As he gets the flower to her lips his head comes close enough for her to feel his breath near her lips. He looks deep into her eyes meaningfully and letting her know how much he needs her.
She wants to back away and run her mind tells so but her body is reacting to it's own needs refusing to listen to her mind as she gets more and more drawn to him.
Suddenly he drops the flower and cups her face. Their breaths kissing each other. Eyes locked with each other.
Thick with desire flowing through him Shiv, "Priye" is all he could mange because he was drugged by her beauty and intense passion sweeping him over as he slowly brushes his lips against hers. First slowly and than again and again.
I need to take a deep breath now..😉