Elite: Skyla – Edging Towards Ecstasy (341 photos) (Patreon)

The gym closed at six. She didn’t.

Skyla took the long way home — straight up the cliff trail above Mistralton, the one she used when she wanted the sky to herself. Official uniform stayed in the locker. What she wore instead was the unofficial version: that tight light-blue crop, the navy straps crossing her midriff, shorts so short they might as well have been painted on, and the gloves she never took off.

Sunset hit the canyon like it was doing it on purpose.

She stood on the edge first. Hands on her hips. Then one hand on her ass, looking back over her shoulder like she was checking the wind… and also checking if you were still looking. The shorts rode up. She didn’t fix them.

She knelt on the rock after that. Barefoot. Knees apart. That same little smile she used in the gym when someone thought they had her figured out. She covered her mouth with a gloved hand like she was shy, but the rest of her wasn’t. Back arched. Shorts doing all the talking.

Then she bent over the ledge.

Hands on her knees, then on the stone, ass up, hair falling, that look from between her legs like the drop didn’t scare her at all. Heights never did. Being watched from behind didn’t either.

She sat on the wall with one knee up. She stretched with both arms over her head. She walked the ridge in those tiny shorts and made the whole Unova skyline feel like it was there for her.

Skyla used to say flying was the only thing that made her heart race.

Tonight she found something else.

The cliff. The sunset. The shorts that kept riding up every time she moved.

She wasn’t done yet.

She was just edging.

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