Vin Marco flexes his bald, inked arms in every angle, muscles rippling as he stretches them behind his head, bends them at impossible angles, and presses one hand to his hip while the other lifts toward the sky. His tattoos crawl up his shoulders and forearms, sharp lines tracing the sweat glistening on his skin as he poses with deliberate, controlled power. The way he holds each stance, hands gripping, chest thrust forward, shows a body built for display, every movement a slow, deliberate flex.
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