Anton Buttone stretches across the bed, his dark hair framing a broad, sun-kissed chest as he shifts from a deep squat to a slow lean on his elbows, muscles rippling under light skin. The sheets catch the curve of his back when he rolls onto his stomach, then part as he sits upright, legs spread wide to display the tightness of his thighs. Every pose, leaning against the couch, sprawled on his side, shows the way his body moves, deliberate and controlled, the kind of strength that doesn’t just fill the frame but demands it.
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