Krishnapriya Devashree

87. Eclipsed Hearts

Rewinding a bit....through Krishna's eyes)

Krishna held Devashree's delicate necklace in his hands and smiled gently as she turned her back to him, lifting her hair so he could fasten it around her neck. 

Once the clasp was secure, she looked up at him in the mirror and he couldn't resist leaning down to place a soft kiss at the nape of her neck. He felt a shiver run through her.

"How does it look?" she asked. Her gaze slid downwards to the floor in shyness, and he marveled at the color that adorned her cheeks even after so many years of their marriage.

It was a sight that never ceased to enchant him. 

Technically, it was just one lifetime in this incarnation, but only they knew the truth. And yet, she still blushed like a newly wedded bride before him.

 The years and the many lifetimes had done nothing to diminish the purity of her love for him, and he found himself endlessly enchanted by this enduring bond. Each moment with her felt as fresh and vibrant as their first. An eternal dance of love that never grew old.

He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Beautiful, just like you."

Devashree's blush deepened further, and she bit her lip, still unable to meet his gaze. 

The sight of her shy smile, it was so genuine and unguarded that it sent a fresh wave of desire surging through him. His hands began to move slowly, tracing gentle patterns up and down her arms, savoring the warmth of her skin beneath his touch.

"Is my tigress blushing?" he teased.

Devashree's eyes fluttered shut for a moment, her lips curving into a shy smile as she leaned into his touch. He looked in amusement. Despite her fierce spirit and the strength she had shown throughout their countless lifetimes together, she still had this tender, vulnerable side that she reserved only for him.

"Where is that fierce and bold tigress who's always ready to claw my eyes out?" Krishna teased.

Her smile widened slightly, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. She opened her eyes slowly, meeting his gaze in the mirror. "Oh, she's still here," she replied softly. "But sometimes, she likes to take a break and let someone else take the lead."

Krishna chuckled. He leaned in, brushing his lips against her cheek. "Well, I must say, I quite enjoy seeing this side of you."

"That is reserved only for you, Swami...only you." she whispered, her voice hushed but laden with intent.

Before he could respond, Devashree closed the distance between them, her lips capturing his in a kiss that was both sudden and intense.

His eyes widened momentarily in surprise, but he quickly responded, his arms encircling her waist and pulling her closer. 

He could feel her responding, her hands coming up to cradle his face, pulling him closer. The world outside could wait; in that moment, nothing else mattered but the connection between them.

"That's my tigress right there." Krishna murmured in between kisses.

Devashree responded as she poured all her unspoken feelings into the kiss, savoring the taste of Krishna's lips and the warmth of his touch. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him even closer, as if trying to fuse their very beings together.

Krishna's hands roamed over her back, his touch both gentle and possessive. His lips parted slightly, allowing their kiss to deepen further, and he responded with a fervent urgency that matched her own. The world outside seemed to vanish, leaving only the two of them lost in the sensation of their shared passion.