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The story is not written by me ..It was an Os originally on my another favourite couple but i thought it wud suit Sulbala ...plz...I mean no offence to the original writer.
BACK GROUND :After the party in Which R.k had punched Sultan
Sultan was pacing like a caged lion in his home .He remembered what happened ..He was not at all bothered about him getting hit but he was bothered how Madhu was insulted !!! he had to be with her for now ..bcz she needed him and he knew it .He went to the studio bcz his heart knew she wud be there
Madhu wasn't really sure what ensued that now she is crying terribly in a washroom on the studio. She is fuming mad and yelling and screaming has made her voice hoarse. Angry tears threaten to fall down her anger flushed cheeks. Wiping them, she sits down as she knows that there is nothing she can do for now.She had created all this and she had to face it .
It seems like an eternity before the door opens and in steps Sultan. She gets up in a rush and yells at him. "Whu did you get hit Sultan. Didn't u think how i wud have felt when that animal hit u?" She stops to take a breath and realizes what she just saidand sees Sultan just standing there with an amused look and a hint of mischieve in his eyes. MADHU, notes that they are deep blue She takes in a ragged breath, whats wrong with u what r u thinking??. She lifts her chin defiantly and starts walking towards the door, she somehow has managed to get her bangle stuck around the tap while she is trying to get herself free so she could get out, Sultan walks towards her. In her mad rush she pull a bit too hard, breaking her bangle and turns the shower on.
To stop herself from getting wet she tries to move out of the way. She thinks why am I behaving like this. Just shut if off. But in her feeble attempt, she slips on the soap that she had thrown at the door in her anger and starts falling, but only to be caught in strong arms. The water was cold, but all she could feel was the warmth of him which seemed to engulf her. His scent and warmth were assaulting her senses and she wasn't able to think properly.
Sultan notices the change and has that lopsided smile, he knows his close presence is affecting hisMadhu
He didn't try to hold her back when she stepped out of his arms and looked up at him. He noticed, her cheeks are enticing rosy shade, her hair is wet and her simple suit is stuck to her like a second skin. Her lashes were wet and water was clinging to them. He felt jealous of the suit and the water. He wished it could have been him. After all, she was the one, the only one for him.
Madhu, seems to drown in those gorgeous blue eyes. She couldn't look away, she tried to. All she could see was him looking down at her, she felt her colour rise and realised that she was soaking wet but she noticed so was he. His black and red kurta was clinging to those hard muscles. She had the sudden urge to touch them. One thing was certain, she was seeing Sultan in a new light and as a man, thought her man but she was married to someone else but now it didn't matter to her . He was majesctic in this Kurta and jeans. She wondered why she didn't notice how handsome he was.
The small bathroom air was charged with sensual electricty. If you saw, you would say you indeed saw sparks. Madhu's heart started beating faster, she was worried Sultan could hear it. When he lifted her chin with his finger, she didn't object. Her lips parted, her eyes closed as she anticipated the kiss that was coming her way. Sultan studied her for a few seconds, the parted lips, ragged breath and her eyes were closed. He took that as a Yes and bent down and kissed her gently. His hand tangled in her cascading locks and tilted her head as he took the kiss to a deeper level. He put all his love and passion in that one kiss hoping MADHU would get the message, that he wanted her and not just physically.
Her knees buckled from underneath her as the kiss registered. She leaned into him for support and her arms came up around his shoulders and then eventually inter-locked at the back of his neck. She had to stand on her tippy toes, as she knew that he was tall. She had thought the kiss would be harsh but no, he was gentle, sensual and seemed to convey his love to her. She kissed right back, realizing that she had always been bothered by him. He was the only one who had managed to get under her skin.
After what seemed like an eternity, he let go and led her OUT IN THE STUDIO. Handed her a towel and left, he did stop at the door and looked back longingly but he was't going to claim her until she said the three magical words.
MADHU stood with the towel in her hands, with a confused look. She didn't understand what had just transpired between them. But she did love the fact he walked away like a gentleman. With a slight smile she touched her swollen lips as she remembered the kiss and started drying herself.
BACK GROUND :After the party in Which R.k had punched Sultan
Sultan was pacing like a caged lion in his home .He remembered what happened ..He was not at all bothered about him getting hit but he was bothered how Madhu was insulted !!! he had to be with her for now ..bcz she needed him and he knew it .He went to the studio bcz his heart knew she wud be there
Madhu wasn't really sure what ensued that now she is crying terribly in a washroom on the studio. She is fuming mad and yelling and screaming has made her voice hoarse. Angry tears threaten to fall down her anger flushed cheeks. Wiping them, she sits down as she knows that there is nothing she can do for now.She had created all this and she had to face it .
It seems like an eternity before the door opens and in steps Sultan. She gets up in a rush and yells at him. "Whu did you get hit Sultan. Didn't u think how i wud have felt when that animal hit u?" She stops to take a breath and realizes what she just saidand sees Sultan just standing there with an amused look and a hint of mischieve in his eyes. MADHU, notes that they are deep blue She takes in a ragged breath, whats wrong with u what r u thinking??. She lifts her chin defiantly and starts walking towards the door, she somehow has managed to get her bangle stuck around the tap while she is trying to get herself free so she could get out, Sultan walks towards her. In her mad rush she pull a bit too hard, breaking her bangle and turns the shower on.
To stop herself from getting wet she tries to move out of the way. She thinks why am I behaving like this. Just shut if off. But in her feeble attempt, she slips on the soap that she had thrown at the door in her anger and starts falling, but only to be caught in strong arms. The water was cold, but all she could feel was the warmth of him which seemed to engulf her. His scent and warmth were assaulting her senses and she wasn't able to think properly.
Sultan notices the change and has that lopsided smile, he knows his close presence is affecting hisMadhu
He didn't try to hold her back when she stepped out of his arms and looked up at him. He noticed, her cheeks are enticing rosy shade, her hair is wet and her simple suit is stuck to her like a second skin. Her lashes were wet and water was clinging to them. He felt jealous of the suit and the water. He wished it could have been him. After all, she was the one, the only one for him.
Madhu, seems to drown in those gorgeous blue eyes. She couldn't look away, she tried to. All she could see was him looking down at her, she felt her colour rise and realised that she was soaking wet but she noticed so was he. His black and red kurta was clinging to those hard muscles. She had the sudden urge to touch them. One thing was certain, she was seeing Sultan in a new light and as a man, thought her man but she was married to someone else but now it didn't matter to her . He was majesctic in this Kurta and jeans. She wondered why she didn't notice how handsome he was.
The small bathroom air was charged with sensual electricty. If you saw, you would say you indeed saw sparks. Madhu's heart started beating faster, she was worried Sultan could hear it. When he lifted her chin with his finger, she didn't object. Her lips parted, her eyes closed as she anticipated the kiss that was coming her way. Sultan studied her for a few seconds, the parted lips, ragged breath and her eyes were closed. He took that as a Yes and bent down and kissed her gently. His hand tangled in her cascading locks and tilted her head as he took the kiss to a deeper level. He put all his love and passion in that one kiss hoping MADHU would get the message, that he wanted her and not just physically.
Her knees buckled from underneath her as the kiss registered. She leaned into him for support and her arms came up around his shoulders and then eventually inter-locked at the back of his neck. She had to stand on her tippy toes, as she knew that he was tall. She had thought the kiss would be harsh but no, he was gentle, sensual and seemed to convey his love to her. She kissed right back, realizing that she had always been bothered by him. He was the only one who had managed to get under her skin.
After what seemed like an eternity, he let go and led her OUT IN THE STUDIO. Handed her a towel and left, he did stop at the door and looked back longingly but he was't going to claim her until she said the three magical words.
MADHU stood with the towel in her hands, with a confused look. She didn't understand what had just transpired between them. But she did love the fact he walked away like a gentleman. With a slight smile she touched her swollen lips as she remembered the kiss and started drying herself.
Pushpa Impossible
