Morning Mischief

Morning Mischief

It was one of the days where he came home late. His cute wife was snuggled up in the blanket sleeping. She would try and stay awake for him but she would eventually fall asleep anyway, not that he minded because he wanted her to get to sleep. His work had him driven that he hardly ever got time to spend time with her but even then she was the most supportive person there in the family as she always said that work comes first but its not as important as your health.

He took off his blazor kept his laptop on the side and and went into the bathroom to change quietly. He came out and snuggled in with his wife Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. That's what she called herself after marriage. He pulled her by the waist gently and snuggled closer to her, and eventually falling asleep.

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It was morning, the sun was shining and the birs were singing. Khushi opened her eyes to see the handsome face of her husband, sleeping like a baby. She found it so odd that when he was sleeping he looked so innocent but when he was awake he would transform into The Lard Governor. She watched him sleep for a few minutes, she was moving closer to him as if in a trance and was just staring as his godly lips that devoured her every now and then. She was moving closer when she saw him flinch a little. She instantly moved back and was about to get off the bed when she felt a pull and the next thing she knew, she was lying on top of him, with her mouth open, and her expressions looking shocked.

Khushi: Arnav Ji...yeh aap kya kar rahe hain?

Arnav: I am not doing anything...

Khushi: Humhe chodiye na...aur aap jaag rahe the?

Arnav: Haan...main jaag raha tha...and no I am not going to leave you...you see...I don't have a habit to leave things undone...

Saying that he rolled her over so that she was pinned to the bed underneath him.

Arnav: Hmm...So where were we?

He moves his lips closer to hers, they were only a millimeter apart.

Khushi: Arnav...please sab neeche wait kar rahe honge...aur mujhe pooja ke liye jaana hain...utthiye na...(she tries to push him but he is much stronger than her)

Arnav: Mrs. Raizada...i have not had my morning sweet yet...so you are not going anywhere...

Saying that he claimed her lips, gently biting and sucking on her bottom lip and then he moved his lips to over hers passionately, pushing his tongue inside her mouth to tase her sweetness. Even though he was diabetic, this was the type of sweet he enjoyed. Their tongues danced in syncronised rhythmn. It was ages when they departed from each other. Khushi was flushed. Everytime Arnav touched her, it was like the first time her touched her. He was and will always be her knight in shiny armour. Khushi gently embraced him in a bear like hug, inhaling in his masculine scent which just turned her on every time he was near her. She felt like she was in paradise.

It was then when she heard Anjali knocking on their bedroom door.

Anjali: Khushi Ji...aap neeche chaliye pooja ke liye...

Khushi: Ji Di...hum aa rahe hain...neeche...

Anjali: See you down...plus can you also wake up chote he has to go to office.

Khushi: Ji Di...

Then Anjali went. Khushi then pushed arnav off her and started scuttling out of the bed.

Khushi: Dekha Devi Maiya...I knew I was going to be late...par yeh lard governor...humari baat kab sunthe hain...it is like never...jo man main aya...woh hi kiya...meri kaha sunenge...unko tho sab ulta hi pasand ayega na...

Arnav: KHUSHI...tum apni Devi Maiya...ko pareshan karna band kardo...Woh bhi thak jaati hongi tumari bak bak sunte sunte...

Khushi: Kya?

Arnav: Aur nahi toh kya...have you not heard yourself...you are like a live radio which never switches off.

Khushi: Arnav...(Khushi got so mad listening to that...so she picked up a pillow and aimed it at his head)

Arnav: KHUSHI...ab tum bach nahi paogi...

Arnav picked up a pillow and chucked it at her. Then he started to chase her around. Khushi was fast but he was faster. It was soon when pulled her and pushed her to bed. He started tickeling her as her punishment. He freckled his fingers on her tummy and Khushi just could not stop laughing.

Khushi: Arnav humhe chodiye...please...

Arnav: Nope...not till you say I love you...like you normally do...

Khushi: I will please...

Arnav: Say it...

Khushi: I love you...please ab chodo...(she managed to say in between her laughing fits)

Arnav let go of her and let her breathing calm down. He caressed her cheeks softly.

Arnav: I love you too...

He then lifted her up in his arms and carried her to the shower. They showered to together which ended up with some passionate love.

~THE END~