Bruised, but still moving

She’s soft, but don’t mistake that for tame.Wrapped in velvet, grounded in fire—I’m in my element here.Want more from this set? You know where to find me. 💌 

Started soft. Got very sensual.Just me, a yoga mat, a tight little top that barely stayed up, 

and a bolster that knew exactly how to behave. 

There’s a kind of magic that happenswhen you stop trying to move perfectlyand just let yourself be moved.

Soft light, soft touch. The ache of anticipation. 

I was waiting for you to join me right here… soft blanket, slow tease, and this smile that says I know exactly what you’re craving.