The tiniest and the cutest
You're looking at someone petite enough to make your hands feel enormous just imagining them spanning that narrow waist.
You notice the way every curve lands in precise, concentrated form — nothing wasted, nothing hidden, everything demanding your full attention. You feel your eyes trace downward slowly, unable to stop.
You already know what it would feel like to lift that small body, to feel the weight of it against you — light but insistent, warm and deliberate. You want to press closer. You want your hands to learn every inch of what this frame is offering you right now.
