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Parvati seemed to be not listening to Ishan, immersed in her book. "Parvati?" Ishan said, noticing her distraction.
Parvati finally looked up from her book, "What?"
"You weren't listening to what I said, weren't you?" Ishan asked, softly brushing Parvati's strand of hair beside her ear. He leaned in closer to her, as he whispered- "What are we reading?"
Parvati raised her eyebrows, a smirk playing in her lips. "A book, obviously. It's about how the two main characters fell in love amidst being in the other side of the war,"
"Go on," Ishan told, inches away from Parvati's neck.
Paravti gulped - "Maria, the female character is on the bad side but - she is stubborn about sticking with the villain."
Ishan chuckled softly, sending vibrations to all over Parvati's body. "And, what about the male lead?"
"Well- he," Parvati sighed, as Ishan's lips brushed her neck. Ishan's lips continued to brush against Parvati's neck, enjoying the effect he was having on her. He could feel her breath quicken, and he took pleasure in knowing he was the cause. He gently placed a kiss on the sensitive skin just below her earlobe before pulling back.
"Come on, love. Tell me about the male lead. I'm getting curious." Parvati's breath hitched as Ishan's lips caressed her neck, their presence sending shivers down her spine. She closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the feeling before answering his question with a low, barely audible whisper.
"The male lead," she began, her voice slightly trembled. "He's the opposite of her. A hero in the war, bound by duty and honor."
Ishan chuckled against her skin, his lips now on her collarbone. "Ah, the classic contrast between the villain and the hero," he murmured, enjoying the way she reacted to his touch. "Sounds like a fiery pairing, no?"
Parvati nodded silently, her breath catching as Ishan's lips traveled along her collarbone, sending waves of heat through her body. With each touch of his lips, she found herself becoming more and more affected, struggling to concentrate on their conversation.
"Yeah," she managed to utter, her voice strained. "A very... intense pairing..."
Ishan couldn't resist any longer. His lips trailed up from Parvathi's collarbone to her jawline, then finally finding the sweet haven of her lips. The kiss was deep and filled with desire.
He pulled her close, their bodies pressed against each other, as he lost himself in the passionate embrace.
Parvati responded eagerly to Ishan's kiss, her own lips meeting his with equal fervor. She melted into his arms, the heat and passion between them escalating with each moment.
