Chapter 15, part 2
Zabardast Twist?
Date 1, 9:00 am
"Do you see that? All that sleek, tight power..the length..the width..."
"Yesss...Arnav!"
"Do you hear that? The thudding, the panting..."
"Umm..no, I don't.."
"Cum closer, aur paas...aur paas..."
"Oh, now I hear it! "
"Good. Now let's get even closer..."
"B..but Arnav, it's scary..."
"Khushi, there's nothing to be scared of. In time, you will get used to it. Now come here, let me position you on top..."
"On top?!! I can't get on top! I've never been on top before! You said I only had to see it!"
"Khushi, it's okay.. I'll hold you. I'll do all the work, you just have to sit on it..."
"Okay..let me try...here...is this correct?"
"Just a little more to the centre...ahhh..perfect!"
"Arnav, this is strange..I can feel it moving under me...and I can feel the bunching of the thigh muscles too.."
"Yesss...that's it...just allow yourself to feel..and follow the movements..."
"Ooohhh...this is good...Wow!"
"I told you it would be..."
"Arnav, I'm so happy your jockey friend allowed me to ride his horse today!"
Date 2, 9:00 pm
"Arnav..I think you misplaced your hand.."
"What the! Misplaced?! "
"Yes..why else would it be under my skirt right now?"
"Khushi..you have so much to learn...never mind, this movie date is a good place to start. And thank you for wearing that red skirt.."
"I wanted to stitch some gota on the border..."
"NO!! No Gota..or pom-poms...nothing but you and me, baby.."
"Baby?? Oh are you talking about the new entry, ASR?"
"No, I was referring to..never mind.
And why did Nani have to name her new pet lamb Atul Sallu Raizada anyway?"
"I think it's great! Nani is a Salman fan too! All those pickle containers in her room actually had Salman DVDs, you know.."
"Khushi we didn't come here to talk about Nani! I want to show you something...just wait..."
"Arnav, why are you struggling to open that?"
"Wait a minute...ahhh..here...it's open. Now open your mouth..."
"Like this?"
"Yes...wait..no, wider!"
"Arnav! I can't! People will stare..."
"Khushi I don't care about the others.. Just open wider..good. Now close your lips around it...yesss..like that. and now, you suck."
"Phuck??"
"Khushi don't try to talk with your mouth around it...
yes, Suck!"
Silence.
"Harder, dammit!"
"Arnav, I'm tired. My cheeks are aching.."
"But you haven't even finished half your Pepsi yet! Get that straw back in your mouth!"
Date 3, 7:00 pm
Khushi knew Arnavji was angry about the last two dates.
She wanted to make him happy , and plan a zabardast date.
Which was why she had turned to the one place she had always sought help from.
IF.
And that's where she got this idea.
And now she was here, on the terrace, waiting for him to cum.
Arnav slammed open the door to his bedroom, and flung his jacket and tie away angrily.
His last two dates had been boring. Platonic.
He could almost hear the jeering, the wild laughter of the Chamelis.
He sat on the recliner, opened his laptop..and stared.
In bright red lipstick, written across his screen, were the words..
MEET ME ON THE TERRACE NOW.
He was out of the room faster than Bhatiya getting onto Babe_Sarun_Dhruv's thread.
He opened the door to the terrace, and blinked at the thunderous atmosphere.
It was raining, and Khushi stood there, in a Red saree.
A wet, red saree.
A wet, red, completely see-through red saree.
A wet, red, completely see-through red saree that outlined every curve, dip and hollow.
Chotey arose for the first time with no towel in sight.
Arnav smirked.
He stalked closer to Khushi, and smirked even more when she didn't step back.
He could see her body clearer now, the raindrops making their way down paths that his hands would soon trace.
Arnav was breathless, and spineless.
Wait.
Spineless?
Where did that cum from??
Anyway, he finally reached her, put one arm around her waist and dragged her against his body.
She gasped.
Chotey twitched.
The sky thundered.
Di sobbed.
Hold it.
DI???!!
"What are you doing here Di?!"
"Sob..I just..sob..saw you come upstairs...sobbity...and I knew it was raining..and so..sob..I brought you this umbrella!"
"Di. Please. I don't need an umbrella. I need...Chotey..I mean, I just want you to go downstairs, and pray for more rain, okay?"
"Okay, Chotey..If you say so, Chotey., By the way, Khushiji, do you know your saree is more transparent than mine? I think I'm going to renegotiate some more.."
"Fine, Di, you do that. Now just go..."
Arnav watched Di close the door behind her.
He would not wayshte this opportunity, Gangnam ki Kasam!
He pulled Khushi close, and kissed her.
Not a forehead, cheek, or BD kiss.
The real deal.
With tongue action and everything.
He slanted his mouth over hers and took the kiss even deeper.
He could hear her panting breaths.
He could hear the sound of thunder.
He could hear his rapidly beating heart.
He could hear...Akash??!!
"GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS!"
"WHAT THE!!"
"Bhai ! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your CPR version 2.0! "
"I was not...oh,never mind. What do you want?"
"Oh I just wanted to know how I look with my contacts..I tweeted you a pic too!"
"Akash. I'm busy here. With something more important than your contacts. More important than any of our contracts. More important than anything, even Di ! So beat it!"
Akash hurried away, muttering something about his glasses not getting in the way while kissing Payalji.
But ASR had had enough.
This terrace was not suitable for what he had in mind.
He knew just the place, though.
It was as secure as a locked blog.
He swung Khushi up into his arms, and bounded down the stairs.
He reached the poolside, and pushed her up against the wall.
The same wall where they had shared the almost kiss last Diwali.
The same wall now immortalised by Ismailvegamze.
He leaned in to kiss her again, when he heard it, faint, but unmistakeable.
Khushi heard it too, apparently, because she had stopped hyperventilating, and now stared at him, shocked.
"Do you hear it. Arnav?"
"Yes..it's been so long.."
"I haven't forgotten , though.."
"Neither have I.."
"It's magical.."
"Yes.."
"It's beautiful.."
"Yes.."
"Oh I just love Rabba Ve!"
"CUT IT!!" LM yelled.
"It's a wrap for now, guys! We are done shooting for the PG-13 rated, 8:00 pm version. Next we continue where we left off, and film the 11:00pm version of the IPK special, Iss Raat ko Kyun Censor karoon?"
All rise for the Chameli anthem
ASR rox (against the wall)
Sarun papers (newspaper obituary of the towel)
Arshi scissors (Cut the damn dori, SJ!)
Final update by Serial Junkie.
Need I say more?
Edited by EXPELLIARMUS - 12 years ago
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