Sunlight on skin, camera rollin'. Pure bliss ✨

The steam from the bath rose slowly, clinging to the dark hair at the nape of Her neck. A hesitant hand reached out, fingers brushing against the curve of Her lower lip as she tilted her head back. A small smile touched those lips – not quite a surrender, but close. Your eyebrow arched slightly as She shifted closer, warmth radiating outwards when that fingertip lingered for just a beat longer than expected. That faint scent of lavender, always so intoxicating… Now, let the quiet pleasure begin.