FF: 30 Days - Day 27

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Day 27

‘Arnav!’ Khushi opened the fridge one last time to check that she was right and there had been an oversight in the masses of provisions that had been provided for them this week. ‘Arnav! There aren’t any jalebis here!’

Arnav walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter, watching perplexed as Khushi ransacked the cupboards. ‘I didn’t really think you’d want jalebis this week,’ he smirked, ‘can’t you make them yourself? I had all the ingredients delivered.’

Khushi stood up and put her hands on her hips and pouted. ‘That’s too much effort, it’ll take too long! I wanted something sweet right now.’

‘Oh but when you’re upset about something it’s not too much effort then? Anyway, there’s some chocolate and some cakes in the fridge.’

‘Making jalebis helps me when I’m upset! And I don’t want chocolate!’

‘Well there’s only one other option,’ he countered approaching her slowly. He saw the look in her eyes signalling that she was about to run but she wasn’t quick enough and Arnav had her up and onto the counter in the blink of an eye. He settled himself in between her thighs and smiled, ‘aren’t I sweet enough for you Khushi?’

‘Nu-unh. You’re not sweet.’

Arnav laughed as Khushi locked her legs around him pulling him closer and trailed her tongue on the column of his neck, mimicking actions she often practiced elsewhere on his body.

‘Mmmm... Salty, definitely salty.’ 

She continued to run her tongue up and down, occasionally nipping at his earlobe trying to distract him as she reached behind her on the counter feeling around for a bottle she knew was placed there.

Arnav had his eyes closed and his arms around Khushi’s waist rubbing softly up and down through her nightdress when Khushi’s moist lips on his neck were replaced suddenly by something cold and slimy. ‘Urgh,’ he opened his eyes to see Khushi dangling a bottle of chocolate sauce in front of him as what he now realised as the contents of the sauce began to travel down his neck to his collarbone.

Khushi tutted and put down the bottle, quickly putting a halt to the sauce’s journey by lapping it away and then licking her lips seductively, ‘much better!’

Arnav silently questioned what was coming next and Khushi grinned. ‘I think you should take your shirt off Arnav, you wouldn’t want to get sauce all over it would you?’

Arnav quickly pulled the t-shirt up over his head and threw it behind him onto the kitchen floor and waited. She didn’t talk again but a meaningful look towards his jogging bottoms conveyed her meaning accurately and Arnav shucked them off as well, leaving him completely naked and aroused in front of her. Khushi picked up the bottle again and flicked the cap open, ‘I wonder... where else can I use this? Hmmm?’

Arnav took a step back and spread his arms out wide, ‘anywhere you want baby. I’m all yours.’

Khushi grinned and hopped off of the counter and into Arnav’s arms, the bottle still clutched in one hand wound around his neck. Their lips met and Arnav could taste the lingering chocolate sauce on her tongue as he explored the depths of her mouth.

‘Anywhere?’ She asked again against his lips after a quick glance down to where he was pressed, hard and heavy against her stomach.

‘Anywhere, just so long as you clean it up afterwards,’ he confirmed throatily, feeling himself harden even more at the prospect.