ArHi FF:Then you look at me... Pt.19on Pg.140 - Page 86

Originally posted by: Dhara_s

You have a very beautiful ff hre !!! Loved it completely...love d way ArHi understand each other !!!

Originally posted by: nyxx

Ello! :)

Sorry for commenting so late, but you know the reason ;) aha!

As for the part...FIRST DATE :O Oh dayum Im excited, though theyre moments and the time theyve spent so far has always been soo memorable (and quite passionate as well ;)...btw, the beginning scene was HOT!). Right from the dress, I can already sense romance in the air and theres still lots more comming ;) This makes me want to find a guy whose a designer as well...and a bonus of no size issues LOL!!

There bond as a couple is already growing immensely, and we can see that they understand each other so well, be it when Arnav is angry, and Khushi smoothly knows how to calm it down. Wonderful part really Harshu :)

Keep it up :) Will be waiting for the next update...I hope its soon =)

Take care :)

- Dee

Originally posted by: Smileyface

harshuuu =D

here i ammm =D

so sorry for the late comment...life kinda took over =/

but omggg the beginning of the part was dayummm hawttt!!!!

they are going on their first date?!?!! howww cuteee!!!!

i loved the whole make up session hahaha!!! LMAO she left class to go see him haha awww!!!

lmaooo i don't blame her ;)

great part dearie...and sorry again for being late!

can't wait for the next part =D

xox

hershi

Along with the dress, were all the accessories and a make-up kit too! 'Trust Arnav to plan this to perfection!!' Khushi thought wryly. She removed her bra since this gown clearly demanded an unobstructed view of her shoulders, and the almost top half of her back, and wore the gown. She tied her hair in a bun, leaving a few strands of hair, as she knew Arnav would like to play with them, before he freed her hair fully.

Khushi was never the one to be too keen on makeup, so she just put on the perfume which Arnav had kept along with the dress, applied some gloss, and gave a neat outline to her eyes using the eye liner, giving a smoky effect to them. She knew she'd not need any blush, as just one look of his would be more than enough to do the job. She powdered her nose, and looked at her reflection one last time in the life size mirror, before taking a deep breath.

Arnav made the househelp to lay the food on the table, in front of the fire, and had told them to leave. He freed himself of his waistcoat, vest and tie, rolling his sleeves up before he took a quick wash. He stood watching the crackling fire, which had a comfy couch facing it, when he felt her. When Arnav turned to her, she stood at the door, and looked at him with uncertain eyes. He smiled and told her to come with a quick movement of his head, and her hand stroked her shoulder, apparently uncomfortable with the idea of wearing that gown. But the thought that Khushi had done it without any complaining, just for his sake, overwhelmed him.

Khushi who hadn't actually felt uncomfortable with the gown when she wore it, was feeling so self-conscious, that it took all of her self-control, not to run back in and change! She then calmed her nerves, reminding herself that it was Arnav in front of her. He'd never hurt her! Just the thought made her smile. And she walked towards him confidently, her hips swaying as she walked on the black, strappy stilettos.

Arnav watched as she seemed thoughtful for a few moments, before she smiled and started to walk towards him. His eyes roamed all over her body, pausing unnecessarily at her slim waist, her chest, and her bare shoulders. A thin string like thing which had a button at the nape of her neck held the gown, against her front. It also had a zipper at the back, which made the dress hug her like second skin until her hips, before it flared out and fell freely until her ankles.

Khushi stood in front of him, looking at him with expectant eyes, as he took the free strand of her hair and rubbed it along his fingers, before he bent and took off the pin which was holding her hair. He spread her hair, and hugged her, burying his face in her hair. He took a deep breath which came out in a long sigh, making Khushi smile. 'Score!' she thought.

"Thank you. . . ." Arnav murmured into her hair.

"What for??" Khushi asked, not actually remembering if she had done anything which earned his gratitude.

"For giving life to my creation. . . . . For giving life to me!!" He said.

Khushi held his face, in both of her hands, as she whispered, "Thank you!!"

Arnav just looked questioningly, as she answered, "For being so understanding. . . . . Right from the start!"

"Hmm. . . . . . I really have been very understanding, haven't I?" he asked, suddenly feeling very proud of himself. Khushi chuckled and answered, "You flatter yourself way too much, Arnav!!"

She was about to sit down when Arnav stopped her. He slowly pulled out a small box out of his pocket. Khushi gasped, realizing it was a ring box. He handed it to her, and Khushi ran her fingers along the square of the velvety surface of the box.

Arnav's keen gaze never left her face, as he observed Khushi's face. He waited for her to open it. And for reasons unknown, she seemed apprehensive to go ahead and open it. He sighed, remembering how she hated expensive gifts, and took the box from her to pinch it open. He took the ring out, and held her left hand as he put it on her ring finger.

Khushi looked at the ring, and sighed as she lifted her gaze to meet his eyes. She was about to complain that this was completely unnecessary, when she noticed him smiling sadly, looking at the ring on her finger. Her complain went forgotten. She freed her left hand from his, and put it on his cheek. Arnav looked into her quizzical eyes, and said, "It was Ma's. . . . ."

"Oh. . . ." Khushi said, as she pulled his head onto her shoulders, and put her arms around his waist to soothe his pain, as she hugged him tightly. Of all the people, she certainly knew how it felt when somebody lost their parents. They settled down into a comfortable silence, with Arnav cradling Khushi to his chest, as they sat on the couch, the fire providing them with plenty of warmth.

And when it was time to have dinner, Khushi started to serve the food, which was still hot and fresh, into two plates. Arnav's eyebrows pulled down together in a frown. When Khushi asked what was wrong, he reminding her that she had told him to get used to the idea of her feeding him when they had eaten at her place in Bangalore. Khushi smiled as she put more food on her plate and started feeding him as she ate a few times, in between. . . .

"Is this what they generally do on a date??" Khushi asked with curious eyes, surprising Arnav. "Don't tell me you've never been on a date before!!" he said, not being able to come to terms with the fact that this might be her first date. Khushi shrugged a shoulder as if it was an obvious thing. "You mean, this is your first date??!!" he asked in disbelief. "Yeah! So what??" Khushi asked, not understanding why this was such a big deal. Arnav shook his head, suddenly feeling very smug.

"How many women have you dated?" Khushi asked, not looking at him.

"I've never dated women. . . ." He said, suddenly feeling guilty that though he had never been on an actual date with a woman, sleeping with a woman wasn't exactly new to him.

"Really??! But the media. . . . I thought. . ." Khushi trailed off, not knowing how to frame her question. Arnav sighed, and decided to tell her the truth, not really wanting to hide anything from her.

"Khushi. . . ." He bit his lip, a habit he had picked from her, when something seemed worrying.

"I didn't have any idea that I'd meet you anytime soon. . . . . . Uhh. . . . I'm not exactly a. . . . . a Virgin!" he said, as he looked down. "But its been too long, and I will never, ever. . . . ." He stopped.

Khushi stiffened as she heard this, but smiled at his guilty face. "Its okay... As long as you won't be seeing anyone in future..."

"You seriously think. . . ." He started, when she butt in,

"No. YOU don't think of that." she said, and Arnav could make out the possessiveness in her tone, making him smirk to himself. 'So madam is possessive, huh??' he thought, nodding his head at her.

After having food, he turned on the music system, and played "Everything I do..." by Bryan Adams, asking her to dance.

Look into my eyes, you will see
What you mean to me
Search your heart, search your soul
And when you find me there you'll search no more

Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for
You know it's true
Everything I do, I do it for you

Look into your heart, you will find
There's nothin' there to hide
Take me as I am, take my life
I would give it all, I would sacrifice

Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for
I can't help it, there's nothin' I want more
You know it's true
Everything I do, I do it for you
Oh yeah

There's no love, like your love
And no other, could give more love
There's nowhere, unless you're there
All the time, all the way, yeah


Oh, you can't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
I can't help it, there's nothin' I want more
Yeah, I would fight for you, I'd lie for you
Walk the wire for you, yeah I'd die for you

Arnav cupped her face, as he looked so deep into her eyes. Khushi had tears in her eyes, for she had never known before, that she could be loved to this extent by anyone. And it was truly overwhelming. Arnav kissed her tears away, and then her lips tenderly. But somehow, their tender kiss turned into a wild, breathless one.

Soon Khushi was on his laps, as his hands massaged her sides, and she craned her neck, wanting to access more of his mouth. His hands traveled to her feet, removing the strappy thing from her feet, one at a time. Then it went to the nape of her neck, as he undid the single button there, making Khushi stiffen. She pulled back from the kiss, and bit her lower lip, but didn't protest.

Arnav easily lifted her off his laps and laid her on the couch as he moved on top of her, pressing his aroused form against her. She sighed deeply, and her eyes became hooded as she looked into his eyes. He slowly peeled off the dress, revealing her heaving breasts. Not taking his eyes off her's, he started massaging her breasts, making her close her eyes, and part her lips in a shaky sigh.

Arnav pressed his lips to hers, and this time they shared a soft kiss, before he put his mouth on her breast, not being able to hold on anymore. Khushi arched her back, as one of her hands dug into his hair, and the other pulled off his shirt, not actually waiting to undo the buttons.

Arnav increased his attention on her bosoms, which rose and fell, with her uneven breathing, as he felt her petite hands roam all over his back. His hands lifted the seams of the gown to reveal her thighs, which got their share of attention from his hands, before he started kissing her again, and his hands returned to her breasts.

One of his hands started moving downwards,when she stopped his hand. Arnav lifted his head to look into her eyes, which told him tonight wouldn't be the night. He knew that stopping now meant sheer torture for him. He wasn't even sure if he could handle it! But oddly, he could not even think of doing anything further, knowing it would scare her out of her wits.

Yes.

Arnav Singh Raizada's life, now revolved around this girl, who could control him with just one look of hers! He groaned, as he buried his face at the crook of her neck, making Khushi give out a nervous chuckle. "Now I know why you bring me to secluded places. . . ." Khushi murmured, as she stoked his hair. "Hmm. . . ." Arnav murmured against her neck.

Soon their breathing returned to normal, and it was then that Arnav noticed the love bites he had given her, almost all over her exposed flesh. He sat up and was about to apologize when he found that Khushi was almost asleep. He covered her up, not wanting to be distracted, and woke her. It was around 9.30 p.m and it would take at least an hour more to reach home.

Khushi changed into her own clothes, and handed the gown to him.

"Keep it!!" Arnav glared at her, and she calmly replied, "You keep it with you."

Arnav muttered in anger, "You still have difficulty in taking gifts from me.. Isn't it??"

"Arre... Mera shona *Credit for this name goes to shy aka shybabe!! I've gone completely lattoo over it!! :)* ghussha hogaya??" Khushi asked as if he was a ten-year old, angry kid.

"My closet is filled with books. Do you want me to cramp such a lovely gown, that too designed by my husband just for me, in it? Besides, I'll be moving into your room permanently, Arnav. As your wife. I just meant I'll take it from you then. And I've given you the diamond necklace you bought for me too... You remember, right??"

"Yeah.. Its in my closet. Take it anytime you want.." He said offhandedly, but smiling to himself, as she called him shona, and her husband, loving both of his new names.

Khushi rested her head on his shoulder, smiling as she replayed the evening in her mind . . . . . . .

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