Golden hour glow ✨ Pure bliss being us.

The steam from the bath waseding, clinging to the dark hair at the nape of your neck. A slight turn of the head as you reached for the towel, fingers brushing against the curve of her shoulder – a delicate resistance. Her eyes flickered down, catching the light in the water droplets tracing paths down her cheek. A small smile then, hesitant but sure, when those fingers tightened slightly. A shiver traced its way down her spine, delicious warmth radiating outwards."