Moments of Radiance
Richmond and Anne found solace in the quietude of their shared space.
As they nestled on the couch, the glow from the television cast a gentle illumination upon their intertwined forms. Richmond's arms formed a protective cocoon around Anne, finding comfort in her soft form.
While the television played in the background, it was Anne who was captivated by its flickering images.
Richmond, however, found his gaze fixed upon the radiant joy emanating from Anne's countenance. He marveled at the simple pleasure of making the woman he loved so profoundly happy.
In the dimly lit room, the light and shadow highlighted Anne's features. She was fucking beautiful and he couldn't get enough of her.
Anne, sensing Richmond's admiration, playfully chided him, "There is a TV over there, watch it!"
