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❝Pioneering the art of constructing love, my Kanmani.❞
Xavier teased her skin, slowly caressing her cheeks and her lips trembled.
❝You don't dare!❞
And he kissed her.
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When he had compromised his dreams and...
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"Oh, Muruga! I love you, Xavier," she breathed out, kissing him in between every whispered confession. "I love you so much that my heart aches."
Her heart was pounding, thundering like a wild stallion, and yet she didn't want it to stop. She wanted to tear herself open and pour every damn feeling she had for him out. To scream at him how much she loved him, how she loved him more than she loved herself, more than anything.
She felt him tremble, a soft whimper escaping him.
"I've never had such feelings for anyone before, and it just makes me cry with happiness to know that I met you, to realize how long I've waited for this moment." She kissed his forehead. "No one cared for me like you do. I was a fucking ghost until you came into my life, a storm, ripping through my insecurities and holding me close like I was something worth loving. And now... now, I can't even recognize myself anymore."
"Do you know my friends think that I'm a gold-digger, that I can't be in love with this mysterious millionaire? How do I tell them that all your money is nothing to me but a waste?" She kissed his eyes. "I fell for those eyes, Xavier. Those golden, burning orbs, like a painting of passion in Burnt Umber, glowing with fire and longing. They made me understand why I love that color so much. You're the fire that lit it all up."
Her fingers traced his lips, a slow, teasing motion. "And your lips, goddamn," she murmured, pressing her lips against his briefly. "I fell in love with those lips—the ones that kissed me for the first time, the ones that kissed me like they wanted me in ways I never thought possible. Like they knew exactly what they were doing, and I didn't stand a chance."
His eyes widened at her confession. "Was I your—"
She pressed her index finger over his lips, silencing him. "Do you even know how hard it is for me to see you in your cabin each day and not be able to run to kiss you? Because that's all I want to do when I'm not thinking about you. When I'm not thinking about you, I'm just thinking of kissing you." Her fingers wiped his tears as he innocently stared at her face. At that moment, he looked so beautiful that she wanted to hold him forever in her arms, loving him till death parted them.
"Krithika..." He held her closer, breathing faster with each of her kisses, with each admission of love from her.
"I fell in love with the poems you write for me, the ones you speak like they're carved straight into your soul. While I'm sitting here, trying to make sense of all the words, my brain just falls apart, but you—you make it sound so damn effortless."
The tip of her fingers touched his cheeks. "I fell in love with your dimples that show up every damn time you smile at me. They make me lose control, which isn't so strong when it comes to you, you know?"
"I fell in love with the way you make me feel like the center of your universe, doing all those sweet little things—like cooking my favorite meal, singing with me even when you butcher Tamil, dancing like a fool, watching movies with me, even when you're pretending not to be afraid of the creepy parts or trying not to cry at the emotional ones. And especially when you just let me vent, without judgment. Who the hell does that for me? No one, Xavier, no one."
She gave him a peck on his nose. "I fell in love with your passion for science, this supergenius mind of yours, for being a pioneer, the way you believe in yourself, and the way you never give up." She smiled. "Your past is indeed horrible, but you chose to rise above that. You chose to be nothing like those who hurt you, and I can't stop myself from admiring you every second of my life. Not everyone has that strength!"
"You are not just perfect..." She placed her palm on his chest, over his heart. "Do you know that every piece of your broken soul has been sealed to be a masterpiece? That you are not just perfect, but beyond that? You are my Kintsugi, my priceless piece of love that I never knew was possible to attain, and I fucking fell so hard for your heart that I don't know what's real and what's an illusion anymore." She kissed his heart.
"Take me out of this bloody reservation, take me out of my misery, because all I can think about is you, loving you, and nothing else."
She pushed him back onto the bed and straddled him, leaning in to kiss those perfect pink lips, her body trembling with desire.
The world outside was fading away, replaced by the endless galaxies in her eyes, and he couldn't look away. He let go of everything—every restraint, every doubt—and just let her love him like she wanted to.
"My love, Krithika..." he gasped as she undressed him, her fingers undoing his shirt and planting kisses along his torso. "We shouldn't... here... it's too... open..." His body shivered as her nails scraped across his chest, making him ache for her even more.
"Look at me," she commanded, her voice a low growl.
He didn't hesitate. He couldn't.
His breath caught in his throat as he drank in the sight of her. She was sitting on top of him, naked save for the lace of her brassiere that cradled her heavy breasts, her denim-clad legs a sharp contrast to her bare skin, glowing like molten gold in the dying light of the sky. Her beautiful long tresses flew in silky waves with the salty breeze.
She took his hands and placed them firmly on her chest. "Make love to me, Xavier. Show me. Make me feel everything you feel. Show me that you love me just as much as I love you."
"Oh, Krithika!" He groaned, flipping her onto her back, his body a raw, aching need. "I love you, my Kanmani, but... please... here? It's so open..."
Holding his shirt, she wrapped her legs around his waist. "Make me come."
"Fuck!" He groaned and dived down to kiss her.
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A/N
I have been waiting to add "Kaun Tujhe" for so long :')
The day when I started to write this story, I was waiting to document a long confession monologue and dedicate this particular song to Krithika's part. Now, I can sleep happily knowing that I wrote something that I love so much!
Do tell me what you feel about this and the upcoming chapters, always open to positive criticism.
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