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There is an OS from romanticChick (Supriya or Chicks) on page 11...continued on 13...
and a part 2 by Vrushy on page 15...and Part 3 by Janet.Das on page 36, and Last part by none other than Yours Truly...Nargis on page 38.
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Arnav ke Adhoore shabd Aur Adhoore Rishte - His concept of LIVE-IN vs. his concept of MARRIAGE...
To date we have seen ASR assert that he does not believe in the concept of marriage, and so he has proposed and is now having a LIVE-IN relationship with Lavanya. To date I have always been under the impression that Arnav had a problem with the marriage label, but he does not have a problem with the duties and responsibilities of a mutual live in relationship, BUT aaj mera yeh BHRAM toot gaya.
I understand that ASR is in a very confused state of mind and heart...as he is in a transition phase...where what he believed is not what he wants anymore...what he now wants is not what he believed he wanted before.
However, his refusal to see La as if WIFE, and his DENOUNCEMENT that she will never be his wife, has made me question what ASR wants out of this LIVE-IN relationship. As La was handing him his Jacket, he says "yeh sab kya kar rahi ho...tum meri wife nahi ho." So in saying this, we can clearly see that ARNAV believes these small duties are a part of the role of a WIFE, as he has always seen Anjali do these things for Shayam. So by denying Lavanya to carry out these duties, he is in fact stating that she DOES NOT have the HAQOOQ (plural of HAQ - meaning RIGHTS) as his PARTNER that a WIFE would have.
So then can someone tell me what ASR has expected and what he expects to give La in this LIVE IN...no commitment, no rights, no duties...so what's left...simply mutual consensual SEX?? BTW...they are living in separate rooms...so I guess SEX is out the door too...so what is left in this relationship??
With this said...How is ASR any different than Shayam in the want of SEX? Atleast Shayam is offering marriage as a means to the SEX, where as ASR, wants it condition less...no??
Please NO BASHING...I hate Shayam, and am in now way condoning what he is doing, plus I am an ASR fan..., but I would like to have a HEALTHY DISCUSSION...so if you can't discuss without bashing, then please STAY OUT!!!
Looking forward to your thoughts and views...
--Nargis😉
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Here is the OS in its entirety...Enjoy!!
Under your spell... By, Romantic.Chick, Rushtrip, Janet.Das, and --Nargis--
She hid behind the door, hands covering her open mouth, when she saw Arnav striding up the stairs towards his room, where she had Lavanya all decked up as a bride and waiting. 'Now what', she raised her terror filled eyes towards Lavanya sitting sedately on the bed, not looking up, as instructed by Khushi herself a couple of minutes ago. Today, he is going to kill me, Khushi thought of possible escape plans wildly, closing her eyes finally and saying a prayer to her devi mayyiya. There was no place under the bed too for her to hide' and the poolside door was too far now, as she heard his footfall near the door.
Still with her eyes shut, as if blanking him out of her vision would make him go away, Khushi's skin tingled, as felt him enter the room. She opened one eye apprehensively to see his back to her stopping short of the bed where Lavanya sat.
As predicted by Khushi, he stood motionless for a few seconds, taking in the sight. And as also predicted his first words were 'what the'' as he stormed closer to the bed with a loud 'LAVANYA'' that had Khushi rooted to the spot in fear. What is this new drama, Lavanya,' He barked at her, as Lavanya also moved back in fear sitting on his bed. She stole a glance at Khushi from under the veil, but found her also wide eyed and rooted to the spot behind the door.
'I told you this morning I don't see you as my wife ' and now THIS!' he continued, his head bursting.
He was going get that Khushi Kumari Gupta for this, even if it was the last thing he ever did, he swore under his breath. But for now, he needed Lavanya and all her bridal finery out of his room ' he needed some peace and quiet to get his throbbing head back in order. Didn't you just hear what I said, Lavanya '' he spoke in a deathly quiet tone now. His 'GET OUT' that followed was loud enough to have Lavanya scurry on to her feet and run out of the room, the embellished dupatta falling back from her head in a glittering pool near the door.
Khushi, chanting her prayers feverishly, watched his tense back as he stood still, legs a little apart and fists clenched. She tried to tiptoe out of the open door, before he could turn around and find her there, and stepped on to the bridal dupatta. She gingerly picked up, intending to return it to Lavanyaji on her way out ' if she ever got out that is!
Don't let him turn, don't let him turn, she kept chanting, but devi mayyiya was in no mood to listen to her it seemed. It was the exact moment that Arnav turned to shut the door. Her first instinct was to hide, and in a childish gesture, Khushi took the dupatta and threw it on herself to cover his face from him. Arnav stopped, his arms on either doorframe, as he saw her standing against the wall. Through the net of the red bridal dupatta he could see trepidation flitter across her face, as she watched him slowly shut the door and turn towards her.
She could feel the fury in his stance as he came and stood inches away from her trembling frame.
'Khushi Kumari Gupta'' he began through clenched teeth ' Khushi shut her eyes tight against the onslaught that she knew would come next. 'Oh, why did I have to interfere in their relationship again', she scolded herself, waiting for his next words.
'Look at me, when I am speaking to you,' he bellowed, his hands coming up to remove the dupatta that was coming between them. He lifted the veil revealing her pale face, eyes shut tight and lips quivering with fear. Arnav stopped midway, his body suddenly relaxing, as he set eyes on her. Words that were forming next on his lips just stalled as he stared open-mouthed at the picture of loveliness that was in front of him.
Khushi waited for the offensive words to hit her any minute now. Silence ' silence? She wondered' had he had a heart attack, with all that screaming and getting angry' she opened her eyes slowly raising her chin a little to look up at him.
Looking straight into those chocolate brown eyes, Khushi's heart missed a beat at what she saw there. He was staring at her enthralled. Whatever it was that he was about to say was gone ' lost '
As they stood there lost on each other's eyes, Arnav unconsciously slowly continued to lift the rest of the dupatta off her head and Khushi could only stare back, fascinated at the play of emotions on his face. It was when he had the dupatta removed completed, and clutched in his hand, that Khushi broke away from his eyes to look down shyly.
So you are very fond of the institution of marriage,' Arnav whispered somewhere close to her face. Khushi shivered at his sinister tone, looking up at him to see what he meant. 'Always preaching, and teaching Lavanya the wrong things,' he continued in the same tone. Khushi tensed, unable to move away, even though he was not holding or touching her. 'Why don't I show you exactly what is it to be married now,' he taunted her, now moving closer, pinning her against the wall completely.
Khushi watched in alarm as he stood barely touching her and dropping the dupatta from his hand continued to unbutton his waistcoat slowly. Shrugging it off his broad shoulders, he next pulled his shirt out where it was tucked into his trouser and started unbuttoning it, his eyes never leaving her horror filled ones.
Khushi's eyes when down to his perfectly chiseled body as he shrugged the shirt off too. She started in wonder at his muscular frame as he threw the shirt to join the dupatta and waistcoat on the floor.
Still not looking away from her face, he braced himself against the wall, pinning her between both his outstretched arms. Khushi felt the cool texture of the wall against her back, and the heat from his chest against her breasts. Arnav, who had planned only to scare her by his actions, had no idea how and when the tides turned on him, and now his only thought was to pin her against his naked chest and kiss her senseless.
It was as if her eyes had put a spell on him. Those mesmerizing eyes made him forget everything. Even the fact that she was out of bounds for him. He was supposed to be committed to someone else but her pull was too much for him. He leaned in, slowly, letting only a small gap remain between them. He could now hear her hissing breath, he looked at the eyes that were looking at the floor rather than him. He saw her clench her dupatta on her sides. The head turned away exposing the curvy neck, the braid on the other side. He came closer to her and whispered against her neck.
"Pata hai, shaadi ke baad kya hota hai ek pati patni ke beech?" He spoke against her neck letting his warm breath tease her skin. He saw her gulp, her eyes still riveted to the ground.
"Meri taraf dekho Khushi," He murmured, "Dekho kya hota hai" and then he took one of her hands, making her relinquish the dupatta and placed her hand on his chest. He held her wrist lightly for he had seen the marks he left on her but he was going to show her exactly what happened between a man and a woman and one did not need to be married to make that happen.
He did not know while teaching her a lesson, he would learn a few too. He learned in that split second, what her touch did to him. He burned. He ached. But he will see this through he thought acidly. Even if it kills him. He stepped even closer now the only thing between them was the hand on his chest. He mumbled in her ear, "Kyon, ab darr gayee?" He laced his fingers over hers and squeezed her hand. He then touched his lips to her ear pinna saying very softly, "Kuch ho raha hai?"
Khushi had then suddenly sprung into action, she had pushed him and that is when he lost control. He took a step back only to find balance and then held her hands and pinning them against the wall, and her against him. His bare chest against her dress. Her hair tickling him. And before she could speak, he kissed her. Closing every avenue of noise and opening the floodgates of emotions, emotions that were so far held with leash now let loose. He kissed her tenderly, his hands bringing her arms down on the side and his fingers intertwined with hers, as he let all his ache from the morning spill out.
He had wanted to touch her in the morning. To caress the marks he had put on her for he felt her hurt, he had felt her. He had wanted to cover the wound not with the dupatta but with his lips. As if, following his thoughts with action, he lifted his head from hers to kiss her bare arm where he had held her tightly last night. He then felt her sharp intake of her breath and she said, "Please jaane dijiye." He heard the sob in her voice and lifted his head to see the tears well up there.
"Aur nahin jaane doon toh?" He asked defiantly.
"Woh ' " But before she could finish her sentence, they heard a knock on the door and Arnav let go realizing it must be JP.
He motioned for her to go to the bathroom. Khushi not wanting to embarrass herself or him, went into the bathroom quickly. Arnav then asked JP to come in with his tea.
He waited patiently for him to leave and then closed the doors and walked into the bathroom, to find Khushi sitting on the edge of the tub, head bowed, fiddling with the dupatta yet again.
The second she heard someone come in she scrambled to her feet and in hurry, slipped and fell backwards only to turn the knob of the shower and yelped as the blast of cold water hit her face and shoulder. Arnav had sprung forward to hold her hand and had been pulled forward by her and gravity only to find himself under the spray of the water as they both had fallen into the tub and the water, making them wet in patches. Arms and legs entwined and Arnav on top of her. She had hit the back of the head against the tub and was winded with him on top.
"Tum theek ho?" He asked trying to move but was impossible in the tub. So he slid over her and went on his side to make some room to get her out from under him. She placed her hand on his arm and tried to lift herself up but ended up slipping back due to the curve of the tub. In the scramble she ended up being on top of him and wet in the process.
She reached over his head to the knob to turn it off when her breast grazed his chin and then lips and she froze. Arnav had his hand on her waist to hoist her and it had stilled to. He automatically kissed her through the wet clothes on tight bud. Khushi forgot everything and pulled her hand from the knob, her hand going to his head.
Arnav slid his other hand up the side of her waist to reach the neckline when they heard a knock on the bathroom door and Anjali say, "Chotte, khana lag gaya hai, tum neeche aa rahe ho na?"
Arnav looked at the delectable dish of desire in front of him and mused ironically, there was no going down.
Giving some reply to Di, he helped Khushi get up and then helped himself out of the tub. He wondered what they would do now, with her wet and him''. cutting the thought, he threw a towel towards her and walked out.
He walked towards his cupboard to pick out dry clothes and then throwing caution to the wind turned to the intercom to let Di know that he'll skip dinner and is gonna sleep, so would like no disturbances.
Khushi had untied her braid and dried her hair. She dragged the towel over herself trying to dry her clothes as much as she could and squeezed water out of the ends.
Forgetting about what Arnav had done, her eyes widened just thinking of her own wanton behavior. She had never felt those sensations in her life. The current that passed through her when Arnav kissed her breast was nothing like anything she had ever experienced in her life.
Her hand flew to her mouth when she remembered he own hand go to his head.
Khushi Kumari Gupta, did you actually hold Arnav Singh Raizada's head to your chest out of your accord, she thought, scandalized. She vaguely looked around for a window that she could jump out of even if it meant breaking her neck. She needed to get out of here without having to look into his eyes. Ever. She quickly squeezed out the water from her dupatta and wrapped it around herself to cover the wet clothes which were sticking tightly to her.
She stood with her hand on the bathroom door and decided to whoosh out before he had a chance to even realize what happened. Or better still, she thought, he might have left the room.
She took a deep breath, pulled open the door and rushed out. Then, she stopped dead.
Arnav Singh Raizada was standing, gorgeously shirtless still, with his back leaning against the door of his room and one knee pulled up to rest that feet againts the door too, with his hands folded. As if waiting leisurely for her to come out.
Khushi swallowed. So much for leaving unnoticed, she thought. She thought of going to the door, but then thought better of it. She wished he would say something. But he just stood there leisurely checking out her wet form right from her wet toes to her wet open hair.
"Aap.." she stammered and cleared her throat "Aap hatiye waha se.." She felt ridiculous standing at the other end of the room asking him to move. But, she still felt like the distance wasn't enough. Arnav raised an eyebrow and said "Kyu?"
She still couldn't look at his face. She took a deep breath and said "Hume nikalna hai"
"Oh achcha?" he said leisurely. He made a show of turning around and securing the bolt on the door. Then he walked over to dim all the lights in the room.
Khushi took a sharp breath and he said "Woh Di ko bola ki mai sone jaa raha hu toh.. you know.." he gestured. Then he started walking towards her slowly saying "aise kaise jaaogi Khushi? Tumhaare toh saare kapde bheeg gaye. Pehle ye kapde toh utaaro"
Khushi panicked. Her eyes widened as she looked around for an escape. She turned around and pushed the bathroom door open, but, as if reading her mind, his hand closed over hers on the knob as he pulled it right back shut.
Khushi could feel him pressed up against her back. She could feel his heat through her wet clothes. He removed her hand from the knob and turned her around against himself. Khushi looked up at his eyes and that was her mistake - she forgot everything. She was lost in his eyes, which were turning darker with every passing second. He leaned closer and whispered "Meri baat khatam nahi huyi thi. Tumne use mere bed pe bithaya tha na. Use bataya tha na use kya karna hai?"
Khushi couldn't look away even as she felt his breath on her face. "Ab mai batata hu ki mujhe kya karna chahiye" he was almost breathing into her mouth. He slowly removed the dupatta from around her saying "mujhe pehle ye dupatta nikaalna chahiye" Khushi was powerless. She just looked at his eyes, flitting her eyes to his mouth every time he spoke. She didn't notice the dupatta fall near their feet.
With a jerk he pulled her flush against himsel and she tumbled against his chest with her hangs grabbing his biceps. His hand marked a trail of fire against her back through her wet kameez.
She held his biceps tighter when his hand reached her skin above the kameez. His nose touched hers as he pulled open the dori breathing "Phir mujhe ye dori kholni chahiye"
She exhaled into his mouth when she felt her kameez loosen up at the top. Then, she forgot to breathe altogether when she felt him run his hands over her back where the dori came open and then over her nape until he dipped his fingertips to grip the already loose kameez on her shoulder. He moved his other hand up her back to hold the kameez on her other shoulder.
Running his nose against hers and then against her lips down her jaw and then neck, he placed an open-mouhted kiss on her nape as he moved her kameez down her shoulder until her upper arm.
Khushi sighed audibly and left his biceps to run her arms down his chest through his sides to settle on his naked back as she involuntarily snuggled closer to him with her eyes drooping shut.
Groaning, Arnav pulled her wet open hair and closed his mouth over hers. They sighed into each others mouths in contentment and Khushi's hands started roaming on his naked back as she pressed herself into him while he ran havoc in her mouth with his tongue.
He backed her up fully against the bathroom door and yanked her kameez with his hands down until it settled near her waist. She was naked waist up, except for her modest cotton bra when he pulled her against him.
They gasped audibly into each others' mouths when their skin came in contact. Arnav groaned as she wriggled against him and unwittingly he ground his hips into hers. She stilled as she felt his hardness move against her. Not giving her time to complete that thought, he unclasped her bra, threw it down and pulled her breasts flush against his bare chest. Khushi broke the kiss as her head fell back against the door and she clutched on to him as her knees gave away.
Arnav stepped back, picked her up and dropped her on the bed. He stood for a second, loosening his belt and pants before covering her with himself, closing one of his hands on her breast, and kissing her senseless again.
Just as they were reaching the culmination of their passion'.there came a loud knock at the door. Anjali called out to Arnav'."Chote'utho'suno'Payal Ji ka abhi abhi phone ayaa'.Woh keh rahi hai ke khushi abhi tak ghar nahi paunchi'..please tum ja kar usko dhoondho na! Arnav'yeh darwaaza kyoon lock hai'.tum sunn rahe ho'uttho'"
As Khusi heard Anjali's voice again, she opened her mouth to answer, but Arnav clamped his hand over her mouth just in time to prevent her from giving them away. He motioned to Khushi to keep quiet'. caught his breath'and then called out to Anjali saying "Di'theek hai'mein jaa ke usko doondhta hoon'.Bahaut late hogaya hai'aap jaa ke sojayye'.mein bas abhi tayyar hoke nikal ta hoon.
Arnav waited to make sure that Anjali left for her room before turning to Khushi and swooping down for one last taste of heaven'he kissed her soundlessly'.robbing her of her very breath. He then pulled himself off of her before he lost all control again. She too followed suit, and staggered slightly as she stood up all of a sudden. Arnav again came to her rescue by snaking his hands around her waist to steady her and warned her to be more careful. She looked down instead of in his eyes, as she realized the state of their undress. He too noticed her chagrin'so he bent down and retrieved her now dry bra and kameez, and handed it to her. She was still so shy, that she asked him to turn around while she changed, but ofcourse he refused. He reminded her that he has seen all of her already'so what more was there to hide'but Khushi was still so embarrassed that she ran to the bathroom so that she could dress in some semblance of peace.
Arnav too took the cue, and quickly dressed. Khushi finally emerged from the bathroom fully dressed, but was fully decorated with a new pink hue'a telltale sign of his effects on her. He then snuck her out of the house via the Pool side door of his room, and dropped her home. He then returned home with a smile on his lips and a glow in his eyes, as if he was still under her spell.
Under Your Spell'''..
I was okay 'til you came along
I saw your face and I was gone
The world stood still when you were near
My heart yelled out did ya hear..
Under your spell
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
Oh under your spell
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell... yow
Ooh I could feel the fire in my eyes
A mean desire that I could not disguise
You were so close but so far away
Action is better than words any day
I knew it was wrong but I felt the need
To have your love seemed like my destiny
Ya better look out 'cause I'm movin' in
Oh, I wanna feel it, feel it again
Under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
Under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
Under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
Oh under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell...
Ooh ooh.. ooh ooh.. ooh ooh..
Whoo hoo oo oo oo
WHISPER:
Under your spell
Under your spell
SING:
Oh, oh let me go
You know, I've gotta - gotta break away
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah...
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah...
Under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
Under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
My love ya got... (under your spell...)
Ooh.., oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh baby baby baby please (under your spell...)
Oh no no no no no no no no no..
Ooh, whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Under your spell...)
Oh...
(Under your spell...)
Oh..
and a part 2 by Vrushy on page 15...and Part 3 by Janet.Das on page 36, and Last part by none other than Yours Truly...Nargis on page 38.
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Arnav ke Adhoore shabd Aur Adhoore Rishte - His concept of LIVE-IN vs. his concept of MARRIAGE...
To date we have seen ASR assert that he does not believe in the concept of marriage, and so he has proposed and is now having a LIVE-IN relationship with Lavanya. To date I have always been under the impression that Arnav had a problem with the marriage label, but he does not have a problem with the duties and responsibilities of a mutual live in relationship, BUT aaj mera yeh BHRAM toot gaya.
I understand that ASR is in a very confused state of mind and heart...as he is in a transition phase...where what he believed is not what he wants anymore...what he now wants is not what he believed he wanted before.
However, his refusal to see La as if WIFE, and his DENOUNCEMENT that she will never be his wife, has made me question what ASR wants out of this LIVE-IN relationship. As La was handing him his Jacket, he says "yeh sab kya kar rahi ho...tum meri wife nahi ho." So in saying this, we can clearly see that ARNAV believes these small duties are a part of the role of a WIFE, as he has always seen Anjali do these things for Shayam. So by denying Lavanya to carry out these duties, he is in fact stating that she DOES NOT have the HAQOOQ (plural of HAQ - meaning RIGHTS) as his PARTNER that a WIFE would have.
So then can someone tell me what ASR has expected and what he expects to give La in this LIVE IN...no commitment, no rights, no duties...so what's left...simply mutual consensual SEX?? BTW...they are living in separate rooms...so I guess SEX is out the door too...so what is left in this relationship??
With this said...How is ASR any different than Shayam in the want of SEX? Atleast Shayam is offering marriage as a means to the SEX, where as ASR, wants it condition less...no??
Please NO BASHING...I hate Shayam, and am in now way condoning what he is doing, plus I am an ASR fan..., but I would like to have a HEALTHY DISCUSSION...so if you can't discuss without bashing, then please STAY OUT!!!
Looking forward to your thoughts and views...
--Nargis😉
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Here is the OS in its entirety...Enjoy!!
Under your spell... By, Romantic.Chick, Rushtrip, Janet.Das, and --Nargis--
She hid behind the door, hands covering her open mouth, when she saw Arnav striding up the stairs towards his room, where she had Lavanya all decked up as a bride and waiting. 'Now what', she raised her terror filled eyes towards Lavanya sitting sedately on the bed, not looking up, as instructed by Khushi herself a couple of minutes ago. Today, he is going to kill me, Khushi thought of possible escape plans wildly, closing her eyes finally and saying a prayer to her devi mayyiya. There was no place under the bed too for her to hide' and the poolside door was too far now, as she heard his footfall near the door.
Still with her eyes shut, as if blanking him out of her vision would make him go away, Khushi's skin tingled, as felt him enter the room. She opened one eye apprehensively to see his back to her stopping short of the bed where Lavanya sat.
As predicted by Khushi, he stood motionless for a few seconds, taking in the sight. And as also predicted his first words were 'what the'' as he stormed closer to the bed with a loud 'LAVANYA'' that had Khushi rooted to the spot in fear. What is this new drama, Lavanya,' He barked at her, as Lavanya also moved back in fear sitting on his bed. She stole a glance at Khushi from under the veil, but found her also wide eyed and rooted to the spot behind the door.
'I told you this morning I don't see you as my wife ' and now THIS!' he continued, his head bursting.
He was going get that Khushi Kumari Gupta for this, even if it was the last thing he ever did, he swore under his breath. But for now, he needed Lavanya and all her bridal finery out of his room ' he needed some peace and quiet to get his throbbing head back in order. Didn't you just hear what I said, Lavanya '' he spoke in a deathly quiet tone now. His 'GET OUT' that followed was loud enough to have Lavanya scurry on to her feet and run out of the room, the embellished dupatta falling back from her head in a glittering pool near the door.
Khushi, chanting her prayers feverishly, watched his tense back as he stood still, legs a little apart and fists clenched. She tried to tiptoe out of the open door, before he could turn around and find her there, and stepped on to the bridal dupatta. She gingerly picked up, intending to return it to Lavanyaji on her way out ' if she ever got out that is!
Don't let him turn, don't let him turn, she kept chanting, but devi mayyiya was in no mood to listen to her it seemed. It was the exact moment that Arnav turned to shut the door. Her first instinct was to hide, and in a childish gesture, Khushi took the dupatta and threw it on herself to cover his face from him. Arnav stopped, his arms on either doorframe, as he saw her standing against the wall. Through the net of the red bridal dupatta he could see trepidation flitter across her face, as she watched him slowly shut the door and turn towards her.
She could feel the fury in his stance as he came and stood inches away from her trembling frame.
'Khushi Kumari Gupta'' he began through clenched teeth ' Khushi shut her eyes tight against the onslaught that she knew would come next. 'Oh, why did I have to interfere in their relationship again', she scolded herself, waiting for his next words.
'Look at me, when I am speaking to you,' he bellowed, his hands coming up to remove the dupatta that was coming between them. He lifted the veil revealing her pale face, eyes shut tight and lips quivering with fear. Arnav stopped midway, his body suddenly relaxing, as he set eyes on her. Words that were forming next on his lips just stalled as he stared open-mouthed at the picture of loveliness that was in front of him.
Khushi waited for the offensive words to hit her any minute now. Silence ' silence? She wondered' had he had a heart attack, with all that screaming and getting angry' she opened her eyes slowly raising her chin a little to look up at him.
Looking straight into those chocolate brown eyes, Khushi's heart missed a beat at what she saw there. He was staring at her enthralled. Whatever it was that he was about to say was gone ' lost '
As they stood there lost on each other's eyes, Arnav unconsciously slowly continued to lift the rest of the dupatta off her head and Khushi could only stare back, fascinated at the play of emotions on his face. It was when he had the dupatta removed completed, and clutched in his hand, that Khushi broke away from his eyes to look down shyly.
So you are very fond of the institution of marriage,' Arnav whispered somewhere close to her face. Khushi shivered at his sinister tone, looking up at him to see what he meant. 'Always preaching, and teaching Lavanya the wrong things,' he continued in the same tone. Khushi tensed, unable to move away, even though he was not holding or touching her. 'Why don't I show you exactly what is it to be married now,' he taunted her, now moving closer, pinning her against the wall completely.
Khushi watched in alarm as he stood barely touching her and dropping the dupatta from his hand continued to unbutton his waistcoat slowly. Shrugging it off his broad shoulders, he next pulled his shirt out where it was tucked into his trouser and started unbuttoning it, his eyes never leaving her horror filled ones.
Khushi's eyes when down to his perfectly chiseled body as he shrugged the shirt off too. She started in wonder at his muscular frame as he threw the shirt to join the dupatta and waistcoat on the floor.
Still not looking away from her face, he braced himself against the wall, pinning her between both his outstretched arms. Khushi felt the cool texture of the wall against her back, and the heat from his chest against her breasts. Arnav, who had planned only to scare her by his actions, had no idea how and when the tides turned on him, and now his only thought was to pin her against his naked chest and kiss her senseless.
It was as if her eyes had put a spell on him. Those mesmerizing eyes made him forget everything. Even the fact that she was out of bounds for him. He was supposed to be committed to someone else but her pull was too much for him. He leaned in, slowly, letting only a small gap remain between them. He could now hear her hissing breath, he looked at the eyes that were looking at the floor rather than him. He saw her clench her dupatta on her sides. The head turned away exposing the curvy neck, the braid on the other side. He came closer to her and whispered against her neck.
"Pata hai, shaadi ke baad kya hota hai ek pati patni ke beech?" He spoke against her neck letting his warm breath tease her skin. He saw her gulp, her eyes still riveted to the ground.
"Meri taraf dekho Khushi," He murmured, "Dekho kya hota hai" and then he took one of her hands, making her relinquish the dupatta and placed her hand on his chest. He held her wrist lightly for he had seen the marks he left on her but he was going to show her exactly what happened between a man and a woman and one did not need to be married to make that happen.
He did not know while teaching her a lesson, he would learn a few too. He learned in that split second, what her touch did to him. He burned. He ached. But he will see this through he thought acidly. Even if it kills him. He stepped even closer now the only thing between them was the hand on his chest. He mumbled in her ear, "Kyon, ab darr gayee?" He laced his fingers over hers and squeezed her hand. He then touched his lips to her ear pinna saying very softly, "Kuch ho raha hai?"
Khushi had then suddenly sprung into action, she had pushed him and that is when he lost control. He took a step back only to find balance and then held her hands and pinning them against the wall, and her against him. His bare chest against her dress. Her hair tickling him. And before she could speak, he kissed her. Closing every avenue of noise and opening the floodgates of emotions, emotions that were so far held with leash now let loose. He kissed her tenderly, his hands bringing her arms down on the side and his fingers intertwined with hers, as he let all his ache from the morning spill out.
He had wanted to touch her in the morning. To caress the marks he had put on her for he felt her hurt, he had felt her. He had wanted to cover the wound not with the dupatta but with his lips. As if, following his thoughts with action, he lifted his head from hers to kiss her bare arm where he had held her tightly last night. He then felt her sharp intake of her breath and she said, "Please jaane dijiye." He heard the sob in her voice and lifted his head to see the tears well up there.
"Aur nahin jaane doon toh?" He asked defiantly.
"Woh ' " But before she could finish her sentence, they heard a knock on the door and Arnav let go realizing it must be JP.
He motioned for her to go to the bathroom. Khushi not wanting to embarrass herself or him, went into the bathroom quickly. Arnav then asked JP to come in with his tea.
He waited patiently for him to leave and then closed the doors and walked into the bathroom, to find Khushi sitting on the edge of the tub, head bowed, fiddling with the dupatta yet again.
The second she heard someone come in she scrambled to her feet and in hurry, slipped and fell backwards only to turn the knob of the shower and yelped as the blast of cold water hit her face and shoulder. Arnav had sprung forward to hold her hand and had been pulled forward by her and gravity only to find himself under the spray of the water as they both had fallen into the tub and the water, making them wet in patches. Arms and legs entwined and Arnav on top of her. She had hit the back of the head against the tub and was winded with him on top.
"Tum theek ho?" He asked trying to move but was impossible in the tub. So he slid over her and went on his side to make some room to get her out from under him. She placed her hand on his arm and tried to lift herself up but ended up slipping back due to the curve of the tub. In the scramble she ended up being on top of him and wet in the process.
She reached over his head to the knob to turn it off when her breast grazed his chin and then lips and she froze. Arnav had his hand on her waist to hoist her and it had stilled to. He automatically kissed her through the wet clothes on tight bud. Khushi forgot everything and pulled her hand from the knob, her hand going to his head.
Arnav slid his other hand up the side of her waist to reach the neckline when they heard a knock on the bathroom door and Anjali say, "Chotte, khana lag gaya hai, tum neeche aa rahe ho na?"
Arnav looked at the delectable dish of desire in front of him and mused ironically, there was no going down.
Giving some reply to Di, he helped Khushi get up and then helped himself out of the tub. He wondered what they would do now, with her wet and him''. cutting the thought, he threw a towel towards her and walked out.
He walked towards his cupboard to pick out dry clothes and then throwing caution to the wind turned to the intercom to let Di know that he'll skip dinner and is gonna sleep, so would like no disturbances.
Khushi had untied her braid and dried her hair. She dragged the towel over herself trying to dry her clothes as much as she could and squeezed water out of the ends.
Forgetting about what Arnav had done, her eyes widened just thinking of her own wanton behavior. She had never felt those sensations in her life. The current that passed through her when Arnav kissed her breast was nothing like anything she had ever experienced in her life.
Her hand flew to her mouth when she remembered he own hand go to his head.
Khushi Kumari Gupta, did you actually hold Arnav Singh Raizada's head to your chest out of your accord, she thought, scandalized. She vaguely looked around for a window that she could jump out of even if it meant breaking her neck. She needed to get out of here without having to look into his eyes. Ever. She quickly squeezed out the water from her dupatta and wrapped it around herself to cover the wet clothes which were sticking tightly to her.
She stood with her hand on the bathroom door and decided to whoosh out before he had a chance to even realize what happened. Or better still, she thought, he might have left the room.
She took a deep breath, pulled open the door and rushed out. Then, she stopped dead.
Arnav Singh Raizada was standing, gorgeously shirtless still, with his back leaning against the door of his room and one knee pulled up to rest that feet againts the door too, with his hands folded. As if waiting leisurely for her to come out.
Khushi swallowed. So much for leaving unnoticed, she thought. She thought of going to the door, but then thought better of it. She wished he would say something. But he just stood there leisurely checking out her wet form right from her wet toes to her wet open hair.
"Aap.." she stammered and cleared her throat "Aap hatiye waha se.." She felt ridiculous standing at the other end of the room asking him to move. But, she still felt like the distance wasn't enough. Arnav raised an eyebrow and said "Kyu?"
She still couldn't look at his face. She took a deep breath and said "Hume nikalna hai"
"Oh achcha?" he said leisurely. He made a show of turning around and securing the bolt on the door. Then he walked over to dim all the lights in the room.
Khushi took a sharp breath and he said "Woh Di ko bola ki mai sone jaa raha hu toh.. you know.." he gestured. Then he started walking towards her slowly saying "aise kaise jaaogi Khushi? Tumhaare toh saare kapde bheeg gaye. Pehle ye kapde toh utaaro"
Khushi panicked. Her eyes widened as she looked around for an escape. She turned around and pushed the bathroom door open, but, as if reading her mind, his hand closed over hers on the knob as he pulled it right back shut.
Khushi could feel him pressed up against her back. She could feel his heat through her wet clothes. He removed her hand from the knob and turned her around against himself. Khushi looked up at his eyes and that was her mistake - she forgot everything. She was lost in his eyes, which were turning darker with every passing second. He leaned closer and whispered "Meri baat khatam nahi huyi thi. Tumne use mere bed pe bithaya tha na. Use bataya tha na use kya karna hai?"
Khushi couldn't look away even as she felt his breath on her face. "Ab mai batata hu ki mujhe kya karna chahiye" he was almost breathing into her mouth. He slowly removed the dupatta from around her saying "mujhe pehle ye dupatta nikaalna chahiye" Khushi was powerless. She just looked at his eyes, flitting her eyes to his mouth every time he spoke. She didn't notice the dupatta fall near their feet.
With a jerk he pulled her flush against himsel and she tumbled against his chest with her hangs grabbing his biceps. His hand marked a trail of fire against her back through her wet kameez.
She held his biceps tighter when his hand reached her skin above the kameez. His nose touched hers as he pulled open the dori breathing "Phir mujhe ye dori kholni chahiye"
She exhaled into his mouth when she felt her kameez loosen up at the top. Then, she forgot to breathe altogether when she felt him run his hands over her back where the dori came open and then over her nape until he dipped his fingertips to grip the already loose kameez on her shoulder. He moved his other hand up her back to hold the kameez on her other shoulder.
Running his nose against hers and then against her lips down her jaw and then neck, he placed an open-mouhted kiss on her nape as he moved her kameez down her shoulder until her upper arm.
Khushi sighed audibly and left his biceps to run her arms down his chest through his sides to settle on his naked back as she involuntarily snuggled closer to him with her eyes drooping shut.
Groaning, Arnav pulled her wet open hair and closed his mouth over hers. They sighed into each others mouths in contentment and Khushi's hands started roaming on his naked back as she pressed herself into him while he ran havoc in her mouth with his tongue.
He backed her up fully against the bathroom door and yanked her kameez with his hands down until it settled near her waist. She was naked waist up, except for her modest cotton bra when he pulled her against him.
They gasped audibly into each others' mouths when their skin came in contact. Arnav groaned as she wriggled against him and unwittingly he ground his hips into hers. She stilled as she felt his hardness move against her. Not giving her time to complete that thought, he unclasped her bra, threw it down and pulled her breasts flush against his bare chest. Khushi broke the kiss as her head fell back against the door and she clutched on to him as her knees gave away.
Arnav stepped back, picked her up and dropped her on the bed. He stood for a second, loosening his belt and pants before covering her with himself, closing one of his hands on her breast, and kissing her senseless again.
Just as they were reaching the culmination of their passion'.there came a loud knock at the door. Anjali called out to Arnav'."Chote'utho'suno'Payal Ji ka abhi abhi phone ayaa'.Woh keh rahi hai ke khushi abhi tak ghar nahi paunchi'..please tum ja kar usko dhoondho na! Arnav'yeh darwaaza kyoon lock hai'.tum sunn rahe ho'uttho'"
As Khusi heard Anjali's voice again, she opened her mouth to answer, but Arnav clamped his hand over her mouth just in time to prevent her from giving them away. He motioned to Khushi to keep quiet'. caught his breath'and then called out to Anjali saying "Di'theek hai'mein jaa ke usko doondhta hoon'.Bahaut late hogaya hai'aap jaa ke sojayye'.mein bas abhi tayyar hoke nikal ta hoon.
Arnav waited to make sure that Anjali left for her room before turning to Khushi and swooping down for one last taste of heaven'he kissed her soundlessly'.robbing her of her very breath. He then pulled himself off of her before he lost all control again. She too followed suit, and staggered slightly as she stood up all of a sudden. Arnav again came to her rescue by snaking his hands around her waist to steady her and warned her to be more careful. She looked down instead of in his eyes, as she realized the state of their undress. He too noticed her chagrin'so he bent down and retrieved her now dry bra and kameez, and handed it to her. She was still so shy, that she asked him to turn around while she changed, but ofcourse he refused. He reminded her that he has seen all of her already'so what more was there to hide'but Khushi was still so embarrassed that she ran to the bathroom so that she could dress in some semblance of peace.
Arnav too took the cue, and quickly dressed. Khushi finally emerged from the bathroom fully dressed, but was fully decorated with a new pink hue'a telltale sign of his effects on her. He then snuck her out of the house via the Pool side door of his room, and dropped her home. He then returned home with a smile on his lips and a glow in his eyes, as if he was still under her spell.
Under Your Spell'''..
I was okay 'til you came along
I saw your face and I was gone
The world stood still when you were near
My heart yelled out did ya hear..
Under your spell
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
Oh under your spell
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell... yow
Ooh I could feel the fire in my eyes
A mean desire that I could not disguise
You were so close but so far away
Action is better than words any day
I knew it was wrong but I felt the need
To have your love seemed like my destiny
Ya better look out 'cause I'm movin' in
Oh, I wanna feel it, feel it again
Under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
Under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
Under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
Oh under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell...
Ooh ooh.. ooh ooh.. ooh ooh..
Whoo hoo oo oo oo
WHISPER:
Under your spell
Under your spell
SING:
Oh, oh let me go
You know, I've gotta - gotta break away
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah...
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah...
Under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
Under your spell (under your spell...)
Aw can't ya tell
I was under your spell
My love ya got... (under your spell...)
Ooh.., oh, oh oh oh oh
Oh baby baby baby please (under your spell...)
Oh no no no no no no no no no..
Ooh, whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Under your spell...)
Oh...
(Under your spell...)
Oh..
Pati Patni Aur Panga
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
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