Markus stands shirtless against the countertop, adjusting his underwear with a slow, deliberate hand before letting it drop to the floor. His dark hair falls forward as he leans in, fingers tracing the curve of his shoulder before turning to show his chest, hair rough, muscles taut. The kitchen behind him hums with appliances, but his focus stays on the counter, one hand resting on his ass as he shifts into position, fully exposed.
