Golden light on hair ✨ Feels good to be here. 🥰

The steam from the bath rose slowly, clinging to the dark hair at the back of your hand. A slight shift as you brushed it – a tiny turn of the shoulders, just so. A subtle tightening in the strap of the nightgown when you tilted your head, watching. Her breath hitched—a small sound, easily missed if you weren’t paying attention to the way the colour returned to her cheeks after that. Now, the warmth of her skin against yours."