In case of stress use it
Your hands find her hips before your eyes finish taking inventory — the curve demanding attention the way a pulled fire alarm does, urgent and impossible to ignore.
She's positioned herself like a solution to a problem you didn't know you had, that particular arch presenting itself as both question and answer, stress dissolving the moment your palms make contact with warm skin.
Whatever tightened in your chest today — the deadlines, the noise, the grinding friction of existing — loosens here, replaced by something slower and more deliberate, your thumbs pressing small circles into flesh that gives perfectly.




