I am new at this blog thing so I figured I would post my first Fan Fiction about Arnav and Khushi's Suhaag Raat.
THIS IS FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY!
So if you are 18 or older enjoy, if not close the page this is not meant for you!
Come and and see the characters we know and love go to the next level.
If you are not familiar with these characters I suggest looking up
Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon? Season 1 .
There are English subtitles and can be found at Desirippers.com Enjoy! Please leave your comments!
Bound for Eternity
Chapter 1
Finally
his lips came crushing down upon her pink luscious ones and it seemed as though
the stars, the moon and the universe created a new world for them. She
had avoided his kiss the entire courtship but now no longer could she deny him;
she belonged to him, legally and spiritually. They were always one, soul
mates that have found each through the years, bound for eternity.
He
wanted to slow down and savor this but just couldn't, his urge to have her too
great; he waited for so long but what surprised him was that she was just as
ardent. Gone was the timid, shy girl and what he saw before him, what he
felt before him, was a sensuous woman with wants and needs as well. She
returned his kiss passionately, gone were the barriers that kept them
apart. They had made their vows and wedding rounds; he had placed the
mangalsutra and vermillion, they were bound for eternity.
They
had returned home after the wedding, continued all the rituals, which he
promised he would do and now the last ritual was to be completed, their suhaag
raat. His room had been transformed to an oasis of paradise. Fairy
lights had been placed from ceiling to floor; roses their favorite flower were
in vases around the room, so when he carried her in the scent was
intoxicating. The bed had rose petals strewn in the form of a heart shape
on the middle of the bed and hanging from the center of the ceiling and
cascading to the floor around the bed were beautiful white orchids and roses
forming a net of beauty surrounding the massive king size bed. The bed,
where they will spend their life as husband and wife, bound for eternity, were
they will love each other with all their passion, heart and soul; where they
will consummate their love and where they will start their family when Devi
Maiyya willed it.
He
realized their passion was taking over and he stopped. He knew he must go
slowly. He wanted this night to be perfect for her. He got up and
sat at the edge of the bed. She looked at him and hesitantly spoke his
name, "A..Arnavji?" Kushi thought she had done something wrong,
was she too aggressive? She had never experienced what was happening and
she certainly didn't know why she became so…so... she blushed thinking about
her wanton behavior. What did this man do to her? He aroused so
many emotions and feelings inside of her she couldn't control.
"Kushi,
go change", he said.
She
got up from the bed with a worried look on her face, she definitely did
something wrong she thought to herself. How could she ruin this night,
they waited for so long. She went into the bathroom and decided to bathe
and remembered that she had bought a special nightgown with Di and Payal for
this occasion. The girls had gone shopping and were being quite
mischievous before the wedding and encouraged her to buy this slinky, satiny
nightgown for this ritual. It was beautifully made with Point d'Alencon
lace covering the bodice and went low in the back to the curve just above her
buttocks. As she slipped it over her head and it caressed every curve of her
body, she blushed. How was she going to face him in this? Thank
Devi Maiyya that it came with a robe and she felt better when she covered
herself with it. Her heart was a flutter, pounding deep in her chest and
her breath started to come fast and shallow rising high in her chest just from
the thought of this night and as she looked at herself in the mirror, her lips
still swollen and bruised from his passionate kiss, she slowly and tentatively
walked out of the bathroom.
Kushi
had to make things right, she didn't want him to think she was a wanton.
They were bound for eternity now, so tonight had to be perfect. She would
apologize.
Chapter 2
His mouth
was hanging open; she had just walked out of the bathroom. Can you imagine if this reaction was with the
robe on, what would he do if she disrobed?
He slowly
got up from the bed, he needed a cold shower, he wanted things to slow down
that is why he told her to go and change; things were moving too fast in his
head and to his body. This was not going to help at all, she was stunning in
her satiny robe. All he thought about
was ravishing her. He wanted her so
badly. He had to regain control.
“A…Arnavji…”
She nearly
undid him with speaking his name so tentatively. He walked past her and slammed the bathroom
door.
She
started to cry. What had she done? She ruined everything; she just didn’t
understand what was going on.
He stormed
into the bathroom and she heard the shower running.
He tore
off his clothes and jumped as fast as he could into the shower. The cold water pulsating on his sculpted
body, (thanks, Indi), to help reduce his “inflammation”, would help him gain
control. Miss Kushi Kumari Gupta, oops,
Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada, was going to be the death of him! She was breath taking in her satiny robe,
hair down, plump bruised lips and that look in her eyes of wanting, it was
going to undo him. He thought he was
going to…. right there and then, he needed a cold shower. He thought about the night to come and how he
wanted it to be special for her so he had to take charge but not be a
bull. He would have to use all his will
and might to regain control, to go slowly, to savor the one he adored.
He wanted
this night to be perfect for her for he knew how important it was. He wanted her to know how much he loved
her. He allowed all the walls surrounding
his heart to crumble, he let her in and she knew all about his darkest secrets
and his pain. She was like a healing
salve to his wounds, like the aloe vera plant that helps healing and prevents
scarring to wounded skin. His wounds
were deep but her love seeped through and caressed his broken heart making it
whole again. He loved her deeply for
that. He tried pushing her away with his
words and actions but she didn’t budge.
She continued to be his support.
He knew he hurt her during their strange courtship but finally when he
acknowledged that he indeed did love her he asked for her forgiveness which she
gave readily. She loved him
unconditionally, even the Rakshas within.
She called him her Laad Govenor with affection.
Kushi was
now pacing back and forth in their room.
Her crying had stopped and now she was angry. What had she done? Absolutely nothing she decided, “That Laad Govenor,
who does he think he is ignoring her like that and rushing into the
bathroom? He didn’t even say he liked what
she was wearing!” She will show him, she won’t talk to him! She climbed into bed and covered herself up
to her neck and the minute she placed her head on the pillow she fell fast
asleep.
Chapter 3
He was in
the shower for 45 long minutes, which is how long it took for him to feel that
the water was cold. What was she doing
to him? How was he going to get through
this slowly? He had to just push passed
her when she came out of the bathroom for he thought he would just lose himself
right then and there. She looked
ravishing. He just wanted to devour her
instead of savoring every inch of her which was his intent but he didn’t think
he would be able to do it. He felt like
a young man when looking at a Sports Illustrated Magazine, the swimsuit
edition. It was hard to breathe every
time he thought about her in that robe.
What was underneath? Whatever,
she was his and he couldn’t wait. He had
to have her and NOW. Forget being gentle
and taking his time he decided to take her quick and fast and then he can make
it up to her later. His body stirred at the thought. He wrapped the plush towel around his waist
and hurried out the door only to find her fast asleep surrounded by the blanket
up to her neck!
“What
the?”
His taut
body began to relax. This was certainly
not the way he expected to find her. He
thought she would be waiting for him, lounging her lean body in that satiny
robe, across the bed or even he may have found her at poolside gazing up at the
stars with her long flowing hair cascading down her back. He became furious. How could she? This was their biggest night ever. They had waited for so long to be
together. Frustrated, he started to pace
back and forth. Now what? He made noise stomping his feet hoping she
would wake up and they could continue where they left off but she only seemed
to sleep deeper.
Through
gritted teeth he said, “Kushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada if you think you are
going to get any sleep tonight you are sorely mistaken!” and he bumped into the
bed shaking it.
And still
she continued to sleep.
“What
the?”
He was
getting angrier and angrier. How was he
going to wake her up? There is no way
that this night was going to turn out like this. He pictured in his mind how he
would kiss those bruised lips again and slowly untie her robe. He couldn’t wait
to see what would be revealed inside that silky loungerie. His body stirred at the thought of her in the
satiny outfit. He needed her NOW, how should
he wake her up? He had an idea! He took one of the roses from a nearby vase
and started to tickle her with the soft petals.
He gently directed the rose and its petals skimming over her forehead,
eyes, nose, cheeks to her jaw and down her neck, which he uncovered. She didn’t
budge. As he pulled back the covers his breath caught by the sight of her and
his muscles clenched deep within. Saying that she was ravishing was an
understatement, she was a vixen disguised in a young innocent woman’s
body. His gaze on her hot with desire,
his arousal started to become visible through the towel at the sight of her;
she was wearing the most beautiful nightgown he had ever seen or was it her
beauty that made it seem that way? It
molded to every curve of her body with the Point d’Alencon caressing her
breasts and ending near her navel. The
panels between the lace and satin were sheer and her creamy pink skin peaked
through. He just about lost it then.
And still
she continued to sleep.
Chapter 4
He sat at
the edge of the bed looking at her, his eyes misted. How beautiful she is and she is his, bound
for eternity. A smile came upon his face
as he was reminded of their first meeting.
AR Designs
and Consulting Fashion Institute was one of the top five fashion industries in
the world and he was its founder and CEO.
His MBA from Harvard paid off. He
had made the Forbes 500 list of companies many times over through his
business’s career and was very proud of his accomplishments. Having been five years in business and being
the number one rated fashion company was cause for celebration and of course
Arnav Singh Raizada would do it lavishly.
He decided the setting would be his ancestral home, Sheesh Mahal, where
he had many wonderful memories with his mother and Di, Anjali but those
wonderful and happy memories were tainted by the horrific crime his father had
committed. He wanted, no needed to bring
happiness to this place again ergo a celebration so lavish with many
dignitaries and fashionistas from all over the world in attendance. He would hire the top models from around the
globe stating that all can wear Indian fashion.
Sheesh
Mahal was all-abuzz when he landed by helicopter on the front lawn. Newspaper reporters and paparazzi surrounded
the heliport. And the second he was out of the copter questions were flying. Above the noise of the blades he couldn’t
hear a thing and head down he breezed past everyone sending his press secretary
to field the questions for him. As he
walked into Sheesh Mahal he took a deep breath.
It had been many years since he had been there. Suddenly before him and with a flood of mixed
emotions he pictured his Di’s wedding.
He was 14 at the time and was very proud and happy that day. The house looked elegant, his sister
beautiful. Everyone was ecstatically
happy and there were an abundant of people.
His thoughts
were distracted by his bride who happened just then to turn over on to her side
and peeking out through that lace was the swell of her breast and the top of a
pale pink nipple. He turned his head,
almost embarrassed but then realized she belonged to him; this was his right to
view his wife’s perfect body. He
returned his gaze to her and knew he needed something else to distract
him. He wanted to place a kiss on that
perfect globe and take her pale pink nipple into his mouth to suckle but she
was in such a deep and peaceful sleep he decided against it. This is a first Arnav Singh Raizada putting
someone else’s needs in front of his own.
He took a deep breath and went into the bathroom for a second cold
shower!
Sheesh
Mahal was a splendid venue for a wedding.
The grounds vast and lush green, fountains gushing with water as water
lilies floated on top of their waters and tents were placed everywhere with
refreshments. He was so happy for his
sister but sad as well. They were very
close and she would be leaving him soon.
Music was playing in the background and he noticed his mother leaving
the party extravaganza abruptly, running up the stairs. He followed her, worried. She went to her room and was arguing with his
father; he could only pick up bits and pieces of the argument. He heard “how could you do this to me and
your children?” and he then heard the word “affair”. The next thing he knew his mother ran into
what he assumed was her dressing room or bathroom and heard a gunshot and a few
moments later another one. He
screamed,”MAAAAA!”
He shook
in the shower as the pelting cold drops of water splayed on his sculpted, hard
body. Tears fell down his face. He always had this nightmare but why today? He wanted to just forget all this sadness because
he is the happiest he has ever been.
Kushi was his key and unlocked the vault of his broken heart. Taking a deep breath, the daydream and the
cold water dampened his desire. He
stepped out of the shower, dried his toned tanned body and wrapped another
towel around him. He went to Kushi.
He needed
her and NOW!
Chapter 5
“Kushi,
Kushi…” He shook her
“Huh?” she
answered and then turned to her other side.
“What
the!”
“KUSHI!!!!”
She just
sighed and turned on her back looking ever so lovely almost ethereal. His breath caught. Why wasn’t she getting up? He knew it had been a very long day with a
huge celebration and she was very tired but this tired? Her gown was very heavy and ladened with
jewels. Kushi was a very simple girl but
she looked like a supermodel in her wedding attire. He was proud to call this simple girl his
wife. She gave in to his will when he
asked her to wear one of his designs for the wedding. He made it especially for her. He knew she was a simple girl but today he
took that simplicity to elegance and she shone beautifully like the brightest
diamond ever found.
He watched
her intently, her eyes softly closed and those thick, long dark eyelashes that
made her beautiful hazel green eyes even more beautiful; those lashes seemed to
go on forever. Her nose was sculpted as
well as her cheekbones and had a soft pink flush to them. Was she dreaming about him? His gaze went to her luscious, plump, pink
lips, those kissable lips that were slightly parted. Oh how he wanted to ….
She moaned. “Arnavji…” and he answered her, “I am right
here, Kushi”. She continued to be in a
deep sleep but continued moaning and her breath started to pant and she was
squirming and he was getting nervous.
What was happening? Was she
having a nightmare? Nah, this wasn’t a nightmare but something more, something
it seemed to him to be sensuous. With
all her moaning and panting he started to get agitated.
What was
she dreaming?
It better
be about him!
Of course
it was.
Kushi
Kumari Gupta was in a deep dream realm.
She felt herself walking the runway at Sheesh Mahal; she took the wrong
turn and wound up back stage where she was grabbed by the stage manager. Her sneakers were taken off her feet and she
was given the most beautiful sandals she had ever seen all adorned with
diamonds and emeralds. They matched her
beautiful green and citron gown perfectly.
They placed a stunning veil upon her head and threw her out to the
runway. She moaned, “Nahi, Nahi…” and
started to pant. Nerves had gotten the
best of her. They were whispering from
the sidelines “Go, go down the runway!” and she turned and started the long
walk. Everything was pitch black except
for the blinding runway lights. She
moved forward walking warily on those high heels. She hesitantly continued forward not knowing
what to do when suddenly she lost her footing and fell off the stage into the
arms of the most handsome but dangerous looking man she had ever seen. His dark chocolate eyes were full of anger
but there was something else she could sense as he held her. He was intently looking at her and she
started to squirm feeling uncomfortable under his piercing gaze. He was staring at her lips and she became
self-conscious of them and his stare.
There was a warm sensation she had never felt before blooming down in
her womb like all the blood from her head had rush to her womanly parts. She took a deep breath and her eyes could not
leave this man’s deep chocolate eyes, she could feel her blood rushing through
her veins and even heard her heart beating and breath panting. She could stay in this man’s arms forever.
“Arnavji”…
she moaned.
He was
right there.
What was
this woman dreaming about? He now knew
it was about him for she had spoken his name.
He felt so exhilarated just watching his wife having a sensuous dream
about him. Her body was flushed, her
nipples taut and straining to bud through the silky fabric, her lips parted and
as she lay there she was the most magnificent sight he had ever seen. She started to shift her legs rubbing them
together and tilted her hips just ever so slightly upward.
He became
totally undone. He had to wake her. He started to kiss her forehead and slowly
feathering kisses on her eyes, down her cheeks until he reached her ear lobes. He nibbled there and waited for some
response.
She had
stop moving. Her breath came back to normal and when he raised himself up he
was staring into Kushi’s wide open hazel, green eyes and her lips formed the
perfect O. She was in shock. What was he doing?
“Arnavji?”
Chapter 6
His mouth
crushed down upon her lips. He couldn’t
wait anymore and to his surprise she reciprocated right back. Their kiss was one of passion and longing. He needed her and she was right there for him
giving him what he needed. The memory he
had recently recalled while in the shower was being washed away but not by
water but by his wife.
Her kiss
was all he needed.
Arnav
continued to kiss her passionately but they needed to come up for air. He slowly broke the kiss but continued to
nuzzle her neck and when she moaned he was pleased. Her arms went from around his neck and when
she came up for air she realized he was wearing only a towel as her gaze went
to his bare chiseled chest. If it was
possible she blushed another shade of crimson. He was a magnificent sight,
strong broad shoulders, sculpted arms and a well muscled six pack abdomen; her
eyes took him all in, even the hairs on his abdomen which formed a line from
his navel downward below where he had the towel tied. She swallowed and blushed even more. Her husband was so deliciously handsome she
thought and he was all hers, they were bound for eternity.
He
realized she was checking him out and Arnav Singh Raizada knew he had a great
body, but he was happy seeing his wife’s reaction to him. Arnav regularly exercised and had a strict
regiment of jogging, swimming and weight lifting. His taut, well-muscled body was lean and
tanned but he worked hard to keep himself fit.
He had diabetes so it was important to keep himself healthy. He stretched out on the bed and pulled her
closer to him. He decided to ask her
what she was dreaming about.
“Kya?
Dream? What dream?” She blushed as she recalled her dream of falling into his
arms the first time they met. She
thought she fell in love with him that day just looking into his eyes but he
became a monster after that first meeting and he hurt her many times during their
strange courtship. That night her
sister’s wedding broke and he was responsible.
Kushi started to feel sad reminiscing about what happened and Arnav
noticed the change in her facial expression.
“Kushi?”
She loved
this man, she didn’t care about the past or who he was then, she knew who he
was now. She turned to him with misty
eyes and placed her hands on his cheeks and kissed him slowly, gently at
first. Light, butterfly kisses first on
one eye and then the next. She trailed
her lips to his one cheek and then the other, firmly placing her lips to kiss
each side of his face. She looked
directly into his questioning eyes and then she with parted lips kissed him
straight on the mouth. She nibbled his
bottom lip and as he started to reciprocate, her tongue touched his. She gently explored his mouth and as the kiss
became more, one of need, he took over.
He flipped her over on to her back and plundered her mouth more passionately. As he lay over her he was careful not to
crush her slight body but through her filmy nightgown he felt her buds
straining. His hands started to roam and
they gently caressed her globes. They both moaned. She had decided that she was not going to be
timid with him even though she had no idea what to do, but after having an
intimate conversation with Di and Payal she did have some idea. Her hands glided over his torso, shoulders,
arms and back as she kissed him. With little nips she went up and down his
arms, chest and neck.
Arnav was
surprised by Kushi’s boldness. It seemed
like they kissed for hours and he was at the point of no return. He wanted her. He slowly undressed her and with every inch
of exposed skin his heart leapt.
His towel
dropped to the floor and her eyes widened.
“Oh, my!”
she said.
To be continued....
