AnastasiaKovak

I am 22 years old, I measure 155 cm and weight 45 kg. My favorite color is blue, and one of my greatest passions is the art of disguising myself.. For me, every suit is a door to another world, a way to explore different versions of myself.. From princesses and warriors to dark and mysterious characters, I love to build each outfit with detail: makeup, accessories and a unique touch that speaks who I am. My friends say they never know what character I will appear, and that fun as much as they. In addition to cosplay, I have a deep love for movement and body. I am Bellydance's professional dancer, sauce, flamenco and sexystyle in high heels, my favorite style. Dance allows me to express myself with freedom, strength and sensuality, and it is an essential part of my artistic identity.. I also practice sport and train every day, because I am passionate about feeling strong, healthy and connected to my body. Fitness is part of my daily routine and a tool to become the best version of myself. In social networks I share my creations and connect with people around the world who share these same passions. I love to show the process behind each costume or choreography, exchange advice and create community. Live many lives in one, surprise, inspire and continue growing: that is what I love most than I do.

Finally, we fell on the couch, laughing and kissing. I felt our souls intertwine in an act of vulnerability. The intimacy was overwhelming. We give ourselves to each other, exploring every corner of our being, as if we wanted to stay trapped in that moment forever.. However, like all good things, our story was not without complications.. As the relationship intensified, so did our insecurities.. The fear of losing him and the pressure of expectations began to create a space between us.. But in every disagreement, in every tear, there was a thread of love that united us. Today, as I reflect on those days, I understand that every kiss, every look, and every argument shaped us in ways we never imagined.. That story of lovers was a journey full of passion, but also growth. And although I don't know what the future holds, I will always remember those moments as a crucial chapter in my life, where love and desire intertwined in a beautiful dance of youth..

One afternoon, while exploring an old museum, we found ourselves in an empty room.. The tension between us was palpable. Without thinking, I gently pushed him towards the wall and kissed him. It was a kiss full of desire, a mixture of tenderness and urgency.. My hands tangled in his hair as he held me tightly, as if afraid I would escape. The days passed and our attraction became more and more evident. There were nights when we stayed up late, talking about our fantasies, our hopes, and what we wanted to be.. The passion was overflowing; Each caress was a fire that burned between us. One night, we decided to spend it at his apartment. The room was illuminated by the dim light of candles, and the air was filled with a light scent of vanilla.. We let ourselves be carried away by the soft music that played in the background. As we danced, I realized that each movement felt like a dialogue between our bodies, a dance in which we both knew what we wanted..