Paulo Mickey leans against the edge of a chair, his muscular arms flexed as he adjusts his grip on himself, tattoos snaking up his back and down his arms. The light catches the sharp lines of his clean-shaven jaw as he shifts his weight, fingers working over his own body with deliberate precision. His dark hair falls forward just enough to obscure his face, leaving only the taut muscles and the steady rhythm of his touch visible.
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