Webyoung
Alexia Anders, Lily Lou Pic(s)
The moon, a lustrous pearl suspended in the velvet expanse, cast its cool, silvered glow through the open window, illuminating the landscape of our intimacy. Its radiance traced the elegant curve of her spine, a pale river flowing over the gentle hills and valleys of her form, catching the subtle sheen of perspiration on her skin. Each pore seemed to drink the celestial light, making her body shimmer like a thing not entirely of this earth, a sculpture breathed to life by the quiet of the hour. The sheets, tangled and warm, were a chaotic map of our recent journey, smelling faintly of salt and sleep and the sweet, musky scent that was ours alone. I watched the pale illumination dance across the rise of her hip, a soft, rounded promontory that my fingers ached to explore again, to feel the warm, living silk beneath my touch. Her breathing was a slow, tidal rhythm, a whisper that filled the silence between us, each exhale a ghost of warmth agat my chest. In this hushed world, every sensation was amplified; the weight of her leg thrown carelessly over mine, the whisper of my own pulse thrumming in my ears, the almost imperceptible shift of the air as she stirred. The darkness beyond the pool of light was not empty, but full of potential, a silent witness to the heat that still lingered in the spaces between our bodies. This was a sanctuary, a secret hour painted in shades of silver and shadow, where touch was the only language and the quiet itself felt like a caress.
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