FF: 30 Days - Day 9

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Day 9

'Arnav? Are you still in the shower?'

'I'm nearly done, can you pass me a towel?'

Khushi put the plate and mug in her hands on the table before she picked up the towel off the bed. She knocked on the bathroom door before opening it slightly and putting her hand through the gap. The door opened immediately and Arnav stood in front of her, gloriously naked and dripping wet.

Arnav smirked at the sound of Khushi's gasp as he tugged the towel from her grasp and walked into the room rubbing lightly at his hair.

'Arnav...you... I... you're getting the carpet wet!'

'Oh sorry,' Arnav said insincerely as he lazily put the towel loosely around his waist without bothering to dry his upper half at all.

Khushi tried to gain control of her strangled voice before she spoke again, 'I've left your breakfast on the table.' She began to walk past him to the door when Arnav held onto her arm.

'Khushi, I'm running late. Can you just dry my hair while I eat?' He didn't wait for an answer, picking up a piece of toast with one hand and holding out another towel to Khushi with the other.

Khushi looked at Arnav through narrowed eyes suspiciously before taking the towel reluctantly. She stood up on her tiptoes behind Arnav and roughly rubbed at his hair.

Arnav watched her grumpy reflection in the mirror as his head jerked back and forth with her movements.

'There you go,' Khushi said barely a minute later and began to move when Arnav held her arm again.

'Can you just do my back and chest as well? Please?' Arnav spoke sweetly as he bit into his toast.

'I know what you're trying to do Arnav,' Khushi said as she began wiping down his arms.

'What? What am I doing? I was just trying to save some time Khushi and I assumed my sweet, beautiful wife would want to help me, but if you have other things to do...' He trailed off raising an eyebrow at her as he finished his toast.

'Oh shut up,' Khushi said as she began rubbing the towel over Arnav's shoulders and then down to his muscled back. She moved in front of Arnav in time to catch the end of his smirk. This time she began at the bottom, where his towel ended and moved her hands in small gentle circles.

Arnav looked down at Khushi questioningly to be met with mischievous eyes looking up at him as her hands moved slowly up.

Khushi took one hand away from the towel to hold onto his waist and stepped closer to Arnav so her face was almost pressed against his chest.

Arnav stilled as Khushi reached his pecs and took a sharp breath in as she roughly dragged the towel across one nipple and then the other.

Khushi then moved her arm from his waist so it was wrapped around him as she moved up to Arnav's collarbones. Arnav closed his eyes and leant his head back trying to retain a semblance of control as Khushi finally reached his throat, rubbing his Adam's apple as he swallowed heavily.

'All done,' Khushi whispered into Arnav's ear before swiftly stepping back with a grin.

Arnav opened his eyes and looked down following Khushi's gaze to the tell-tale bulge that his towel was failing to conceal. He grinned wryly as he picked up his coffee, 'I guess that didn't go quite to plan, did it?'

Khushi shook her head and laughed before she picked up the empty plate and left the room.