Dhai Akshar Prem Ke- update pg 18 - Page 13

Originally posted by: ania_123

hi tiff
that was some episode yaar
u r simply too good a writer 👏
and since the climax of ur episode is absolutey smashing thanksies!
😉 😉
i can't wait for the next update 🤪 🤪 😛
so pleeeaaaasssseeee update soon
will be waiting impatiently for the next epi 😃
-aanchal

Originally posted by: simran20

tiff...its the weakend...no school. pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee post an episode.

ok..here it is!
Thanks you guys for being so patient. LOL

This one is dedicated to Simz di for her sweet, encouraging words and Aanchal, who's excitement to read gets me excited to write! LOL 😳

Chapter 6.

As some sun beams filtered into the room, landing on Saloni's face, she wriggled about, making herself more comfy by throwing her leg over the pillow beside her…which was unusually hard for a pillow, but whatever…then she snuggled the pillow beside her…funny the damn pillow smelt too good…she rubbed her nose on it…wow…wasn't that something new? But she'd find out about that later…what was the detergent or something…she didn't really care, she was still sleepy, and the damn lounge was very comfortable…it didn't feel as cluttered and claustrophobic as it had earlier that night.
After some time, she felt like turning around…but surprisingly she was prevented from doing so. Odd…now she was beginning to wake up. Normally before getting up fully she would twist and turn and stretch, wriggle…do all sort of things until she finally awoke…but today she was trapped…becoming more conscious now…was that something heavy draped over her waist…what the hell?
Opening her eyes wide, she found a peacefully sleeping Nahar beside her, arms draped casually over her waist and her leg resting over his thigh, one palm pressed gently against his stomach and her face still nuzzled into his bare chest. She was outraged, shocked confused and scared at the same time. "How the hell did I get here" she thought to herself, "and why the holey moley am I entwined with him?!"
Gently, she tried retracting her leg from over him, however that just made him shift a little and raise his arm- she got happy for a minute- then he lowered it to the crook of her hip, holding her leg in place- damn!
She could feel her own stomach constrict with the obvious closeness of both their bodies, as well as they weren't in the most friendliest of positions in the most casual of places now were they? Why was her body reacting to his close proximity? "You would react like that, being close to any man Sal!" she reasoned with herself, though she had a nagging feeling that wasn't just all.
She tried pushing him gently to move…but that only turned out dangerous as his hands seemed to be having thoughts of their own…moving all over her side with every movement of his. Exasperated and in desperate need of a cold shower, she had one option left--
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" she screamed in the highest pitch of a voice she could muster, directly into his ear. He shot up, confused and tangling himself in the bed spread, while her eyes opened wide, sparkling with laughter…
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"okay…I can't do that" she stopped day dreaming, (LOL), she couldn't yell in the man's ear…he could get a heart attack!
She didn't know what else to do, and she really needed to get away from this man, her body couldn't take it any longer and she felt guilty to be wrapped up, or trapped as she would like to put it, in bed with the enemy! "Hey Bhaggu! Bachao mujhe, please!"
she pleaded with God.
Seems like the man up there was listening, cause soon after her little prayer, there was a loud knock on the door. She shut her eyes, feigning sleep as she sensed Nahar awakening. She didn't want to have to face him in their awkward position. She felt him stir, then gently moved her leg from atop him, he paused for a minute, she could tell he was staring at her, and then, what he did next, she had to clam down her teeth and squint her eyes tighter to prevent herself from squealing. He had placed a tender kiss on her forehead before crawling off the bed! She wanted to scream, kick him hard in his manhood and march out of the damn room angrily, but she could not even move.
She opened one eyelid to see what was going on, saw Nahar standing in a crack of the door, talking to someone, then accepting a large, bulky looking package. She saw him nod, then turn around and shut the door and proceeded towards the bed, so she shut her eyes even tighter. She could still feel his lips on her forehead, and though one side of her, i.e.- the Saloni dressed as the devil, wanted to take her pitch fork and stab him all over for touching her and bringing her on the bed involuntarily, the other side, i.e.- the one in the white sari and the angel wings, was telling her to give him the benefit of the doubt, and at least he didn't touch her rudely when he had a clear shot at it for the entire night, and it was just a kiss on the forehead, a sweet gesture and nothing more.
While her consciences debated with each other, she felt him move towards the bed, and then felt his large, masculine palms gently shaking her by the shoulder and telling her to get up.
After a bit, she pretended to rub her eyes and wake up, getting up slowly into a cross legged position on the bed.
"Morning" he said in a deep, masculine voice that she was becoming rather aware of.
"Good morning" she replied softly, avoiding his eyes. There was a stiff silence, so she decided to ask the most bugging question on her mind, "Uh, suniye…" she spoke up, though her voice was unusually faint.
"Ji? Kahiye…" he replied, looking up at her. He couldn't help but admire her soft, blemish-free skin and then instantly he remembered the position he woke up, the feel of her against him. Then he also remembered that he had kissed her on her forehead, and he began to blush unconsciously.
"Um…how did I get on the bed?" she asked nervously, her voice breaking his thoughts.
"Oh…uh, this morning had one of those lightening-thunder storms and you got up and screamed and ran into the bed, and I tried calming you down, but as I held your shoulders, you…um…snuggled closer and fell asleep, and I didn't want to wake u again, didn't have the heart too…and I fell asleep myself…I'm sorry if I offended you or violated your privacy or anything Saloni-ji" he said in a soft, caring tone. One she did not expect. Her face burned with embarrassment. She couldn't look him in the eye. He was so caring, concerned about her and all. She was beginning to warm up to him, she could feel it, and it wasn't just because he was still half naked in front of her.
"Oh" was all she could manage. Not waiting for the awkwardness to slide back into place, Nahar told her that a bell boy had come to the room to deliver a package with clothing for them since the floods had not eased up, and their stay would be extended for an unknown period of time.
Saloni's eyes were wide. How long were they gonna have to be stuck in here…together…all alone… WHO knows what could happen?!
"Oh and uh, they could only gather traditional clothing for u…would that be a problem?" Nahar asked, depositing the package on the bed and tipping its contents out. There were two smaller packages inside, one with Saloni written on it and the other with Nahar.
"No, not at all. Um, I'm going to get showered" she said, and then she sprung up from the bed, grabbed her package and disappeared into the bathroom.
While she was gone, Nahar decided to call home and inform them of the situation, but whether it was his fortune or misfortune, the lines were down thanks to the torrential showers of last night. Sighing and moving towards the window to inspect the situation outside, his mind couldn't help but wander back to the kiss he had placed on her forehead, and he knew that he was already more than attracted to her, but couldn't place his finger on the name of that attraction just yet.
About 20 minutes later, Saloni came out, dressed in a simple sari, the choli was a solid navy blue-black, and the drape was a semi see-through. She was still in the process of pinning on the pallu to the choli but was having difficulty in doing so. Getting irritated, she turned to Nahar for help, but saw him gazing at her with x-ray eyes, taking in her every particle without moving a muscle. He was blown away. This would be the first time he was seeing her in a sari, and he had to admit, though the western clothes made her look "hip and happening", traditional wear seemingly highlighted her femininity, accentuating her each and every curve that she possessed and that bit of exposed stomach was causing reaction in him. He wanted to touch, badly. He was not used to paying much attention to women in traditional wear, not believing that they could be ultra sexy and enticing in it, thus he always ran after those wannabes dresses in mini skirts and dresses, but Saloni proved his thoughts wrong, again. He was fida over her at the moment, and had to clench his hands into fists to stop himself from pulling her to him and kissing her face off right there and then.
"Ahem…Uh…Nahar…Nahar" she snapped her slender fingers before his eyes.
"Oh uh…um..yeah?" he stammered, swallowing hard and praying that she didn't get any closer to him.
"Um…can you help me? I- I- I can't pin it myself" she muttered, trying not to look into his eyes. She heard him gulp, make some incoherent noise and then felt his hand on her shoulder. He fixed the pallu and then pinned it neatly onto the choli and then sort of pulled back, trying not to get too close to her.
That was odd, seeing as yesterday all he tried to do was get close. She was confused, but didn't give it much thought. She thanked him for helping, and then realized the pallu was draped a bit stuffily over her, so she pulled it a bit to adjust, making more stomach visible for a fleeting moment. She was still not paying attention to bechara Nahar, who's body was ready to explode watching her.
"Uh…I need- cold shower" Nahar's voice cracked, his throat dry. She lifted an eyebrow at his high pitched voice, a complete 360 from the masculine all male one she knew, but before she could ask if he was alright, he had grabbed his package and dashed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut, the faint sound of water cascading to the floor.
"Ajeeb si aadmi" she mumbled, and got back to fixing her clothes, brushing out her long hair and putting on some matching bangles.
She had enough time to circle the room, stare out the window at the high flood levels below, think about what transpired between her and Nahar that night/morning, call room service and order breakfast for them both and leave the room in search of some entertainment before Nahar came out of the shower.
When he came out of the room, toweling his wet hair and searching for the cotton jersey given to him to wear, he discovered Saloni missing from the room, and debated whether to go in search of her or not. He didn't have to wait long though, she turned up two minutes later as he pulled on his jersey, which ironically had a navy blue Indian print on it, and finished toweling his hair, balancing a tray with 2 cups of tea, followed by a bell boy carrying a larger plate with breakfast.
"Oh uh! I should've knocked" she blushed, realizing her mistake of just barging into the room without checking first.
"It's okay" he replied and indicated for them to come on in. The bell boy placed the tray on the coffee table and said good morning to Nahar and then scuttled out of the room to leave the "couple" as he thought, alone. Their had been a lot of chatter throughout the hotel since the last evening, seeing that two of India's most prominent figures were holed up together in a room, in a hotel, and even though they were supposed to be mortal enemies, they didn't seem to leave each other's side for more than 5 minutes since they got there.
"I got some of everything, didn't know what you really like" she replied, indicating to the tray, laden with everything from buttered toast to scrumptious looking dosas. There was also a tiny little bowl with some kheer in it. His eyes lit up on seeing it.
"Kheer! Is that for me? How did u know?! " he asked excitedly, going over to the coffe table and peering into the tray.
"Oh! Uh…haha, you can have it if you want" she responded, a bit giggly.
"Ooh…it's for you! Ohhh haha, I thought you knew. I mean, not everyone has kheer during breakfast, it's just unethical. So I thought… heh heh…" he laughed.
"It's okay, I can share with you" she said quietly, coming towards the coffee table. They realized that there weren't any chairs, so, without saying a word, they both just automatically fell to the floor, taking some pillows of the bed to prop themselves, and began eating. Unconsciously, Saloni had taken Nahar's plate and began putting some of everything on it, and then did the same for herself. It was only after did she realize what she had just done, and looked down to the floor, while Nahar beamed and dug into his food extra enthusiastically.
It was when they both reached for the kheer did some sparks fly. They were chatting good naturedly when Saloni reached for the kheer spoon, the same time Nahar's landed over hers. Everything got quiet and intense, and all they could do was gaze into each other's eyes…unable to break the sparking attraction coursing through their respective bodies and exploding at their fingertips where they made the only physical contact.
Slowly, still not moving their eyes, Saloni retracted her hand, and Nahar took some out for her, and then for himself. Quietly they focused on their sweet dish, glancing up ever so often to admire the other, finally, the 9^th or 10^th time, catching each other's gaze and snapping their heads back down towards their plates, and blushing hard for getting caught.
So, Saloni had finally given up her charade of disgust, and accepted the fact that she was attracted to him, while Nahar cheered at the obvious fact that she had silently agreed to be friendly and less hostile towards him, and to top it off, they had some unknown length of time left, confined in this room, with loads of time to get to know each other.

Originally posted by: simran20

omg!omg!omg!..first...cho sweet of you to dedicate this episode to me and Anchal...second...this episode was mindblowing, hot, superb, fantastic, wow,kya baat hai, great, sizzling, sexy...i could go on and on. I just can't believe...you r tooo good. This episode will be read at least few times by me...ofcourse till you post the next sizzling one...but no hurry. This will keep me glued. The way you have described...i feel like i am actually watching it on TV. Good Job, Tiff.

Originally posted by: ania_123

tiff u simply are a marvel thank u! LOL😳
thanks for dedicating the epi to me my pleasure
i am sooo honoured 😃 😃 to have such a fabulous piece of writing in my name hahahah fabulous piece for a fabulous person😳
and if my comments really get u up to writing .......... they do! LOL
well then then u r going to have to cope up with lots more 😉 hahahaha😆😉
coming back to the epi
it is simply gorgeous,fabulous,smashing,awsm,thrilling,magnificent,enthralling and romantic.(well i can't think of any more words and now there aren't any more colors left) hahahahahahahaahhaha!!! LOL..i see u too were beign friendly with your dictionary today! LOL
the episode is almost as long as an essay and that really is a good thing considering the long stretch after which we've had an update(u see we all deserved a really nice and juicy episode 😊 😊 😛 ) hahahaha thats why i made it long, to make up for the long wait
now i think i have written far too long a comment(but i couldn't help it😳) ahhaha it's okay, i didnt mind at all!😳
and hoping that u'll update soon(or atleast post a preview 😃 😃 ) when i think of where i'm going next..i'll do a "jhalak" LOL..im gonna start doing jhalaks to sustain u guys during the looonnnnggg waits! ehehhee
love ya tiff (and ur ff ofcourse)❤️ hahaha love u too jaan!*hug*
-aanchal