Mine

"Now that we've clarified a few things, let's head to the place with the best view," Anastasia said, turning her back and starting to walk with steady and calculated steps. With every step she took, her hips swayed naturally, resulting in a sinuous and captivating movement of her rear. It was a clear and irresistible sight, her behind standing out beneath the fabric, an undeniable temptation that held Mikahil's gaze, unable to resist the obvious and undeniable attraction before him.

'Hmmm... a priestess, huh? That little smile from earlier doesn't seem to fit,' Mikahil gave a smile, his hand on his chin as he continued, 'This sight has given me many ideas.'

"Ahem," Praia cleared her throat with a touch of impatience, giving Mikahil a firm elbow jab and letting out a sigh of discontent.

"Don't stare so much, or they'll fall," Praia said, grabbing Mikahil's shirt tightly.