Arnav checked himself and Khushi into a room in the hotel, screw drinks. He just wanted to be with his Khushi now. He undid the buttons of his suit faster than anything and pulled all his clothes off. Once out of everything other than his boxers, Arnav grabbed hold of Khushi who had also made light work of her clothes and pushed her down onto the bed and came over her. Arnav attacked her lips and he fumbled with her bra.
Khushi let her hands move down to Arnav’s member who was already hard and pushed his boxers away. Arnav did the same with Khushi’s underwear and threw it across the room.
“God it’s been too long.”
“It has…”
“I’m going to fu*k the daylights out of you baby.”
“Please do.”
Arnav smiled and kissed Khushi’s neck. This felt right, being here with her. He carried on kissing her neck, all the while touching her breasts. He trailed his kisses down her torso. His hands were one step ahead of him and were playing with her. Soon arnav’s lips found their destination and he kissed Khushi down there. She let out a soft moan as her fingers locked into his hair, pulling him further into herself.
“Ah Arnav…”
He pulled himself away slightly and looked into her eyes.
“You like it when I eat you out don’t you baby.”
Khushi blushed a deep shade of red and hid her face with her hands.
Arnav smirked and went back to what he was doing. His fingers played with her while his tongue caused havoc within her. Khushi wrapped her legs around Arnav’s neck, bringing him closer to herself. Her hips arched up, letting his tongue dig in deeper.
“Arnav, I can’t…”
He pulled away and positioned himself on top of her. He asked her for permission with his eyes and Khushi smiled and she pulled him into herself.
Arnav positioned himself on top and he got ready to enter.
“I love you Khushi.”
“I love you too…”
“Thank you, for everything. For being the best wife a man could ask for. Thank you for having faith in me when I didn’t have faith in myself, and for staying by my side.”
“I’ll always be by your side. No matter what.”
Arnav placed a passionate kiss on her lips as he lowered himself in. Khushi gasped as she let her legs wrap around his waist. No matter how many times they did it, it always felt like the first time. This was how things were, and this is how they were meant to be.
*****
~ Two years later ~
“I can’t believe I’m finally going to graduate from college.”
“You’re finally living your dream out.”
“My dreams came true when you accepted me as your wife.”
Arnav smiled and placed a kiss on Khushi’s lips.
“I’m so proud of you baby. Hey I got something for you?”
“You did?”
Arnav nodded as he went over to his wardrobe and pulled out a box wrapped in gold paper. He handed it over to Khushi.
“You didn’t need to get me anything!”
“I know, but I thought I may as well.”
Khushi opened the box box to reveal a midnight blue sari. It was fairly simple, but the border was heavy and was gold. The blouse too was gold and extremely heavy.
“Arnav… It’s gorgeous!”
“It’s from our winter range. Thought you could model it for us so people could get the first look.”
“Well that’s very thoughtful of you.”
“There’s something under the sari for the after party.”
Khushi shook her head and laughed. She carefully took the sari out of the box and put it down onto the bed. Underneath was a black, silky gown.
“Oh Arnav… This is gorgeous!”
“This one I had designed especially for you.”
“I love it!!”
“There’s one more. At the bottom there’s something for the after after party.”
“What after after party?”
Arnav smirked and pulled Khushi into his arms.
“You know, the party me and you are attending.”
“I wasn’t aware we were attending such party.”
“Well we are so I suggest you have a look at what I’ve got for you to wear.”
Khushi blushed and went back to the box. Carefully, she removed the black gown, which she now realised had slight sparkles. She put it down onto the bed and there, underneath was a pair of red panties and a red lacy bra.
“D’you like it?”
“Of course I do!”
“So we’re definitely partying with you in those?”
Khushi threw Arnav a playful smile and went to get dressed.
*****
“Mrs Khushi Singh Raizada, please come and collect your diploma.”
Khushi walked across the stage in her graduation rope and cap with her sari Arnav had gifted her on underneath. She walked across the stage and looked out to see her family cheering for her. She saw her husband, her biggest fan whooping and clapping as loudly as he could. There was Anjali di with her 1 year old, just beaming up at her. Payal and Akash sat together, glowing with pride. And then there was her Mausaji. He was sat right at the front with a tear in his eye. Tear of happiness that his girl had finally managed to achieve what she had wanted to achieve. Garima had been invited, but she’d declined. After the divorce things had gotten slightly better between Khushi and Garima, however, not a lot. But Khushi didn’t care. If her aunt didn’t care for her, then she wasn’t going to get down over it. There were plenty of people in her life that did love her and did care for her.
She gave a little wave to them all and then carried on to collect her diploma and then went on to join her friends on the other side of the stage.
Lavanya hugged Khushi and Raj gave her a high five.
“Can you believe we’ve done it?”
“We’ve finally done it!”
Somewhere along the lines, Tom and Amrita were lost. After they’d broken up, things just hadn’t been the same for the group and slowly they’d become distant from Khushi, La and Raj. However, this change hadn’t affected the friendship between the three of them. They’d stuck it out together and now they were victorious coming out at the other end.
Slowly but surely, their whole graduating class joined them on the other side of the stage. When everyone had joined them, there was last short speech and then they threw their hats up, they’d made it.
*****
“Right I’m going to get the first round of drinks in. What’s everyone drinking?”
“I’ll have a vodka on the rocks.” Arnav said to Raj with a nod.
“Champaign for me please.” Replied Lavanya.
“I’ll just have a lemonade.” Said Khushi.
“Oh cmon Khush, it’s graduation night, one drink?”
Khushi shook her head and cuddled closer to Arnav. She looked around the large banquet hall and smiled to see all her classmates enjoying themselves.
“It’s graduation night, I want to be able to remember everything clearly. I just don’t want to be tipsy.”
“In that case, I’ll just have a coke.”
“Arnav, are you sure?”
“It’s my wife’s graduation. I don’t want to get hammered.”
Raj nodded and went to get the drinks, while Lavanya, Arnav and Khushi carried on talking.
“So now that we’ve graduated, when are you and Raj thinking of getting married?”
“We were thinking of maybe in July?”
Somewhere over the course of the two years, Raj and Lavanya had realised that they had feelings for each other that was more than friends. It had taken them both a long time to admit it, but since they had, things hadn’t been better. And soon, they were to get married!
Before much could be discussed, Raj returned with the drinks and handed everyone their orders.
“I love your gown Khushi, where’s it from?”
“AR.”
“I shouldn’t have bothered asking.”
Lavanya laughed and she slowly began to drink her drink. Arnav took Khushi’s hand into his. They looked around the room. Everyone was enjoying themselves, having a drink or dancing.
“Wanna dance?” Arnav whispered into Khushi’s ear.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Arnav helped Khushi to her feet and they made their way over to the dance floor. The music was soft and Arnav and Khushi swayed slowly.
“You really do look amazing tonight baby.”
“You don’t look half bad yourself Raizada.”
“Are you enjoying yourself?”
“Of course. Today’s been one of the best days ever.”
“Well the night is still young, sure I could find a way to make even better for you.”
Khushi blushed a deep shade of red. The music picked up and Arnav began to twirl her. They danced as though they were the only two people in the world. He held her close and looked into her eyes as they danced slowly in time with the music. He moved in to her ever so slightly and Khushi looked ever so slightly confused until she realised. She moved into him too until their lips touched ever so slightly. Khushi pulled away though.
“What’s wrong?”
“There’s too many people here.”
“Shall we go upstairs?”
“Upstairs?”
“Start our after after party early?”
“Did you book us a room?”
“Of course I did.”
Khushi blushed and placed a peck on Arnav’s cheek.
“Can we go up in a bit? I want to spend a little bit more time with Lavanya and Raj.
“We can do whatever you like babe. It’s your night after all.”
They carried on dancing until the song ended and Arnav took Khushi’s hand so that they could go back to La and Raj. However as they were approaching them, Khushi changed her mind.
“What’s wrong?”
“Let’s go upstairs.”
“Khushi…”
“No I want to.”
*****
Arnav opened the door to the room that he had booked out for himself and Khushi. Khushi looked around and gasped.
The room was decorated with rose petals. There were petals all over the floor and all over the bed. Little tea lights were also scattered all over the room.
“Arnav…”
Arnav moved into Khushi and lifted her chin and kissed her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in close to himself. Khushi let her hands move under his suit jacket and placed them on his chest.
“Tonight has been the best.”
“And it’s not over yet baby.”
Arnav slipped the gown off of Khushi’s shoulders. The silky material trailed down her body and pooled around her heels on the floor. Arnav took a step back and his breath caught in his throat. She was wearing the red lacy lingerie he had gifted her and she looked divine.
“Hold on a second.”
Khushi looked up, her eyebrows raised in question.
Arnav moved over to the little speaker and clicked it on. The slow, calming introduction of ‘Pyaar De’ came on. Khushi bit her lip and Arnav made his way back to her. As he was approaching, he shrugged out of his clothes, letting it all fall anywhere.
Arnav lifted Khushi off the floor, and touched his lips to hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kept them like that as he settled them both down on to the bed. Arnav removed her hands from around his neck and he slowly worked down her body, placing light kisses as he went.
*Pyaar de, mujhe tu pyaar de…*
Arnav unclipped her bra and slowly pulled her panties away from her body and freed himself of his own underwear.
*Zara nazdeek tu, aane de…*
“I love you baby.”
“I love you too jaan.”
Arnav rested his lips on Khushi’s once more and he positioned himself between her legs. He pushed himself into her and Khushi wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to herself.
“Ahh.”
Arnav locked his fingers into Khushi’s as he slowly penetrated her body with his length.
The soft melody of the song carried on playing, all the while their soft moans of pleasure also filled the room.
Khushi slowly opened her eyes to find Arnav too was opening his eyes slightly. She looked at her strong, loving husband making love to her and tightened her legs around him. She couldn’t help but think back to a time when she thought it would be impossible for her to be where she was now.
She’d managed to live her dream and graduated from college and her husband loved her, every inch of her, every little flaw, every little perk.
Her mind flew back to those days over 3 years ago and couldn’t help but smile. She turned her head slightly and looked at her hand locked with Arnav’s and her gaze dropped slightly to her wrist. Feint scars were still present, battle scars, but they were fading every day. She looked back to Arnav and smiled and shut her eyes.
The physical scars were fading and the mental scars had long faded now and that was all a result of Arnav’s love.
Because true love could heal any scar…
*****
Author’s note
Well that’s it guys. Scars has finally come to an end. I hope you have enjoyed this ride as much as I have, for it has been quite a long one.
Leave your reviews and I will be back tomorrow! Also, happy new year everybody!
PS: I have also just opened a twitter account for my work. I’ll be posting updates and reminders and stuff on there, so please do follow me if you have an account. My twitter handle is @ganga16tr. There isn’t much on there yet, but I will start working on it ASAP
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