







POV: A Lazy Morning After the Ball🥰
The curtains are barely open, and fresh air from the balcony fills the room. The faint scent of last night lingers, mixing with the quiet peace of the morning.☁️
You’re lying beside me, your hand resting lazily on the book between us. We’re taking turns reading, though I can’t help but wonder—what book should we escape into this morning?📖
I sit up and slowly slide off my tights, letting them fall to the floor before lying back down, completely bare. I press closer to you, my fingers lightly tracing your skin.✨
“Your turn to read,” I whisper with a smile. “If you can focus.”😏❤️