The bearded man with a thick neck and inked forearms grips the edge of the bed, his dark hair damp from sweat as he leans forward, the gray tank top clinging to his shoulders. Behind him, the blond in a white T-shirt with bold text pulls the fabric taut, his muscles flexing as he bends to show off the defined ridges of his back. The shift from shirted to bare, just their bodies, nothing else, happens fast, the air thick with the weight of what comes next.
