Legrand Wolf & Caleb Cummings

Legrand Wolf’s gloved hands press a cold stethoscope to Caleb Cummings’ chest while a measuring tape snakes around his ribs, marking each breath as Wolf’s bearded jaw tightens. The white coat rides open, exposing skin stretched taut over his collarbone as Wolf traces the pulse at his throat, fingers lingering where the neck meets the shoulder. The tape slides down his back, then his thighs, each loop a deliberate measure of the space between them.