NEW FF: SaAlekh 'Painting'/'Waist touching scene'

Fan Fic- Salekh:Scene- Bidaai April 13, 2010. Alekh touches Sadhna's waist.

Disclaimer- Once again, I do not own Bidaai or any of its amazing characters. I don't own Salekh and I certainly DO NOT own their chemistry. THEY OWN ME, trust me.

Guys just like before- there are some alterations to the scene, but the ultimate moment will be the same, and in Sadhna's POV. I realize it's very sensual but what is a girl to do? These two have held back long enough! There are a few things here and there which weren't in this scene originally, but I had to add a little spice for my lovely Salekians! Anyway please review! Love you guys as much as Alekh ji loves his Sadhna's waist!

PART 1-

Did he see in me exactly what he wanted? Could I satisfy him? He always looked at me like a blind man seeing light for the first time. I guess that meant he found me beautiful.

I sighed. Sadhna you're hopeless. Be grateful. I had to be honest to myself. If any other woman's husband looked at her the way my Alekhji looks at me, she would be in heaven. I had to stop these games. If the opportunity presented itself, and Alekh ji showed me he was ready, I would give in. Don't be nervous Sadhna, it's going to be beautiful. You love each other so much. You know you want him, practically need him, and must have him. So please, calm down. You have waited two years for moments like this. Don't you remember the days you used to wonder that when Alekh ji would get better, would he want you in this way? Don't you remember the separation and the distance? It's time to close those distances and become one.

Just then, my Alekh ji and Ranvir Ji came in. Alekh ji walked in with some paint buckets in his arms, and Ranvir Ji had some supplies too. We arranged the room and soon adjusted ourselves. Jiji and Ranvir Ji continued their playful bickering and began painting one wall, though Jiji told Ranvir Ji she didn't need his help, and Alekh ji and I were focusing on one wall.

"Sadhna, I'll do the painting. You just stand by me and hold the bucket up. I don't want you to get paint all over you". At that last part of his statement, he gave me a lop-sided grin which had a hint of naughtiness to it. I felt that familiar feeling build in the pit of my stomach again. For a few minutes he painted with full concentration, and I took the sight of him in, also with full concentration. I looked at the side of his face. I attempted to count his eyelashes. I looked at the curve of his cheek. I even counted his breaths. I was pathetic. I even found it beautiful the way he blinked. I looked at his broad shoulders and strong hands. I was falling fast. If he desired me, I more than desired him. I needed him.

A minute later, as if he'd heard my thoughts, Alekh ji turned around and locked his eyes on mine. He looked at me with so much love that I felt like my heart would burst. He looked into my eyes, as if he was looking at the most beautiful thing in the world. He painted with one hand, but continued looking at me. My husband could multi task.I couldn't take my eyes off him either.

Ranvir ji's stumbling over a bucket of water interrupted us for a minute. Jiji scolded him playfully and I saw Alekh ji smiling at their playful bantering. But a second later, his eyes were back on my face. He went back to his "blind man seeing light" mode again and I realized he was stroking the wall with a dry brush. I lifted the paint bucket up, right under my chin.This broke his gaze and I couldn't help it but smile at him. Something kept interrupting him. He smiled back at me in the sweetest way, as if he was a bit embarrassed. I looked down and all I could think was how much I loved him.

Jiji and Ranvir ji were still arguing over who does what, and suddenly Ranvir Ji grabbed my Jiji by the arm, complaining of some kind of "saazish", and took her out the room. I was now cleaning the floor trying to make sure the paint wouldn't stain it. There was an empty bucket lying around so I picked it up to put it on the table.

I forgot the paint bucket was wet, and that I was wearing a pretty nice sari. Both my hands were painted white. I tried to take a corner of my sari and adjust it to keep it in place. But I kept fiddling with it because I was afraid the paint would stain it. I kept on for a few seconds to no avail. I felt someone's eyes on me. I turned around and Alekh ji was looking at me.This time his eyes were on my body, not my face.

Oh no. I was alone in the room! It was just me and Alekh ji and the look on his face told me that it would be best if I got away fast. I turned and started my backwards walk out the room. Alekh ji followed my every step with his step. His were eyes fixed on my face, filled with desire and lust. My heart began beating fast. I got weak in the knees. That familiar feeling of nervousness and desire crept back into the pit of my stomach. I was sweating too.

And my plan was flawed .The staircase was right behind me. I wouldn't get very far before my Alekh ji caught up with me. I was right. He caught up with me. He moved in close to me. He was just inches away now. His eyes were blanketed by an intensity and fire unlike what I could ever imagine. I knew what was on his mind. My body began to rejoice and my heart told me that I couldn't hold back any longer, I would have to give in. I wanted him so much.

He crept closer and closer. He let out a breath and it landed on my face and tickled my senses. He had a slight smile on his face. He looked completely lost in the moment. He moved forward and placed one hand on my waist, slowly sliding it from my left side, towards my back. Then he put his other hand on my right side, and slid it up my back. Once both hands had found the place they were looking for, he pulled me towards him.

It was absolutely the most amazing feeling ever. Nothing compared to this. My heart was beating to its own drum now. It was in close proximity to the object of its love and desire and it didn't care about the effect such behavior would have on me. His hands were warm and firm on my body. This is what I dreamed about. This is what I needed. His skin against mine was so amazing. My breathing became fast. I closed my eyes as he pulled me closer to him. He leaned his head down and our noses almost touched. Then he grabbed my sari's pallu and took one corner, and slowly slipped it into the part tied to my waist. He did it so slowly, that I felt his fingers slide under my sari, lower down my waist. I almost gasped. I wasn't used to these feelings. How could he make me feel on top of the world just by putting his hands on my waist? What would I do once we got closer?

I wanted this. I wanted to get even closer. My body screamed "don't stop" at him, silently. I continued breathing hard, and he began to stroke my waist with his thumb. As he did this, he himself let out a long breath. It sounded like his breathing was unstable too. Well, at least I wasn't the only one having trouble breathing. He then bent his head sideways and whispered "Sadhna" in the most seductive and sensual tone I'd ever heard. I almost let out a loud sigh. He smiled; he knew I wouldn't be able to stand it.

Please Sadhna, don't make a sound. That would be so embarrassing. He's already cornered you. My Alekh ji knew the effect he had on me. He took joy in it. He had a smile on his face which indicated that he was very happy with my reaction. He'd slipped his fingers slowly under neath the fabric of my sari on purpose. He'd slid his hands from my waist to my back on purpose. I must be so transparent. He saw that I was completely helpless at his touch. I was at his mercy now.

I didn't want it to stop. I kept my eyes closed and the electricity around us grew stronger. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel him coming closer to me. His hands were still on my waist. He slowly moved one hand from my back, towards the front of my stomach. I took the feeling in and absorbed it. It was magical. It was beautiful. I could only imagine what would happen when we would become one. I opened my eyes for a few seconds and looked at him. His lips were dangerously close to mine. I wanted to feel them. Our first kiss, I wanted it right now. I wanted to feel his arms around me. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair. Right now my love and desire for him were dancing with one another in perfect sync.

With his eyes on my lips, whilst totally intoxicated by his presence,I was ready for whatever he wanted to give me. I saw it in his face, he was ready.

But it wasn't meant to be yet. Ranvir Ji and Jiji noisily walked back in the room. Alekh ji was startled and so was I. I guess we'd both forgotten that we didn't exactly have privacy just yet. I moved back from Alekhji and looked down in embarrassment, and Alekh ji looked down, sideways, and looked embarrassed even though no one had seen us yet. I smiled internally at him. He looked so cute when he was all uncomfortable like that.

For now, I'd have to make do with the sensations I'd experienced. Alekh ji gave me a slight smile with a twinkle in his eye which clearly said, "You're not off the hook just yet".

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Originally posted by: ritukaprithvi

yanks28
Let me start with saying that most of us Bidaaians do not see Our Sadhana capable of such " desires " for her better half. She comes out very Prim and Proper. Sensual Sadhana as you have potrayed her here is definitely beautiful and women are capable of such feelings too in their innermost thoughts. Sadhana's POV is a great idea to decode. Alekh and Sadhana's passion match each other hence the fire in their union. Wish CT's show Sadhana seducing Alekh too ( a different side of Sadhana ). Ritu.

👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏 After reading ur ff I went to watch this scene again and had a completely different feeling watching it. I could so feel sadhna going through all this emotions, nervousness and desire, all thanks to your deep analysis. Its amazing how you've described this small but beautiful salekh scene with so much sensuality.

Originally posted by: sandy92

👏 After reading ur ff I went to watch this scene again and had a completely different feeling watching it. I could so feel sadhna going through all this emotions, nervousness and desire, all thanks to your deep analysis. Its amazing how you've described this small but beautiful salekh scene with so much sensuality.

I hope you write more in Sadi's POV.😳