Gio Permalucci stands shirtless in front of a mirror, his dark hair framing a muscular torso covered in tattoos, tracing his own reflection with rough fingers as he leans in to lick his image. The angles shift, his chest flexing, his mouth pressing against the glass, each movement a deliberate study of his own shadowed form. His clean-shaven jaw tightens as he presses closer, fingers brushing his ribs before his lips meet the glass again.
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