[shailu4ever]

And when her body gave just the smallest shift backward

Pressing more fully into his lap

His hands steadied her at the waist.

Like he was grounding her in place

Anchoring her to a moment that was starting to dissolve boundaries.

Minutes passed like that.

In sensation.

When she finally stirred, it was deliberate.

Slow.

She lifted her torso

Giving him room to breathe again.

And he did

But only after sliding his hands gently, reverently down her sides.

His fingers brushed over the skin between bra and shorts

Like sealing in the memory of this pose.

Her naked skin... soft... warm... feels softer than silk...


She moved forward.

Her muscles stretching.

The tiny shorts rode up just a touch more.

He let his gaze linger

Because there was no hiding now.

Not after what they’d just shared.

He felt her everywhere.


She had come to the mat ready.


And now, he wasn’t just remembering her body.

He was rediscovering it.





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