The question hangs in the air like a dare, and your eyes trace every answer written across those curves — the soft weight of hips that demand a decision, skin that makes caution feel almost criminal.

She already knows what you're thinking. The way she positions herself leaves nothing hypothetical — this is a body that negotiates on its own terms, asking you to choose between instinct and intention.

Raw means feeling everything: warmth, friction, the unbearable closeness of it. A condom means you're already planning a second time. Either way, you're not walking away from those curves without an answer.