The bearded man with dark hair grips the blond’s waist as he leans in, his knuckles pressing into smooth muscle while CJ’s lips part, then the blond’s shirt flies off, revealing a slim, flexing torso. They collapse onto the couch, arms wrapped tight, the dark-haired one’s beard brushing CJ’s chest as his fingers dig into the blond’s hips, pulling him closer for a rough, open-mouthed kiss. Every pose is deliberate, every flex a promise, and by the end, only skin remains.
