ginger and pale

You can't stop staring at the redhead in the frame, that copper hair catching light like something combustible.

You notice the pale skin next — almost translucent at the shoulders, faint blue veins tracing paths you want to follow with your mouth. You feel the contrast pulling at something primal, the softness of that ivory complexion against the vivid heat of the hair above it.

You want to press your lips to the hollow of the throat, to feel the warmth underneath all that cool marble skin. You already know this image is going to stay with you.