Logan Vaughn’s thick arms flex against the red lockers while Zeb Atlas adjusts his grip, fingers tracing the inked ridges of his back. The smaller-framed man leans into the pose, his dark hair falling over his shoulders as Logan guides his hands into place. Both stand shoulder-to-shoulder, muscles taut, the locker room the only witness to their deliberate, unhurried display.
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