Bliss ✨

The bubbleskinked delight on her lips lingers as you shift closer. A subtle turn of the head, a hint of rose in the pink that catches your gaze. Not quite a smile, just the faintest curve to the corner of her mouth when your hand brushes against her arm, sending a shiver down your spine. The city noise fades – only the gentle warmth of her skin and the feeling of being utterly, deliciously close remains. A perfect breath, then another.