Arhi OS *Awarded*: Tell the World that I'm Coming Home

The sweet aroma of icing entered his senses the moment he set foot inside his apartment. He smiled knowingly feeling the sudden rush of joyous sensations seeping in to his heart. She was, baking in the kitchen; he knew. As his eyes roamed around he came to the realization that the lights were off. Candles were lit all around the living room subtly glowing its light dancing upon the reflection on the mirror placed on the wall. Frozen on the spot, he stood for quite a while staring silently at the beauty before his eyes. She did all this just for him. How did he get so lucky he would never understand.

Quietly as possible he walked in to the kitchen to see the mess his wonderful wife has created. The sight of dirty dishes, icing filled tubes, spoons, forks, flour, egg shells; did she use up the entire set of dishes they owned? Laughter bubbled at the pit of his stomach. Right in the middle he saw it; the scrumptiously iced, chocolate cake waiting to be fed by his lovely wife's hands. But the curious question began to tug at his gut. Where was his wife? She was nowhere to be seen at all. And then he felt it, the beats of his heart increased by the second. She was near.

'Arnav', the melodious voice travelled to his ears. He turned around and felt the oxygen in his lungs freeze. There stood his angelic wife in her cute dark blue t-shirt and grey shorts. Her hair was put to a bun and her face was free from any trace of makeup. Except the small smear of icing on her nose and lips. How can a simple woman possess such beauty? Arousing tendencies washed in to his body. Right this second all he wanted to do was grab her in to his arms and ravish her. Forget the cake, forget the world, just him and her; nothing else. Their own little haven.

'Hey,' his voice unknowingly came out as a whisper. 'I came home early. Couldn't wait any longer away from you, especially on my birthday.' Her face lit in to a smile. 'Oh Arnav ,' she came close and cupped his cheeks. 'I wanted to give you an amazing surprise by getting everything set... But I guess I failed. If you only had a little patience my crazy man.'

Unable to bear the little distance between them, he wrapped his strong arms around her and pulled her closer. Their chest's crashing together merging the beats of their hearts. 'Every single detail that you put so much effort for this is beautiful Khushi. The candles, this mess in the kitchen, the cake, and most importantly you. Do you know how beautiful you look with this icing smeared on your nose and lips,' he flicked her nose teasingly, causing her to blush with a pout. Leaning forward to her ears he whispered again. 'All I want to do is ravish you right now. What do I do Khushi? Shall I ravish you first before the cake?'

Instantly she pushed him away still blushing. 'Arnav! No, I have an entire evening planned. First let me go get washed up and then we can get started.'

'No!,' he uttered in a hurry. 'I like you this way. Please Khushi don't. Let's do everything minus you getting changed in to anything. And anyways it's not like you will be wearing them for the night...', he added with a smirk, causing her glare at him, but he saw the shyness in her eyes. Nothing could ever be hidden in those orbs. Every secret that was stored was there for him to read only.

Sighing she nodded. 'Okay now let's cut the cake.' Walking past him she carried the cake and placed it on the dining table. Gently she placed the candle on top and lit it. Turning towards him, she grabbed a hold of his hand and gave him the knife, which was wrapped in a red ribbon. He walked over with a smile and turned towards her. Suddenly he pulled her by the waist in front of him. 'Arnav! What are you doing!'

Breathing in her scent he leaned towards her ear. 'Because this day isn't just mine. It's ours. You are the reason I am feeling such peace and content for my birthday. You're the reason I made it through many rough patches. So this is our day, not just mine. Now would you do the honors of cutting this cake with me my beautiful wife?'

Her tearful gaze turned to look at him. Giving him a watery smile she caressed his cheeks. 'Of course.' Grasping the knife together they cut the cake slowly. She took the piece and turned towards him properly to feed him. His hand held her wrist as she sweetly fed the chocolaty goodness in to his mouth. Automatically his eyes closed with pleasure. Normally he didn't like cake at all, but whenever she made it, he made sure to eat it because there was always something so magical in it; just like her. Taking his turn he took the cake off her hands and fed her. More icing smeared on her lips causing him to inwardly groan. Didn't she understand how tempting she looked right now.

Putting away the cake he grabbed her soft body towards him again. 'Khushi... now can I have my present?' Seductively his nose glided down her jaw to her neck. He felt her take a sharp breath causing his body to shudder. 'I...' she began to say, but no words came out. Taking his opportunity he cupped her face. Their breaths mingled together and in full force his lips crashed on to hers. Sweet taste of chocolate entered to his mouth as their tongues mated together. She moaned sending trembling tremors down his body. His hands caressed every single corner of her body. Lifting up her soft shirt, his rough hands slipped under to touch her soft creamy skin. Another moan escaped out of her mouth and she pushed him against the wall. Her hands roaming all over his body making him utter a loud groan, himself. Their tongues battled together making love.

Pulling away from her mouth he moved to her neck, smothering her with kisses after kisses. Her back arched giving him more access to cause havoc to her body just as she was doing to him. Swiftly he carried her by the waist , whilst still kissing her and walked towards their bedroom to finish this beautiful job they started.

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Several hours later of the utmost beauty of becoming one he tangled her in to his arms holding her close to his chest. Clothes dropped on the floor, sheets wrapped around their bodies they held each other without saying a word. Silence filled the apartment; peaceful silence.

And then he heard her quiet voice. 'Happy Birthday Arnav... I love you, always.' Placing a kiss on her hair he replied back. 'I love you Khushi. Forever. Thank you for giving me the best birthday in years.'