Chapter Forty Three

"You can be such a passionate lover," Khushi smiled softly.

Khushi was on her side, facing Arnav. They held their hands up, playing and entangling their fingers together. They were cocooned up under Khushi's sheets, the setting sun's light pouring into the room.

"Though I would also like for you to be a controlling lover," Khushi blushed.

The corner of Arnav's lips crooked up. He entangled his fingers with hers, then tugged on her, bringing Khushi over him.

"A controlling lover." he questioned.

Khushi ran her nose along his. "Mm hmm."

Arnav sighed, running his hand along her back. "Angel..."

"I trust you baby."

"I know," he said softly.

Khushi laid her head down on his chest and Arnav continued to run his finger tips along Khushi's back.

"You offered to do it though," Khushi said softly. She tilted her head up and rested her chin on his chest. "I'm not trying to be pushy or anything... I was just saying what you said."

Arnav smiled. "I know, angel, I know. But...."

"But?"

"That was before you knew about...."

Khushi leaned up and cupped his face. "It doesn't change anything."

Arnav could only blink.

"I know you're afraid of being that dominant you once were, but there's another part of you now - the part that knows of love, that loves me. I know that you would never intentionally hurt me."

"I don't want to loose you," Arnav said with a shaky voice.

"You won't baby, I promise," and she gave him a kiss.

Arnav caressed her face and looked at her. "We should get up - your pad thai is waiting."

Khushi chuckled. "I'm sure it is," she said with a roll of her eyes.

"Well let's go check," and he spanked her, getting a yelp out of her.

Khushi's eyes widened and she beamed. "Yay!"

Arnav chuckled and he picked her up and took her to the living room. He placed her down on the breakfast bar and Khushi pecked his lips and gazed at Arnav's fine ass as he walked to the door.

Damn, I'm lucky, Khushi said in her head.

Arnav slightly opened the door and poked his head out. No one was there, but their takeout hung on the doorknob. He took it and shut the door behind him and placed the bag in front of Khushi.

"I'm surprised they left it," Khushi said, cocking her eyebrow as Arnav placed the bag down.

Arnav's lips crooked up.

"They basically left it for anyone to take it - that's bad. You should leave a bad review," Khushi said, crossing her arms.

"Oh? And what should I say? They have good food and it has impeccable taste, and their delivery boy leaves your takeout on your doorknob when he hears you and your girlfriend having loud, intimate sex?"

Khushi went red.

"That's a wonderful review," Arnav teased.

"You think he heard us," Khushi crimsoned.

"Better not have - I won't let the fucker live if he heard you. That music is only for my ears," Arnav winked.

Khushi looked down as the embarrassment took her. Arnav chuckled and wrapped his arms around her. Khushi held him, wrapping her legs around him.

"Hungry," Arnav questioned softly.

Khushi nodded and pulled back. 

Arnav released her and got their food out. It was still warm and him and Khushi were fine with that. They brought everything down to the floor and Khushi decided to wear Arnav's shirt so that she could eat in peace.

Don't come in between a girl and her food with sex - food will win... unless it's sex involving food.

"Cold," Arnav questioned.

"No, I'm fine, thank you."

Arnav smiled softly and nodded. They remained on the floor, eating and laughing the day away.

*~*

Two days had passed since their trip to Khushi's place. Khushi was folding up her clothes in the dressing room when her phone pinged. She saw that there was a text from Arnav. 

I'll be home in 10. Be ready for me ;)

Khushi felt butterflies in her stomach. For some reason, she felt nervous yet excited.

He's finally going to do it, she said in her head.

Etta came in with the last of Arnav's just-ironed shirts. Khushi sent her home and once Etta left, Khushi stripped out of her clothes. She kicked them aside and entered their bedroom. Glancing around the room, she decided to wait in the corner, so she went there, waiting on her knees. 

Khushi could hear footsteps coming her way. She felt excitement pit in her belly as she heard Arnav come closer. Arnav came walking in, loosening his tie. He noticed Khushi out of the corner of his eyes and smiled softly. She was looking down, hands on her knees, completely quiet.

Eager as ever, Arnav chuckled to himself.

He walked up in front of her and stood there for a moment.

I truly am in awe of you. I love you my sweet, impatient angel, he smiled.

Without a word, he stepped away and headed to the wardrobe in the dressing room. While Arnav took out some items, Khushi was peeking up at the doorway, wondering what he was up to. When she heard him approaching, she quickly looked back down.

Arnav came back into the room and placed the items in his hands on the bed. Khushi heard as the items dropped onto the bed.

What could he be up to, Khushi wondered. 

"Rise."

At his simple demand, Khushi stood up and didn't dare to look at him.

"You're going to be receiving some lessons," he said, walking up to Khushi with an item in his hands.

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows and looked up at him. "But I-"

Arnav looked at her and that one glance shut Khushi up in a second and had her looking back down. She saw the item in his hand and was somewhat confused as to what it was.

"Rule number one: don't talk unless you're told to."

Arnav raised his hand and showed the item to Khushi - a bit gag.

Khushi's eyes widened and she gulped.

"Do you trust me?"

Khushi looked at him. "More than myself."

Arnav smiled softly. He placed the the bit in Khushi's mouth and Khushi bit down onto it. He put on the straps behind her head and looked back at her.

"This bit gag is a breathable gag. Since you're a beginner, this will help train you for a regular bit gag or ball gag. Now if you feel that you can't take it anymore, then point both your ring finger and your pinky on both hands. Understood?"

Khushi tried to speak but she couldn't, so instead, she nodded.

"Positive? "

Khushi nodded.

"Good. Rule number two: when you wait for me, I want you on your knees but don't place your hands on your knees, but behind your back. Understood?"

Khushi nodded. 

"Good. Rule number three: reality is way more different than your books."