Hand on ass, someone’s getting touched from behind

You’re looking at the back of someone’s bare butt, skin smooth and warm under the light. A hand is on it — fingers spread, pressing into the flesh, maybe massaging or just holding. The person’s wearing loose, dark shorts that ride up a little, showing the curve of the hips. They’re sitting or kneeling, maybe on a couch or bed, not sure. The room’s lit by daylight, maybe from a window, casting soft shadows. No faces, no action beyond the touch — just the hand and the butt, close and real. It’s not staged, not dramatic — just someone being touched from behind, maybe in a quiet moment at home. The vibe is relaxed, intimate, no rush. You can feel the heat of the skin, the weight of the hand. No music, no noise — just the stillness of the moment and the touch.