Warrior - Chapter Forty Nine
Well, well, Arnav Singh Raizada - aren't you slick? You've managed to get away from answering my question, but don't worry...
I got you.
Dinner was complete, and Arnav and I were upstairs in our room. He was seated down in an armchair, going over some emails on his laptop, giving me the perfect opportunity.
"So what if you had to kiss her?"
Arnav's face instantly filled up with confusion as he looked up at me. I just simply looked at him with my arms crossed, watching his reaction. You see, it's a warm Friday night in May, so I decided to wear some jersey shorts and a t-shirt, and as soon as Arnav caught sight of my exposed legs - well, from the knees down - blush started filling his face.
Does he really get so uncomfortable just from seeing skin? Surely he's seen the models that have modeled the clothes for Arani expose some skin, so does he blush then as well? And also, he's seen me in sleeveless things before so what the fuck?
"W-what," Arnav finally said.
Aww, look at that!
Arnav Singh Raizada is stuttering.
Interesting how he didn't stutter earlier with that Jhaveri guy.... So business turns him into a badass while exposed skin and the topic of kissing turns him into a blushing boy.
Good to know.
"I said what if you had to kiss her? You know, the question I asked earlier at lunch that you luckily were able to avoid answering?"
Arnav glanced down and his face made it clear that he knew he was trapped, and that there was no way of avoiding this question.
I must admit, seeing him like this is making me a little giddy, which is weird. You would think I was asking a child or a preteen, given the way he's blushing and being uncomfortable.
I swear, if he says cooties, I'm gonna lose my shit!
Sitting down in an armchair across from him, I made myself comfortable, tucking my feet beneath me. "Well?"
Arnav pursed his lips, looking down at his laptop. "Uh...."
"Uh...?"
He gulped nervously, avoiding eye contact. "Uh... then we'd kiss," and his cheeks reddened even more.
Oh? "And how would that go, given that you've never kissed anyone before?"
"Um... I don't... know."
Arnav's cheeks reddened even more, the embarrassment being clear on his face. To be honest, I felt bad that I was making him feel this way, but I can't help but to poke him a little bit more.
"Have you ever practiced kissing? Like with your hand or a pillow?"
This time, Arnav's eyes widened with surprise. "What?"
"You know, like some kids practice on a pillow or with their hand. I did the stupid hand thing when I was a kid," and I tucked my thumb under my finger, making them look like lips. "You know, like this."
"I... I've never-"
"Oh come on! Everyone does it."
"I-I never did."
Really? My, my, Arnav Singh Raizada, you just continue to surprise me! "Aren't you a good boy. Good for you?"
Getting up, I made my way to the bed, catching Arnav sigh with relief.
Hmm.... "Arnav?"
Arnav turned to look at me. "Yeah?"
"I hope I didn't come off as bullying you or making fun of you. I was just curious, I meant no ill will."
A small smile takes over his lips. "I know."
I reflect a small smile of my own. "Going to bed now?"
"Yeah," and he set his laptop down and made his make-shift bed, then we headed off to sleep.
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You know what's one of the great things about kissing? It's just so filled with love and you're in the arms of your beloved, feeling each other up as time goes on, which can eventually lead to the removal of clothing, which can then lead to naughty time! However, sometimes the removal of clothing is unnecessary. Sometimes, even just sitting there and making out with no care of how much time has passed is fucking perfect. Sure, your lips might get a bit swollen, but it's totally worth it! I mean when you're in the tattooed arms of someone like Arnav Singh Raizada-
What the fuck?!
Popping up out of bed, I find myself breathing heavily, finding the room to be slightly dark, sunshine slowly peeking in.
What time is it?
Glancing over at the clock, I see that it's almost six.
Geez-us... but what the fuck was that dream- Arnav!
Curious, I quietly crawled over to the end of the bed and found Arnav asleep. He had his left hand hidden beneath his pillow, the other lamely hanging over him.
Well at least one of us can get a peaceful night's sleep! What the fuck?!
Crawling back up to my pillow, I laid back down and got comfy under the covers.
What kinda shit fucking dream was that?! The fuck?! Like what even-! I swear, my fucking brain must be on some fucking shit! Like really? This is how you take the events of the day and morph it up into a bizarre dream of me making out with Arnav Singh Raizada!
What the fuck?!
I mean it's fucking insane! Something like that would never happen and yet... and yet it felt so real. It really felt as though someone was holding me... as if Arnav was actually holding me. If I close my eyes, I can still see the way his tattooed arms were wrapped around me, holding me-
Enough! The fuck?! First of all, the man has never kissed anyone a day in his life, not even his fucking hand! How the fuck would a make out session with him even possibly come as close to as good as that? ...Then again, what if he ends up having some sort of natural- stop it!
Ugh!!!!!!!
This is the shit I get for bringing up that conversation. This is the karma I get for trying to get at him and make him blush, even though I wasn't trying to bully or make fun of him! All I wanted was to see the badass, tattooed CEO of AR Group of Industries blush because I mean come on! He made a guy beg and plead just hours ago on a golf course - it sure is damn weird to see that very same man blush over something as simple as kissing! Especially when so many people think that he's some casanova who's been in secret relationships! I mean have you seen the tabloids?!
Well... then again, kissing isn't exactly so simple, is it? I mean when there's a bond and love- stop it! Stop it! Stop it!! Stop it!!!
Enough!
Fucking hell, am I close to my period? Is that what's going on?
Geez-us!
Aww my my. If only that dream come true. Enjoyed blushing ASR
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