Soft light, perfect angle, a little bit of sparkle ✨️

The steam from the bath wased off your shoulder, nowt but a dampness against skin that felt like silk. A hesitant hand brushed the back of hers, fingers tracing the curve of a slightly raised eyebrow – a slight turn of the lip, then another. She tilted headward, just so, letting the warmth pool between you both. A subtle shift in weight as yours settled onto her hip. A contented sigh, almost lost amongst the water’s gentle hiss. Perfect.