There was no one similar in beauty as Rukmiṇī on earth. The son of Vasudeva (Kṛṣṇa) with great splendour, only by hearing about her, desired her.
- Mahabharat.
Rukminishyam 💘
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He smiled into the Kiss Knowing how happy they both were just living in the moment.
Being together right here right now. It was kind of magical kissing in the rain, like in a very cheesy, but beautiful film.
He wrapped his arm around her waist and flipped her over so that he was now hovering over her .
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The rain became even more and soon enough their clothes were drenched which made the kiss even more romantic. By now it was a full make out session and it was hard for them to not lose control.
Slowly he tilted her chin, deepening the kiss, and she felt his hand behind her head, angling it towards him.
She was blinded, oblivious to her surrounding. It was just him and her and all others things became of no matter. Rukmini clutched onto his hair, pulling him more into me, still not breaking the kiss.
Each time his lips closed on hers , there was a rhythm. A slow steady rhythm, and they don't know when, but they began to automatically go with the rhythm. He began angling his chin, deepening the kiss, his arms hugging her close.
And rukmini felt like in heaven, like playing in the rain, It was like having too many pleasant memories come back to her at once, with him beside her.
Time ticked as they continued their kiss, not wanting to break it.
It was obvious they both wanted more, they were all over each other and couldn't get enough. The kiss was hungry and their hands were very curious.
