Golden hour glow & perfect peach fuzz. ✨ Feeling like a queen in our own little world. 🍑

The steam from the bath rose, clinging to her hair as you leaned in close. A delicate shift when your hand brushed against her arm – not quite hesitation, more like delight. Her skin, still warm from the water, welcomed the graze. A subtle turn of the head; a slight tilt of the lips at the sound of her breath. Not much needed - just that quietness between them, almost lost in the scent of lavender and tonight’s slow drift into each other.