.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Chapter Eighteen
Arnav leaned a pillow back and got off of Khushi. He rested back and Khushi sat up as well.
"You have to answer me a few questions."
"What are you talking about," Khushi asked.
"It's about when we first met, you know, when I had my men bring you in the first time?"
Khushi covered herself with the duvet and leaned back on a pillow. "…yeah…?"
"How come you just said yes like that?"
"That's cause I already knew you were my husband, duh?"
Arnav looked away. "How do I not remember myself? I mean it wasn't that long ago."
"Yeah but no one kept reminding you unlike me. Moni reminded me, like, almost everyday."
"But still! How could I forget the fact that I had a wife?!"
Khusbi placed a hand on his shoulder. "Sweetheart, it's not your fault. Besides, even if you did know, you would've known that I was dead."
"Yeah, but that would've changed when we met."
"I guess…. Look, Arnav, don't stress out on it too much, 'kay?"
"Imagine if I had gotten married to someone else. What then, huh? I could've lost you."
"But you didn't. Now will you relax!"
Khushi rested her head on his shoulder. Arnav sighed and held Khushi close. Khushi shut her eyes and she faintly smiled.
"I love being this close to you," Khushi whispered.
Arnav smiled. "So do I."
They remained quiet a few minutes when Arnav spoke.
"Khushi?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you still want me?"
Khushi sat up and looked at Arnav, smiling. "More than ever."
"Then what are we waiting for," and he pinned Khushi down.
Khushi gasped and shook her head. "You're so full of games."
"Like you aren't," and he moved to her neck and nibbled away.
"Mmm… that feels good…."
Khushi felt Arnav smiled and she ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the softness of it. Arnav moved down to her breasts and bit them and Khushi gripped onto his hair tightly.
"Ah! Arnav!"
"What is it sweetheart? Does it feel good? How about this?"
Khushi gulped as Arnav licked her nipples. Her lips quivered and she whimpered. Her chest heaved as her breathing paced and Arnav watched as she shuddered from the chills.
Arnav couldn't resist and he entered her and Khushi gripped on. As Arnav moved, he moved his hands all over her body, feeling its softness. He loved her glowing, milky skin and how it was so soft to his touch. She looked so precious and it would make Arnav's mouth water for her taste.
"Arnav…."
Arnav loved the sound of her moaning. It was practically music to his ears. Arnav paced up and Khushi had her fingers tangled in his hair.
"Khushi…."
"Arnav… ah!"
"I love you Khushi…."
"I love you too Arnav…."
Everything was passionate and both were enjoying themselves too much. It was over before they even knew it and Arnav rested his head on her stomach and shut his eyes to get some rest. Khushi ran her fingers through his hair, letting him relax.
Arnav reached up and took one of her hands in his. "Khushi?"
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
Khushi smiled. "I love you too, sweetheart."
Arnav got comfortable and shut his eyes, relaxing in the hands of his wife… his life.
"You have to answer me a few questions."
"What are you talking about," Khushi asked.
"It's about when we first met, you know, when I had my men bring you in the first time?"
Khushi covered herself with the duvet and leaned back on a pillow. "…yeah…?"
"How come you just said yes like that?"
"That's cause I already knew you were my husband, duh?"
Arnav looked away. "How do I not remember myself? I mean it wasn't that long ago."
"Yeah but no one kept reminding you unlike me. Moni reminded me, like, almost everyday."
"But still! How could I forget the fact that I had a wife?!"
Khusbi placed a hand on his shoulder. "Sweetheart, it's not your fault. Besides, even if you did know, you would've known that I was dead."
"Yeah, but that would've changed when we met."
"I guess…. Look, Arnav, don't stress out on it too much, 'kay?"
"Imagine if I had gotten married to someone else. What then, huh? I could've lost you."
"But you didn't. Now will you relax!"
Khushi rested her head on his shoulder. Arnav sighed and held Khushi close. Khushi shut her eyes and she faintly smiled.
"I love being this close to you," Khushi whispered.
Arnav smiled. "So do I."
They remained quiet a few minutes when Arnav spoke.
"Khushi?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you still want me?"
Khushi sat up and looked at Arnav, smiling. "More than ever."
"Then what are we waiting for," and he pinned Khushi down.
Khushi gasped and shook her head. "You're so full of games."
"Like you aren't," and he moved to her neck and nibbled away.
"Mmm… that feels good…."
Khushi felt Arnav smiled and she ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the softness of it. Arnav moved down to her breasts and bit them and Khushi gripped onto his hair tightly.
"Ah! Arnav!"
"What is it sweetheart? Does it feel good? How about this?"
Khushi gulped as Arnav licked her nipples. Her lips quivered and she whimpered. Her chest heaved as her breathing paced and Arnav watched as she shuddered from the chills.
Arnav couldn't resist and he entered her and Khushi gripped on. As Arnav moved, he moved his hands all over her body, feeling its softness. He loved her glowing, milky skin and how it was so soft to his touch. She looked so precious and it would make Arnav's mouth water for her taste.
"Arnav…."
Arnav loved the sound of her moaning. It was practically music to his ears. Arnav paced up and Khushi had her fingers tangled in his hair.
"Khushi…."
"Arnav… ah!"
"I love you Khushi…."
"I love you too Arnav…."
Everything was passionate and both were enjoying themselves too much. It was over before they even knew it and Arnav rested his head on her stomach and shut his eyes to get some rest. Khushi ran her fingers through his hair, letting him relax.
Arnav reached up and took one of her hands in his. "Khushi?"
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
Khushi smiled. "I love you too, sweetheart."
Arnav got comfortable and shut his eyes, relaxing in the hands of his wife… his life.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Chapter Seventeen
Arnav woke up to the sound of the phone ringing. It was the hotel's wake up call and for breakfast. He picked up the phone and put it back down, ending it. Arnav turned a bit and then noticed Khushi.
He looked down at her, beautiful and sound asleep. Her hair was in her face and Arnav moved it aside. Arnav couldn't help but caress her cheeks in his hand and he gave her a kiss on top of her head. Arnav carefully moved her aside, making sure she got enough sleep.
He got up and put on one of the hotels robes and headed to the bathroom to wash up. When he got out, there was a knock at the door and he opened it. A hotel worker stood outside, with a breakfast cart, and Arnav tipped him and the guy left. Arnav pulled in the cart and went over to Khushi to wake her up.
"Khushi? Khushi?"
Khushi squirmed a bit and held onto her pillow.
"Khushi? Wake up."
"Hmm?"
Khushi sat up and looked from side to side, her eyes half opened, and then she looked at Arnav and smiled. Arnav smiled back and Khushi rested her head on his shoulder.
"Good morning," Khushi said tiredly.
"Morning. Sleep well?"
Khushi nodded.
"Tired."
"A bit." She sat up straight and looked at Arnav. "But when I see you, all my energy comes rushing back in."
Arnav smiled and kissed her forehead. "Go wash up."
Khushi nodded and got out of bed. She was heading towards the bathroom, when she felt Arnav's stares.
"Why are you staring at me," Khushi asked.
"What? I'm not allowed to look at my wife."
"Is it that you want to look at me? Or because you want to LOOK at me," she said, gesturing down at her naked body.
Arnav smiled. "Both."
Khushi just shook her head and smiled. She turned away and headed to the bathroom, grabbing some clothes with her. Soon she came out and Arnav went in, taking some clothes in. Once he came out, both had breakfast together.
"So Khushi, what do you want to do today?"
"Um… nothing really today. I mean we just came yesterday so we should just relax today."
"Okay, whatever you say," Arnav smiled.
Khushi rested her chin in her hand. "Got any ideas?"
"Well… we could watch a movie, have some fun."
"Sure."
"Choose a movie."
"Uh… I don't really know any."
"Seriously?"
"… yeah."
"Wow."
Khushi sucked on her teeth. "Shut up. … oh! What about that movie you mentioned the other day with… what's her name… Vidya whatever her last name is."
"Vidya Balan. And you want to watch The Dirty Picture?"
"Hey, it can't be that bad."
"You wouldn't know unless you watched it."
"Exactly, I wouldn't. So now I wanna watch it."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Alright…. I'll see if they have it and order it up, 'kay?"
"Sure."
Arnav called up the main desk and asked about the movie and Khushi got herself comfortable. The movie was brought in and Arnav popped some popcorn in the microwave.
"What's popcorn," Khushi asked.
"Try it," Arnav said, passing her the bowl.
Khushi popped some in her mouth and she loved it. "It's so good! Salty and buttery, but good!"
The movie began and Khushi's jaws dropped first thing. "Is she…?"
"Yup."
"Is the whole movie like this?"
"Sonewhat."
Khushi sighed. "Well then… just gonna have to deal with it."
Hours passed and they watched the entire movie. Arnav turned to look at Khushi and she had tears in her eyes.
"Khushi? Khushi are you okay?"
"No! She committed suicide!"
"It's just a movie - it's fake!"
"I know that! But still!" She sniffed.
"Seriously, woman can be-"
"Don't start with me Arnav cause I won't spare you!"
"Okay! Okay!"
Khushi slumped back. "I'm hungry."
"Even after all the room service?"
While watching the movie, both got hungry and ordered room service.
"Yes."
"Want a snack?"
"Okay."
Arnav got up and took Khushi's hand and they went to the kitchen. Arnav looked at what they had and passed Khushi a box of Oreos.
"Eat these, they're really good," Arnav said. "Better with milk," and he got some out from the fridge.
"Thanks. What about you?"
Arnav found some whipped cream and sprayed some in his mouth.
"What's that," Khushi asked.
"Wipp cweem," Arnav said with his mouth full.
"What?"
He gulped it down. "Whipped cream."
"I want some."
"Too bad," and he sprayed some more in.
"Arnav! Don't be a baby."
"Oh well."
Khushi got up and went to get it out of his hand but he moved away. Khushi tried again but Arnav moved away again.
"Arnav! Pass that!"
"Nope," and he held it up high.
Khushi jumped up to reach it but Arnav held it higher. Khushi tried again but Arnav took it out of her reach. Arnav just found it all plain funny and just watched Khushi try so hard to reach it.
"Arnav, seriously?"
"What," he smiled. "This is just too funny."
Khushi stopped and looked at Arnav. She leaned in, very close to his face. In fact she was inches away from her face. Arnav gazed down at her lips, looking at her plump and juicy lips.
"Arnav," Khushi whispered.
Arnav's hands slowly came down and he was stuck on her lips. "Hmm?"
"Arnav," she whispered again, looking at his lips.
"Yeah," he whispered back.
"Arnav…."
"Khushi…."
They were centimeters away from each others lips when Khushi spoke.
"You loose," and she geared the whipped cream and ran out of the kitchen.
"Khushi," Arnav called out. Unbelievable, he thought. Did she just toy with me. "I'm not sparing you, Khushi."
"Oh yeah," Khushi yelled back. "Come and get me!"
Fine then, he said in his head. If you wanna play that way, then fine. I'll play too.
Arnav went into the other room and chased Khushi around. They ran from room to room, running around the entire suite. Khushi was laughing hysterically and Arnav wasn't sparing Khushi at all.
I have to distract him one way or the other, Khushi thought. But how?
Khushi looked around and then down at herself.
Perfect, she said in her head.
Khushi took off her shirt and threw at Arnav. It hit Arnav in the face and he stopped. He held it in his hands and looked at it. He smirked. It is so on, he said in his head.
Arnav began to run again and found Khushi's pants on the floor. He picked it up and shook his head. "Your mine now, Khushi!"
"Not unless you get me first," she yelled back.
Arnav ran again and found Khushi's bra and panty on the floor. He picked them up and shook his head.
This girl is full of fun, he said in his head.
He walked into their room and found Khushi lying down on the bed, spraying whipped cream into her mouth. He leaned against the door and crossed his arms.
Khusbi smiled. "You're right, this really does taste good."
Arnav just shook his head.
Khusbi shook it. "I think it's almost done. Want some," Khushi asked, licking her finger clean from whipped cream.
"That depends. How am I getting it?" Arnav didn't want to run anymore.
Khushi tapped her cheek for a moment and then looked at Arnav. There was a gleam in her eyes and Arnav knew something was up. Khushi shook the can and sprayed some on her breasts. Arnav felt tempted to go over to Khushi on the spot, until what she did next. She spread her legs out and sprayed the whipped cream from her cleavage, past her belly button, down her love line, all the way to her lower region.
"This way," she said seductively.
Arnav walked over to the bed and dropped Khushi's bra and panty on the floor. He took of his shirt, revealing his sexy, sculpted chest and went over to Khushi.
"You're such a tease," Arnav said, sitting beside her.
"I can't help myself."
Arnav smirked and moved over to Khushi's legs and began to remove all the whipped cream and gave her an extra special treat (;-) lolz). He slowly moved up and removed every bit of whipped cream off of her and gave her a kiss. Khushi tasted the whipped cream and herself on his lips.
"Arnav," she said in the middle of kisses, "I… want you… now."
Arnav let go of Khushi and leaned his forehead on her's. "No Khushi."
Khushi looked at him. "What? B-but why?"
"You have to answer me a few questions."
He looked down at her, beautiful and sound asleep. Her hair was in her face and Arnav moved it aside. Arnav couldn't help but caress her cheeks in his hand and he gave her a kiss on top of her head. Arnav carefully moved her aside, making sure she got enough sleep.
He got up and put on one of the hotels robes and headed to the bathroom to wash up. When he got out, there was a knock at the door and he opened it. A hotel worker stood outside, with a breakfast cart, and Arnav tipped him and the guy left. Arnav pulled in the cart and went over to Khushi to wake her up.
"Khushi? Khushi?"
Khushi squirmed a bit and held onto her pillow.
"Khushi? Wake up."
"Hmm?"
Khushi sat up and looked from side to side, her eyes half opened, and then she looked at Arnav and smiled. Arnav smiled back and Khushi rested her head on his shoulder.
"Good morning," Khushi said tiredly.
"Morning. Sleep well?"
Khushi nodded.
"Tired."
"A bit." She sat up straight and looked at Arnav. "But when I see you, all my energy comes rushing back in."
Arnav smiled and kissed her forehead. "Go wash up."
Khushi nodded and got out of bed. She was heading towards the bathroom, when she felt Arnav's stares.
"Why are you staring at me," Khushi asked.
"What? I'm not allowed to look at my wife."
"Is it that you want to look at me? Or because you want to LOOK at me," she said, gesturing down at her naked body.
Arnav smiled. "Both."
Khushi just shook her head and smiled. She turned away and headed to the bathroom, grabbing some clothes with her. Soon she came out and Arnav went in, taking some clothes in. Once he came out, both had breakfast together.
"So Khushi, what do you want to do today?"
"Um… nothing really today. I mean we just came yesterday so we should just relax today."
"Okay, whatever you say," Arnav smiled.
Khushi rested her chin in her hand. "Got any ideas?"
"Well… we could watch a movie, have some fun."
"Sure."
"Choose a movie."
"Uh… I don't really know any."
"Seriously?"
"… yeah."
"Wow."
Khushi sucked on her teeth. "Shut up. … oh! What about that movie you mentioned the other day with… what's her name… Vidya whatever her last name is."
"Vidya Balan. And you want to watch The Dirty Picture?"
"Hey, it can't be that bad."
"You wouldn't know unless you watched it."
"Exactly, I wouldn't. So now I wanna watch it."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Alright…. I'll see if they have it and order it up, 'kay?"
"Sure."
Arnav called up the main desk and asked about the movie and Khushi got herself comfortable. The movie was brought in and Arnav popped some popcorn in the microwave.
"What's popcorn," Khushi asked.
"Try it," Arnav said, passing her the bowl.
Khushi popped some in her mouth and she loved it. "It's so good! Salty and buttery, but good!"
The movie began and Khushi's jaws dropped first thing. "Is she…?"
"Yup."
"Is the whole movie like this?"
"Sonewhat."
Khushi sighed. "Well then… just gonna have to deal with it."
Hours passed and they watched the entire movie. Arnav turned to look at Khushi and she had tears in her eyes.
"Khushi? Khushi are you okay?"
"No! She committed suicide!"
"It's just a movie - it's fake!"
"I know that! But still!" She sniffed.
"Seriously, woman can be-"
"Don't start with me Arnav cause I won't spare you!"
"Okay! Okay!"
Khushi slumped back. "I'm hungry."
"Even after all the room service?"
While watching the movie, both got hungry and ordered room service.
"Yes."
"Want a snack?"
"Okay."
Arnav got up and took Khushi's hand and they went to the kitchen. Arnav looked at what they had and passed Khushi a box of Oreos.
"Eat these, they're really good," Arnav said. "Better with milk," and he got some out from the fridge.
"Thanks. What about you?"
Arnav found some whipped cream and sprayed some in his mouth.
"What's that," Khushi asked.
"Wipp cweem," Arnav said with his mouth full.
"What?"
He gulped it down. "Whipped cream."
"I want some."
"Too bad," and he sprayed some more in.
"Arnav! Don't be a baby."
"Oh well."
Khushi got up and went to get it out of his hand but he moved away. Khushi tried again but Arnav moved away again.
"Arnav! Pass that!"
"Nope," and he held it up high.
Khushi jumped up to reach it but Arnav held it higher. Khushi tried again but Arnav took it out of her reach. Arnav just found it all plain funny and just watched Khushi try so hard to reach it.
"Arnav, seriously?"
"What," he smiled. "This is just too funny."
Khushi stopped and looked at Arnav. She leaned in, very close to his face. In fact she was inches away from her face. Arnav gazed down at her lips, looking at her plump and juicy lips.
"Arnav," Khushi whispered.
Arnav's hands slowly came down and he was stuck on her lips. "Hmm?"
"Arnav," she whispered again, looking at his lips.
"Yeah," he whispered back.
"Arnav…."
"Khushi…."
They were centimeters away from each others lips when Khushi spoke.
"You loose," and she geared the whipped cream and ran out of the kitchen.
"Khushi," Arnav called out. Unbelievable, he thought. Did she just toy with me. "I'm not sparing you, Khushi."
"Oh yeah," Khushi yelled back. "Come and get me!"
Fine then, he said in his head. If you wanna play that way, then fine. I'll play too.
Arnav went into the other room and chased Khushi around. They ran from room to room, running around the entire suite. Khushi was laughing hysterically and Arnav wasn't sparing Khushi at all.
I have to distract him one way or the other, Khushi thought. But how?
Khushi looked around and then down at herself.
Perfect, she said in her head.
Khushi took off her shirt and threw at Arnav. It hit Arnav in the face and he stopped. He held it in his hands and looked at it. He smirked. It is so on, he said in his head.
Arnav began to run again and found Khushi's pants on the floor. He picked it up and shook his head. "Your mine now, Khushi!"
"Not unless you get me first," she yelled back.
Arnav ran again and found Khushi's bra and panty on the floor. He picked them up and shook his head.
This girl is full of fun, he said in his head.
He walked into their room and found Khushi lying down on the bed, spraying whipped cream into her mouth. He leaned against the door and crossed his arms.
Khusbi smiled. "You're right, this really does taste good."
Arnav just shook his head.
Khusbi shook it. "I think it's almost done. Want some," Khushi asked, licking her finger clean from whipped cream.
"That depends. How am I getting it?" Arnav didn't want to run anymore.
Khushi tapped her cheek for a moment and then looked at Arnav. There was a gleam in her eyes and Arnav knew something was up. Khushi shook the can and sprayed some on her breasts. Arnav felt tempted to go over to Khushi on the spot, until what she did next. She spread her legs out and sprayed the whipped cream from her cleavage, past her belly button, down her love line, all the way to her lower region.
"This way," she said seductively.
Arnav walked over to the bed and dropped Khushi's bra and panty on the floor. He took of his shirt, revealing his sexy, sculpted chest and went over to Khushi.
"You're such a tease," Arnav said, sitting beside her.
"I can't help myself."
Arnav smirked and moved over to Khushi's legs and began to remove all the whipped cream and gave her an extra special treat (;-) lolz). He slowly moved up and removed every bit of whipped cream off of her and gave her a kiss. Khushi tasted the whipped cream and herself on his lips.
"Arnav," she said in the middle of kisses, "I… want you… now."
Arnav let go of Khushi and leaned his forehead on her's. "No Khushi."
Khushi looked at him. "What? B-but why?"
"You have to answer me a few questions."
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