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Slowly sliding the cover off his face, he peeked outside, his eyes open just slightly. Roaming his eyes in the room, he caught what he was searching for. Khushi keeps his toys in the lower compartment of their cupboard and always keeps the door open, so that her Jalebi can reach his toys whenever he wants. And now her Jalebi was sitting inside the cupboard, just like his Amma, and throwing his all toys out. He was too busy throwing his toys out, too much concentrating on his work. Arnav's molten eyes shone with mischief. This little Son of his barges in everytime he sees him with his Amma. Chiefly when he is romancing his wife. Now time to give him a taste of his own medicine. Again going inside the cover, he took Khushi in his arms.
Khushi's eyes jerked opened at the sudden pull. "Arnav ji ..." Came her sleep infused voice. "What are you doing?" She asked as she saw him securing the sheet from all side, keeping her glued to his bare chest.
"Shhh,... Not a word... I will do the talking, not you ..." Arnav warned, but his eyes still showed the same mischievous glint. Pulling his wife more close to him, his mouth came down on hers, moaning loudly.
Khushi pulled back with great force.
"Why the hell are you making noise?" Khushi whispered, her eyes big. "Ebu will be somewhere in the room ...He got u..."
Without giving any chance to his wife to continue further, he again pulled her, his strong arms keeping her caged to his chest and again his lips rested on hers, kissing her deeply and again making loud moaning sounds.
Khushi, half drugged by his sinful kiss, half panicked, just stared at him through her drooping eyes as he made various noises and kissed her. What is he doing? Ebu might hear them. That was the last thought on her mind and her eyes dropped closed as his equally sinful hands went inside her Kurti.
And after few seconds of kissing, Arnav felt some weight on his back. He lifted his mouth from the tempting little mouth of his wife.
"What ... are ... you ... doing...?" Khushi managed to ask between his pecks.
"Shh..." he covered his mouth with hers and again made a loud moan. Lifting himself little, he inclined his body to left and as expected, his Son rolled down from his back. Arnav smirked and looked down at his wife.
"You know I give back as good as I get .." he whispered against her lips. "And it's time to give back to your little Son." And soon enough those words left his mouth, he again felt the weight on his back. Securing the sheet from both side, Arnav inclined to his right, making Abeer role down again. And soon heard a loud shrieking sound.
"Arnav ji ..." khushi tried to push him off her but he held her firm.
"Shh, Khushi ... just wait and see ..." saying that he flipped over and now lay flat on the bed with his wife on his chest.
Khushi opened her mouth to chide him again but stopped as she felt some weight on her back.
Arnav saw her confused face and smirked. Holding her firm to his chest, he tilted her body to left.
"That's your Son.." Arnav supplied, easing her confusion
"You Laad Governor, that's why you were making noises. Leave me now.." Khushi wiggled, but he held her firm.
"Yes... Now shhh... " Again flipping, he made her lay beneath him. "Hmmm... Hmmm..."
Khushi's wide eyes widened more and cheeks turned deep red as she heard him faking moan.
And soon the weight on his back was back again. Suppressing a chuckle, he bend to his left, making Abeer fall down again. And soon a loud agitated cry reached his ears , and this time he can't help the small chuckle that left his mouth.
"Arnav ji , stop it. What are you doing? My poor baby will be upset." Khushi again tried to push him to no avail.
"Your poor baby is not poor baby' , he is a little devil, who is always glued to you like bees to honey and starts stinging me as soon as I get any close to you.."
"Do not call my baby devil. You are devil, you laad governor." She smacked his chest.
"And you are a She-Devil, that makes us a small family of Devils..." he quipped and rolled with her, wrapping the sheet around them.
"Amm..maa!!"
Khushi heard Ebu's cry.
"You are a real Devil, Arnav ji! Leave me!"
"Not so soon..." he winked, and rolled again, tangling them more in the sheet.
Abeer glared at the sheet rolled in front of him, his face red and eyes filling with angry tears. With his face adorned with a sad pout, he again stood on his feet and jumped on the sheet. Feeling his Father's broad shoulder beneath his palm, he sat on the back and started smacking with his tiny fist.
"Ouch... " Arnav cried.
Khushi giggled.
"Don't mess with him, Arnav ji, he will fight you till he gets what he wants.." Khushi boosted.
"Let's see .." Arnav said and bent left, but as soon as he took his initial position , the weight was back again, not allowing him to roll again. "Your Devil has come prepared this time... He is holding the sheet this time..."
Khushi gave him an I-told-you-so look.
Abeer sat there determined, smacking with whole energy he can muster and trying to drag the sheet down.
"This little brat of yours..." Arnav tried to shake him off him, but his Son's hold was firm.
Abeer tried his all might to drag the sheet down and as soon as he felt the soft silk against his palm, he held it firmly and pulled it.
"Ahh..."
Khushi burst into uncontrollable mirth beneath her husband as her Son pulled her husband's head back by his hair.
"Ouch ... Leave my hair, you brat!" Arnav winced.
But Abeer kept his hold tight and pulled on his Father's hair, now almost sitting on his father's neck with his both tiny legs dangling from his father's either shoulder.
"Amm...maa... Amm...maa..."
"Just get off me, Arnav ji, else he will not leave you..." Khushi managed between her laugh.
"No...I will not." Arnav said determined, ready for the battle. Reaching back , he caught his Son with one hand and with other he dislodged his firm hold on his hair. Now catching him with his both hand, he brought him front and laid him beside Khushi.
"What happened, little one? What do you want?" Arnav asked with a lazy smile on his lips as he rested his lips on his wife's cheek.
Abeer stood up again on his wobbly legs, anger etched on his handsome face. Taking his father's hand in his , which was lying beside his Amma, he caught hold of a finger and gave a bite with his two tooth.
"Ahhh..." Arnav pulled back his hand. "You ..." Arnav leapt forward to catch him, but his Son moved back.
Seeing enough space between his Paa and Ammaa to accommodate him, he dashed forward and laid on his Amma's chest, his small arms going around his Amma's neck.
Khushi lifted her hand and held him close to her heart.
Arnav looked down at his Son's back.
"This time I let you win... But next time, mess with me and see the consequences yourself.." Arnav warned as he lay beside his wife and looked in his Son's molten liquid, so much like his own.
"Boo..." he directed towards his father as he lifted his face from his Amma's chest and rested against her cheek, still staring at his Paa.
"I am not scared of your Boo... So keep it safe with you, understood Son?" He quipped as he inched closer and kissed his wife's lips.
"Boo Boo Boo Boo .." he chanted as he slapped his Paa's face with his soft palm.
"Ebu..." Khushi caught his hand. "bad bad Ebu..." She shook her head at him. "Amma loves Ebu , Amma loves Paa too ... Paa loves Ebu , Paa loves Amma too ... Ebu loves Amma , Ebu loves Paa too ... Now Ebu will give a sweet kissy to Paa, right? Come ... kiss him ..."
"Ya... First slap to your heart's content and then kiss..." Arnav said as he rubbed his cheek.
"Arnav ji?" Khushi coaxed.
Giving in, Arnav forwarded his cheek.
"Ebu , kiss Paa..." Khushi said to his Son and saw him obeying her. She smiled.
"Yuck! What a bitter kiss it was" Arnav whined and rubbed his cheek against his pillow.
"Arnav ji!" She slapped his shoulder. "You are too much!"
Ebu lifted his head to look at his Amma, a sad pout gracing his face.
Khushi looked at her Son's sad face, ready to burst into tears any second.
"He is lying, sweetheart. My jalebi's kiss is the sweetest kiss ever." She cupped his face and gave a kiss on his lips. "Sweetest kiss ever... He is just jealous, you don't kiss him na ..."
Arnav's hand went around them and pulled his family close to him.
"Abeer's kiss is the sweetest, I agree.." Arnav kissed his Son. Its one thing to fight whole day with him, and all together a different story to see his sad face. Fighting with him is fun, but seeing him sad squeezes his heart in a painful grip. Taking his family under his protection, he pulled the sheet over them.
"Little Devil family under one sheet" Arnav grinned, making his wife giggle, which in turn resulted in his Son's toothy squeal.
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