The sea breeze blew gently, bringing with it the scent of salt and the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shore. The sun spread generously across the sky, with no clouds to mitigate the heat, and its golden glow reflected on the skin of the two women sitting by the sea.
Scarlet stretched her legs out on the fine sand, leaning back on her elbows. Her red hair, loose and unruly, shone in the sunlight, its strands dancing gently in the wind. The bikini Scathach had forced on her already showed the first tan lines, highlighting her fair skin with a provocative contrast.
Scathach, lying beside her, looked absurdly comfortable. A lazy smile played on her lips and she wore the sunglasses she had stolen from who knows where. Her tanned skin glowed like sunburnt gold, her body sculpted with perfect, defined curves. She looked like a goddess who had descended to the human world just to play with it.
