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||The Mehendi 'Fun'ction||
There was a pile of unfinished work in Shantivan, and then there was Anjali, who could do nothing but just helplessly order the workers to finish off with the pending decorations as soon as possible. After all today was her brother's Mehendi Function, and she always being the event planner in the family by default, how wouldn't she want everything to be perfect? Naniji even asked her to deal calmly with things, but then entered Nandkishore, the very happy would-be groom who met Lavanya, fell in love with her and then pestered everybody to get married to her in the traditional Indian way... Something which he always dreamt about after witnessing Payal-Akash's wedding and even Khushi's wedding with his bhai 'Nannav'!
Hence, Anjali made sure that everything was perfectly Indian', just like NK wished for.
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Clad in a lavender hued beautiful chiffon saree paired with cream colored blouse, Khushi chirpily roamed around the mansion with a wide smile constantly fixed on her face... Obviously it was the first wedding that she would be attending as Mrs. Raizada, and so she loved the compliments that she was receiving from everyone. Despite of all the efforts she made to get ready for the Mehendi Function, the evidently visible happiness on her face was the most beautiful feature about her... And why wouldn't it be? After all she was more than satisfied in her blissful married life!
Though in the name of 'efforts', she had simply put on light make up with hairs left open but a small clip holding few hair strands behind, and for accessories she had her late mother's anklets, a pair of shimmery golden earrings and her two most favorite things- The sindoor & mangalsutra- Since these always gave her a feeling of belonging to her man, her soul mate... To the love of her life!
However, as she stepped into her bedroom, her smile immediately changed into a frown, since she realized that there was just one person left to have a look at her.
"Laad Governor! Always busy with that stupid laptop!"
Khushi muttered angrily under her breathe when she watched her mighty husband keenly engrossed into his work, not really bothered about how he was upsetting his lady by not giving time to her and other family members even during a family function!
How much workaholic is he? The Shaitaan was too much busy to even feel her Sundari growing furious behind him with each passing second as he went on typing something swiftly on the keyboard. Sometimes she really wished she could take that damn laptop and throw it away into the pool!
But a second later, the same Sundari kept her anger aside as a playful smile gradually crept onto her lips and her big light brown eyes twinkled in mischief. She raised up her both hands to have a look at the intricate & fine mehendi patterns adorning her skin there, and then looked at him in the same way.
"Arnavjiii!"
"What?"
Arnav raised his head and turned back in concern on suddenly hearing the loud call from his wife, who stood uneasy in the same place. She gestured him to come in, while trying to keep a troubled face
"Please... help me out. I..."
"What happened?" He quickly came on hearing her helpless cry, though looking at her in perplexity.
"I... feel... There's some insect in my blouse.."
"What the..."
Arnav unbelievably stared at his crazy wife, too baffled as to how to react! At one point he even let out a slight chuckle, but immediately went silent when his tigress gave him a glare and gestured him to help her.
"Stop with your what the's! I feel so itchy..."
"How would you get an insect under your clothes?" He interrupted in a little calm yet worried tone.
"Arre, what kind of a question is that?" Khushi protested in sheer annoyance, "I went to the storeroom for some work... Maybe...from there..."
"You're unbelievable!"
"Thanks for letting me know that. Now would you please help me?" She let out a feeble cry after the sarcastic remark, arching her body uncomfortably, "Seems like...it has bitten me..."
"Turn back. Where did it bite?"
"There... Near my left shoulder."
"Here?" Arnav asked, slightly running his fingers exactly at the point where she guided him.
"A little towards right..."
"Here?"
"More..."
He remained at his place trying to figure out the reason behind his wife's discomfort as she guided him where she felt itchy.
"Hmmm..."
In moments, Khushi forgot being the drama queen she was and let out a low moan on feeling the coldness of his fingers against her warm skin. She arched her back not out of uneasiness, but out of pure tease that she felt because of his touch... Even unintentionally Arnav easily turned on his wife, sometimes to such an extent that she didn't mind showing her boldness to him!
Arnav, on the other hand, wasn't a fool to not understand his dramatic wife and go on doing as she guided him a few minutes ago. It took only sometime for him to realize that there was no insect under her fabric... Rather, it was his ignorance towards her that made her uneasy and displeased.
"Arn..avji..."
Khushi slowly shut her eyes when he brought his hand forward & leisurely ran through her bare stomach beneath her saree, teasingly playing with her silver waist chain, while his other hand continued with the same ministration on her back and taking his own sweet time, he opened the knot of her blouse.
"Really? An insect? And it has...even bitten you?" Arnav whispered hoarsely into her ears, as he leaned closer and almost buried his face into the nape of her neck.
"I..." She found it difficult to speak with such proximity between the two, as always! "It's yet to bite... I guess..."
Arnav smirked, clearly aware of the hidden meaning behind her words as she spoke those in a playful tone.
"Aahhh... Ar...nav..ji..."
Khushi threw her head back in both pain & pleasure as he left his teeth mark below her ear, and the next second soothed her pain with a single flick of his hot tongue on the same spot. She raised her hands a little, but realizing that those were covered with mehendi, she powerlessly stood still. All this while Arnav wickedly looked at her through the mirror, with his male ego being satisfied to behold the affect his actions had on his lady. And looking down at her hands, he understood that today he had the golden opportunity to have his' way with her!
Oh, he often got such chances with her... And every time he got one, he used it to his heart's content!
"You think I'm a fool? I don't understand if there's really an insect or not?" He unhurriedly slid down the blouse off her shoulders.
"I was... just... kidding..around..." Khushi spoke in broken words with her body responding readily to his actions. It was only her husband who could make her both nervous & excited at the same time!
"Honey, you have no idea where you've landed up yourself!"
"Arnav..ji pl..ease.." She tried protesting incoherently, though in vain.
"Please what? You've got to be punished for disturbing me when I was working..." He said huskily, making her face towards him.
"But...My hands..."
"That's your concern Mrs. Raizada..."
Arnav took her inviting lips into a passionate kiss as she was startled for a second, but soon gave in and responded back to him with equal fervor. The feeling of submission despite of showing dominance over him, the helplessness to put her hands around him and feel his masculine form... These things unusually turned on Khushi. Pulling away from the kiss in need of oxygen, he lowered down to shower her neck with numerous open-mouthed kisses, making her moan his name in a strange pleasure.
"Damn it...You're too beautiful to be resisted!"
He murmured seductively in between those kisses, inhaling the rosy fragrance of her perfume that always drew him towards her. Khushi smiled shyly on hearing those words, which made her blush hard though she always loved to hear him talk to her that way.
Finding a great chance to be a more tease to her, Arnav pressed his hardness against her delicate form & busied his hands in taking off the barriers between them bit by bit, while Khushi could do nothing but simply cry out his name and keep her hands to herself... The hands that were itching to move all around his broad shoulders, to pull him closer... Only to show his man how badly she needed him.
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Planting another soft kiss on her earlobe, Arnav put on her earring back gently. All the while he didn't take his eyes off her, making her blush fiercely and look away. Khushi loved the tenderness her husband showed towards her every time after a heated make out between them, as if it was his own way to compensate for being rough with her. She guided him to adjust her saree plates properly which he did in the same manner, though not very skilled obviously. Leaving her long silky tresses open at her back, Arnav checked her out through the mirror to make sure that she had put on everything as she did before they indulged in the wicked act.
"Do you realize that you look prettier after I make love to you?" He whispered affectionately into her ears, while taking a pinch of sindoor from the little box kept on the dressing table and putting it into the partition of her hair.
A gush of excitement ran down through her spine with his remark, her eyes twinkling in immeasurable contentment as she slowly turned towards him and rewarded him with a soft kiss on his cheek.
"But how did you know... That I was lying about the insect?" Khushi's innocent doubt amused her husband, as he looked at her like she was the only crazy creature in a world of normal human beings!
"Because if there was really something making you uncomfortable, you'd have started dancing like crazy instead of simply standing and calling me out for help. Remember the trip to Nainital... When your clothes got stolen in jungle?"
By the time Arnav finished speaking, she had her lips opened in a perfect capital O as she recalled the supposed' trip to Nainital that she was expecting to make a romantic one for him and Lavanya, but instead, unintentionally ended up making it an adventurous one with her silly antics... One of them being the incident where she fell into a largely dug hole and got a real insect under her clothes, which were later stolen as she tried to get rid of that bug!
"And see, I didn't even mess with your mehendi. It's still there."
Arnav said gesturing towards her hands as she looked at those and let out a proud smile of her achievement. Of course it was no less than a challenge for her to keep her hands off him while he was provoking her with his ministrations a while ago, yet she managed to do so and keep her mehendi unspoiled.
"What do you mean you didn't mess with it? I am the one who kept my mehendi safe by not touching you." Khushi admitted brazenly, followed by a cheeky smile that brightened up her face even more.
"Fine... But remember, you can't keep your hands off me for a longer time..." Arnav gazed right into her eyes, making her feel weak in the knees on hearing those words.
"Khushi, are you in there?"
A loud knock on the door and Payal's voice from outside interrupted in the conversation that was apparently getting heated up with Arnav's statement. As Khushi looked away to reply to her sister, he still didn't take his eyes off her and in fact smirked at her, when he imagined how she would turn into a wild tigress once she had her hands free!
"Yes.." Khushi replied in a calm tone.
"Come down quick... Dadiji & Anjaliji are looking for you."
Khushi breathed in slight relief as Payal walked away from there and then once again moved her eyes towards her husband, who leaned closer and brought up his fingers to delicately caress her cheeks.
"See you again tonight, Mrs. Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada..."
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