Cody Cummings flexes his arms against the wall, his dark hair slick with water as he grips the green sponge, scrubbing his muscled torso with deliberate precision. The towel hangs loose beside him, unused, while his smooth skin glistens under the light as he shifts his weight, the chair nearby waiting for him to sit. Every flex reveals the definition of his arms, each stroke of the sponge a slow, deliberate motion over his chest and shoulders.
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