The Glow Between Us
Fog of warmth stayed on them when they entered Leon's room again, sunlight creeping through high panes, painting liquid light over smooth stone floors and a bed heavy with fabric. The air held breath from before, slow and close.
That slow walk of hers wasn't careless - it carried weight, like coming home after years away. Her pace stayed unhurried, each footfall placed without effort, yet full of purpose. Belonging showed in how she held herself, not as a claim but as something given long ago. Silence wrapped around her steps, speaking louder than any announcement ever could.
Water traced paths down her back where dark hair clung in thick waves. Loose threads of it twisted near her shoulder, clinging close. Drops rolled without hurry across bare skin, pausing just past the bend of an arm before falling with quiet taps below. Coolness floated through the space, meeting heat still held in her body, pulling out a soft exhale she did not try to hide.
