ArHi FF: Kya pata kahaan hum Chale(Part 25last 112 - Page 41

Absolutely awesome. They have started to bond together. Now they are learning about each other.

tht was very very nice.. luvd it

awesome part..lovin thr rlsp..conti asap

I wrote this part before the 17th because this song by Kelaash was haunting me last weekend! I had this coming up eventually but do you think I have hurried it? And the end, I just don't know but I can't see how can K forget what happened.

Part 18: Mai tu teri Sayyian, Tu he mera…………

A sleepy and disheveled Arnav opened the door that was being knocked, rather banged upon in quite an urgent manner, to find Khushi outside looking distressed. Almost stumbling inside she just stared at Arnav's face, there was a wildness and horror written on her face as if she had been through a trauma. Not knowing what to do, Arnav stepped forward and held her by her elbows and was just about to ask her what the matter was when she quickly closed the little gap between them to hold his face with her hands and just looked at his face, her eyes held a panic-stricken look, the way her eyes scanned his face confused Arnav, it looked as if she was afraid of losing him. He opened his mouth to ask her what was wrong but she just clamped her hand on his mouth, shaking her head to stop him from saying anything.

Then one by one tears began to fall down, she continued to look at him, drinking in his image through her eyes. She loved him too much and she couldn't lose him, not now, not ever. Mere thought that she might lose him had made life meaningless for her, she didn't know why, for she had left him so many months ago. She knew he was worried right now for her but she didn't want to say anything, she didn't want him to say anything, there was already a storm raging inside her, she didn't want to hear any more noise, she'd go deaf, she'd die, she was afraid, for her, for him.

With her hand on his mouth, Arnav was having a hard time controlling himself, her scent had sent his senses reeling and her panic-stricken face was bringing all sorts of terrible thoughts to his mind. Sliding up his hands to her shoulders, he shook her a little, as if trying to wake her up from her state and she did wake up only to take her hand away from his mouth to encircle her arms around his neck to hold him in a tight embrace making Arnav bend a little to accommodate. Totally taken by surprise, Arnav didn't know what to do as she cried on his shoulders. Panic was building up inside him now.

"Khushi, shhh, what happened?" he asked in a whisper taking her in his arms to return her embrace, rubbing her back to calm her. As if on cue, Khushi's head left his shoulder and she looked at him, her eyes luminous with emotions taking away his breath. Then it happened so quickly that Arnav didn't even get time to fully realize what had occurred. She just leaned in and kissed him.

Khushi wasn't thinking, she didn't want to, she just remembered she loved him.

Arnav wasn't sure what was happening, but he was quickly losing his senses.

Khushi hadn't kissed before but love needs no tutoring, she had learnt to walk, she just knew how to kiss.

Arnav knew she didn't know, but she wanted to, through his kisses he guided her slowly and steadily into a state of utter abandon as their kiss deepened. Without breaking their kiss and tightening his arms around her he picked her up to make her sit on his writing bureau.

Khushi did break the kiss, only to kiss his eyes, eyes that spoke volumes, eyes that made her want to drown in them, eyes that said so loudly that he loved her. One after the other she kissed his eyes, then his forehead to smooth the worry frown on it, her fingers raking through his hair.

Arnav then let his hands slowly slide up her back to hold her head, to dip it backwards before he took total control and kissed her passionately, completely, exploring the depths of her mouth, introducing Khsuhi to pleasures she didn't know she could feel or experience. Khushi copied him move to move, touch to touch sending him into a state where all thinking ceased and only desire ruled.

Arnav held her face and moved her face a fraction away from his to look at her, into her eyes. Eyes that were filled with innocence, eyes that promised all the pleasures, eyes that screamed of love only the mouth didn't confirm it. He backed away a bit, not wanting his love to make her give up her restraint, to abandon herself to desire. The moment he put some distance between them he saw desperation rise into her eyes, her hands shot up urgently to hold his face to kiss him but he held them to stop her. Breaking free of his hold, she got down from the bureau and went towards his room. At the door she just turned around to look at him and then went in.

Totally confused, Arnav was hypnotized by what she was doing to him, he just followed.

She didn't know from where was all this coming to her, she just let her instincts take control.

Closing the door behind him, Arnav pulled her towards him by her elbow, looked at her with yearning. After what seemed like a lifetime to Khushi he bent his head and kissed her, this time totally in control. While his hands traced the curves of her body, his tongue explored the depths of her mouth. He then gave open mouthed kisses across her cheeks to reach her ear and nibble on her lobes; he then kissed under the ears sending shots of electricity that shook her. From there his mouth went down to the nape of her neck, kissing, nipping, devouring her scent, sending tingles down the length of her body. From her collar bone up her neck to take hold of her mouth again, he had rocked Khushi's senses to a point where she wanted nothing but to feel him, smell him, taste him, look at him, hear his low guttural groans.

Driven by her need to feel him, her hands began to explore him, she slid his hands under his T-shirt and up his spine, digging her nails in his shoulder blades, then down and around to his firm torso which got firmer as he caught his breath when he felt her hands. His reaction sent her deeper into her desire, and she took hold of the T-shirt to lift it up.

Arnav lifted his head and took over from her, pulling the T-shirt above his head to take it off. He then looked intently at her as she drew in her breath. She looked back at him, fire in her eyes. This time Arnav forgot to let go of his breath, for her eyes demanded a lot from him. Opening his eyes wide questioningly at her he looked at her for confirmation. In affirmation, she took his hands and made him embrace her. With his eyes locked with hers, he pulled her into him and reached for her zipper at the back bringing it down. He then took off her Kurti, as she raised her arms to help him with it. Kurti landed on the floor and pretty soon the rest of her clothes followed and ended at different locations.

Picking her up in his arms, he went towards the bed continuing to look into her eyes for any sign of panic so he may stop there and then. Very slowly and gently he placed her on the bed with him on top. She gasped when her skin touched the cool sheets but pretty soon she drowned in the kiss that Arnav gave her. Their lovemaking was like a sweet, sensual and melodious love song, touching and exploring each other with their hands and tongues, gasping and breathing heavily from pure carnal lust they felt for each other, losing themselves into each other and reaching the heights of pleasure they had never known.

They lay next to each other, totally spent, her head rested on his chest and she could clearly hear the drumming of his heart next to her ear, he had one of his arms around her and with the other he twirled one of her locks around his finger absentmindedly while looking out in space.

He still didn't know what had happened to send her in this state, whatever had happened between them was exquisite, precious and meaningful for him. But what should he expect to come out of it, where will their relationship go from here? He wanted to be sure but her complete silence made him skeptical.

Absentmindedly she kept moving her hand on his chest; she didn't regret what she had done, in fact she reveled in her totally brazen lovemaking, she hadn't been shy to match his moves for she wasn't the one to shy away! But, where from here? The question loomed around the room. Yes, she had been shaken by the thought of losing him forever, yes she felt as if her life had been sucked out from her, yes she felt as if the whole point of her life had been lost, but can she still find the courage to forget? Sighing she slowly closed her eyes and slept peacefully after many months.

Hearing her regular breathing Arnav realized she had gone to sleep, very slowly and tenderly he put her head on a pillow and ensconced her in the duvet, she stirred a little before going back to her peaceful sleep. Getting up from the bed he went to take a shower and came out in his boxers. He sat on the armchair by the bed to stare at his beautiful wife who looked even more with disheveled hair and marks of their passionate lovemaking visible at the nape of her neck and right under her ears. Very slightly he smiled but soon became thoughtful. Even now he had no idea where he stood with her. What will she say in the morning? The questions whirled in his mind but his train of thought halted as Khushi restlessly moved in the bed and a sob escaped her mouth, she was crying in her sleep. He got up to hold her but before he could she had again settled in a peaceful sleep.

Very slowly, the sunrays started to filter in through the blinds giving a bright hue to the room. Arnav was still in the armchair, he hadn't slept a wink last night. He let the sun rays wake her up, she stretched herself luxuriously as Arnav looked on, his eyes smoldering at the breathtaking sight. With time she realized where she was and recalled what had happened and abruptly turned around looking for him. Seeing him on the armchair, a sudden attack of shyness made her pull the covers up to her chin. She tried not to meet his gaze but that was difficult due to the total unarming and uninhibited manner in which he stared at her. With a crooked smile, he got up and disappeared in the bathroom. She heard the water running in the bath tub as he appeared a few minutes later. They still hadn't said anything to each other; they had a silent agreement on silence.

Putting one knee on the bed, Arnav bent down to pick Khushi in his arms. She at once felt shy as she found herself in his arms bare to his gaze. Inside the bathroom, he gently lowered her in the tub ready with the bubble bath he had prepared for her. It wasn't until then that she realized how sore she was as she felt her body ache at places she didn't know existed. He too stepped inside, only to sit on the ledge behind her with her between his legs. Leaning against his leg she started to cry silently and he let her cry, he wanted her to cry away all her tears. Taking a loofah he gently scrubbed her all over, massaging her lightly to relax her. He then got out of the tub and said, "Your clothes are hanging here, I am waiting with breakfast" and went out. Hesitating a little he bent down and gave her a light kiss on her forehead. Khushi lingered in the tub for a while, rubbing herself, remembering last night, her heart in her throat and a fire in the pit of her stomach. Finally, bracing herself for the inevitable she got out of the tub to get ready.

Arnav sat on a stool by the kitchen counter as she emerged from the room dressed. He had been sitting there with a cup of coffee that had gone cold a long time back. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of her bloodshot eyes but he didn't press on the matter knowing that she wasn't ready as yet. Taking the tray that he had readied for her, he went to her and made her sit in front of him. He then proceeded to feed her, bite by bite, sip by sip until he was sure she was filled.

Finally he sat down beside her on the comfortable futon, both refusing to look at each other yet every nerve in their body was aware of the other. Passing his fingers through hers, he asked quietly, "What had happened Khushi last night?"

Very quietly she briefly told him about what had occurred to make her lose all her senses and reason.

"And now?" he left an incomplete question hang in between them.

"What now? What are you asking?" she queried.

"Where to from here? Where are our lives headed?"

"the same where they were before," she said calmly fully expecting the reaction that came from Arnav as he turned sharply towards her.

"What the!" he cursed under his breath.

"Please, don't do that, I love you, and this you and I know perfectly well, but I can't give you anymore!" Khushi said cruelly, "However much I want to but I can't forget that night!" she sobbed at the end.

Groaning, Arnav took her into his arms, her head rested on his chest and his chin on her head as he muttered sweet nothings in her ear to calm her. "I love you, I had loved you since the day you dressed up in the red sari for the calendar shoot! If I could I will give all I had to get that one night back, I will then put things right! But I can't do that!" he finished in the most heartbreaking tone, a few tears managed to slip out of the steely armor he had formed around him.

lovely..

man this update made me all teary.. fabulous update.. stuck in such place.. she can't forget the night and he can't take back what happened that night.

Very nice update loved it was soo sweet.

👏👏thanks...love it...amazing...great job...love it...brilliant...👏👏👏

Wow that was simply amazing