Eli Sky solo

Eli Sky leans against the bed, tattoos tracing his lean torso as he grips the water bottle between his fingers, the cool plastic contrasting with his smooth skin. He strips off his clothes, the bottle never leaving his hand, and squats on the bed, cross-legged, then upright, before finally dropping it to reveal his body fully. The bottle’s presence lingers, a constant detail in every pose, as he shifts from seated to leaning, always close to the water, always in motion.