Feeling like a perfect little bunny! 🐇🎀

The tips of your fingers trace the curve of her ankle—a slow dance against skin warm from the sun, soft as velvet. A delicate tremor in her leg answers with a subtle shift in posture, hips tilting just so. You lower your gaze for an instant to the way her pink nail polish catches the light before returning to the question in her eyes.

A blush rises on her cheekbone as if heat alone is enough to make it bloom. She’s smiling now, small and secret, a silent invitation lingering in that perfect upturn of the lip.