Elite: Anna — Golden Hour (438 photos) (Patreon)

She never used to notice the way her clothes clung after a run.

Now she can’t stop noticing.

The sun is low, turning everything gold, and Anna is still breathing hard as she walks the path through the park. Her leggings are damp with sweat, stretched tight across her hips and thighs, the fabric shiny where it clings to every curve. The crop top has ridden up just enough to show the soft plane of her stomach, and the sports bra underneath does almost nothing to hide the way her chest rises with each breath.

She pauses, hands on her hips, and looks back over her shoulder like she can feel someone watching. A small, knowing smile pulls at her mouth. The braid in her hair is coming loose. A bead of sweat slides down the side of her neck and disappears into the collar of her top.

Anna used to run because she needed to move, because the palace felt too small, because standing still made her restless. Now she runs for a different reason. She runs for the way her body feels when she’s done — warm, loose, alive. For the way the tight fabric hugs her ass when she bends to stretch. For the quiet, private thrill of knowing she looks good and not caring who sees it.

She leans forward against the back of a bench, arching her back just a little, feeling the leggings pull tighter. The sunset catches the sheen of sweat on her skin. She closes her eyes for a second and lets the heat settle into her muscles.

Elsa can keep her ice and her perfect control.

Anna likes the heat. She likes the stretch. She likes the way her body feels when it’s been used hard and still wants more.

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