Skinny Russian Has Fun with the French Colossus

Lovenia looked up as CEL approached, her tall figure towering over her slim figure. She smiles first, amused by the contrast between them. “You came all this way just to look at me?” she joked softly. CEL took a step further, his presence calm but impossible to ignore. “I have come to meet you,” he replied with quiet assurance. Their hands brushed against each other for a moment, without anyone withdrawing. Lovenia tilted her head slightly, watching him with playful curiosity. He gently placed a hand at her waist, bringing it a little closer to him. She laughed softly, resting her fingers against her chest. For a moment, they just stood there, smiling, enjoying the warmth between them.