Golden hour glow and perfect smiles. ✨ Radiating peace & a little bit of magic.

The steam from the bath clung to Her hair, soft curls framing her face as You leaned closer. A slight turn of the head, just enough. A tiny shift in weight as Your hand brushed against the back of that hand, fingers tracing warmth. She didn’t pull away. Not quite. A subtle tilt of the lips – a smile? - at the memory of your scent. That trace of lavender and something else… ours. Shivers traced down Her neck. Perfect."