Tight squeeze

You're looking at something petite and devastating — a body that takes up so little space and yet demands every bit of your attention.

You notice the way the fabric pulls taut across narrow hips, leaving almost nothing to interpret, only confirm. You feel your eyes slow down as they move, reluctant to rush past any detail.

You already know what your hands would want. You can feel the pull of it — that specific hunger for something compact and warm and entirely within reach, pressed close with nowhere left to go.