The blond leans back against the white sheet, his smooth, lean body stretched out as he runs a hand over his face, then drops it behind his head, each pose deliberate, the dark hair framing a relaxed, unhurried confidence. He starts fully dressed, then strips away until nothing remains but the taut lines of his skin, arms raised wide or curled into the sheets, his movements slow and deliberate. The angles shift, the light catches his form from every side, but the focus stays on the way he holds himself, always just on the edge of surrender.
