Sunlight began to peek in to the room, awakening Khushi. She slowly opened her eyes, her vision at first blurry, and then clearing up and reminding her where she was.
Wait, so then last night... it wasn't a dream.
A small smile spread across Khushi's face as blush rose to her cheeks. She remembered the events of the night before, and her body instantly hummed, giving her a small reminder of the feelings she had felt the previous night.
"Morning."
Khushi looked up to see Arnav at the door, dressed casually in pjs and a t-shirt. She looked away, feeling her cheeks heat even more. Arnav couldn't help his smile and made his way over to her, sitting down beside and placing a kiss on her cheek.
"How are you feeling," he asked softly, placing his fingers in her hair, cradling her cheek.
Khushi nuzzled into his embrace, letting him know that she was okay.
"You sure?"
Khushi nodded and placed a kiss in the palm of his hand, then placed her hand over her stomach.
"I had a feeling," Arnav grinned. "You were so picky last night with your food," he chuckled.
Khushi frowned at him. It was good intentions, I didn't want to end up eating any snails you might have tried to sneak in there.
"Okay, okay, put the frown away before they become permanent," and he kissed her forehead.
Instantly, Khushi's frown went away.
"Good. I already ordered breakfast for us and it should be up soon. Why don't you get ready and meet me in the other room."
Khushi nodded and Arnav placed another kiss on her forehead. He got up and was about to leave, when he turned back around and nuzzled Khushi's nose.
"Love you," he said softly.
Khushi couldn't help her grin and nuzzled him in return, making Arnav smile.
"Now quickly get ready. Next thing you know the food arrives and it'll get cold."
Khushi nodded and Arnav left the room, shutting the door behind him. After a few moments passed, Khushi laid back down and wiggled with joy, beaming brightly!
This is real, it's all real! Last night was real, this just now was real - it's all real!
Khushi reached her arms out and felt the bed beneath her.
Last night... it was magical. He was so kind- except for those few moments he teased me, she frowned, but I guess he did so that I would be comfortable. But all in all... oh my gosh!
Khushi sat back up and looked around the room. Her sari was no longer a mess and was folded properly, courtesy of Arnav. She went over to it and held it, remembering the brief moments with it the night before. Bunching it up in her hands, she buried her face in it and let out a small squeal.
I'm not dreaming at all!
Khushi placed the sari down and quickly went into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and analyzed herself - she didn't look any different, other than the ridiculous grin on her face, but she felt different. She remembered the way Arnav had touched her and her hands moved her in that way, remembering the night before.
Last night was truly magical and Arnav....
Khushi looked back up into the mirror, briefly glancing at her lips before looking at her eyes.
I know how much you miss my voice Arnav... and for you, I'll try.
*~*
It wasn't long until their breakfast had arrived, and Arnav gave the workers their tip, and they left.
"Khushi, food is here," he called out to her.
The door to their room opened and Arnav turned to her.
"See, this is why I-"
But Arnav immediately stopped in his tracks, stunned by the sight of Khushi in his shirt.
Just his shirt.
Khushi glanced down at herself, tucking her hair behind her ear. While she had glanced in her bag the night before to see what Anjali had packed, she hadn't looked at it too carefully. What she presumed to be regular clothes, actually ended up being a hideous selwar kameez wrapping up a few of Arnav's t-shirts and shorts. The moment Khushi realized that, she had mentally cursed and had a mini freak-out.
Di is so getting it when we get back home! How could she just make it seem like she put regular clothes with the sari, when really it's all his stuff?
But although Khushi was irked by this, she still couldn't help but to take this as an opportunity. So she put on one of the t-shirts, and when she went to put on one of the basketball shorts provided, Khushi felt absolutely ridiculous in it, having pulled on the drawstrings so much to keep it around her tiny body. And so, in the end, with a smack-load of bravery, Khushi decided to only wear Arnav's shirt... especially since Anjali hadn't thought to put in fresh underwear in her bag.
Oh, Di, what to do with you....
Khushi looked up at Arnav, finding him still to be stunned. She tugged on the shirt a little, hoping that it would go down a little more... not that it was going to. Arnav snapped out of his haze, shaking his head.
"Er, sorry, I... um... breakfast is getting cold! Yeah... breakfast... cold... yeah...."
Khushi pursed her lips, trying to hide her smile, seeing Arnav so flustered. She made her way over to him, looking up at him through her lashes. Arnav's eyes kept darting from her to anywhere else but her, and Khushi found it too humorous. She reached up on her toes to bring their faces aligned and wrapped her arms around him. When Arnav looked at her, Khushi wiggled her brows, teasing him.
"S-stop it Khushi. Y-you're making me uncomfortable."
Khushi frowned at him, tilting her head. You're uncomfortable? I'm the one that's half naked and feeling the breeze go up my shirt - but I'm sure you know that.
And boy did he, especially since her erect nipples were quite visible in the black t-shirt of his that she was wearing.
"Sh-shall we eat?"
Khushi could not hold back her smile and nuzzled his nose before nodding. He quickly took her to the table and had her sit, then sat across from her and solely focused on the food in front of him.
While this was the situation here, over at Raizada mansion, it was orgasm galore! Both Anjali and Shyam were still lost in the throes of passion, and neither could complain whatsoever over the increase of Anjali's libido. And while these two love-bunnies were hopping away on each other, over at the Kapoor's camp, or rather, glamp site, everyone was busy having breakfast together, altogether in the big house. Workers were placing down all types of different foods, per the guests requests. While many had gone quite extreme, to worried over their diets and restrictions, both Avantika and Virat were humored by it all. They watched as servers raced back and forth from the kitchen, as certain things about the food had been wrong and needed to be fixed. While the two kept exchanging looks about the shenanigans around them, Deviyani had noticed it, and she immediately understood that all was well with the two, and she mentally was throwing confetti everywhere.
After breakfast, they all planned on going on a hike... which then became only the children going on a hike. Thanks to Sana, there was a large selection of clothing to wear for the hike, the other girls swooning over her for being so gracious and trendy. Avantika felt the urge to stick her finger down her throat, but resisted. Instead, she grabbed something to wear, since she had brought nothing that would be good for the hike, other than sneakers.
Some time later, the boys were all ready, muttering to themselves and waiting to see how the girls looked. Inwardly, Virat was curious to see Avantika, but at the same time, he didn't expect her to be like the other girls, who would most likely appear half naked and wanting the guys to gawk at them.
Nah, Avantika won't do that, she won't wear something inappropriate. But then again, the way some of these guys are... I'll fuck em up if anyone even gives one wrong look-!
The girls finally came out, and immediately the guys starting teasing, the girl ignoring them. While they all muttered amongst themselves, Virat looked around for Avantika.
Where is she?
"Hey Virat!"
Virat turned around to see Sana. "Oh, hey."
"Ready for the hike," she beamed, rocking on her feet.
Virat noticed the way she had put her arms behind her back, pushing her breasts out. Of course he quickly looked away, feeling rather uncomfortable. But in that moment, Virat caught sight of Avantika, and he froze. Her hair had been pulled back in a ponytail, going through her black baseball cap. She wore a black adidas track jacket, which she had zipped all the way up, along with black leggings, a black backpack hanging on her back. When her eyes met his, he snapped out of his daze and went over to her, fully ignoring Sana and what she had been saying.
"Hey," Virat said when he reached her.
"Hey," Avantika smiled back lightly.
"Ready for the hike?"
"No," Avantika whined. "I brought all of my good sneakers on this thing and they're going to get fucked, along with me!"
While Avantika continued to frown, Virat looked at her in shock, which Avantika noticed.
"What?"
"You really are gonna have to watch that mouth of yours chatterbox."
"Wha- don't call me that and what do you mean?"
"Let's get going guys," they heard Vikram call out, and the group started following him.
Virat turned to leave as well, but Avantika quickly caught him. "Uh, you didn't say what you meant."
"You brought all of your good sneakers and they're going to get fucked, along with me?"
Avantika's eyes widened. Shit, did I really say that?
"Really chatterbox?"
Avantika gulped, looking away. Virat looked forward and saw that everyone had already started going ahead, leaving the two behind, so he moved closer to her ear.
"Keep it up, and it just might happen," and he nipped her ear before going off to catch up with the others.
Avantika's eyes widened as a squeal escaped her throat, the poor girl biting at her lip.
I... he... uh- eek! "Hey, wait for me," and Avantika ran after the group, groaning once again at the thought of the hike.
It's safe to say all three Raizada's were totally fucked.
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