☕️❄️ Just imagine... You wake up with the smell of fresh coffee in the air, the silence of the morning still hovering over the room... and there I am, waiting for you. In a fluffy robe, warm skin and eyes that say more than words can. The red cup warms my hands — and also hides a secret. A detail of my body that only those who deserve it discover. As my lips touch the coffee, you imagine what it would be like to feel that same warmth... on your skin. On yours. The cold outside contrasts with the temperature inside. My smell, my skin, the touch of the soft fabric... Can you feel it? Because if you close your eyes now, you will see me. You will hear me say softly: "Come warm up with me..."