Sauna

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The heat wrapped around me like a velvet cloak, thick and heavy, each breath soaked with steam and the sharp scent of pine. Sweat slid down my skin in tiny rivulets, and I stretched my legs along the smooth wooden bench. My feet glistened, and I caught her eyes flicker toward them for a moment before darting back.

She shifted, the wood creaking softly beneath her, and I couldn’t help but notice the slow way her toes flexed against the bench. It felt like a secret language, spoken without a sound.

I leaned a little closer, our knees nearly brushing. The warmth of her body mixed with the thick air, and suddenly the sauna felt smaller, more intimate. She didn’t move away. Instead, she angled herself just slightly toward me, as though the heat between us wasn’t only coming from the steam.

I let my gaze linger, watching droplets trace down her legs, catching at her ankle before sliding to the floor. She noticed. She must have noticed but she didn’t stop me.

The silence was alive, humming with something unspoken. The sauna was meant to cleanse, yet with her so close, it had become something else entirely: a place where restraint blurred, where the heavy air pressed me into every awareness of her, of us, of what might happen if neither of us looked away.

[Kn****]

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