Watch: Adam Zarsky (part 2)

Adam Zarsky leans against a wall, his checkered shirt open just enough to show the smooth slope of his chest, fingers tracing the line of his ribs before he grips his own shirt and pulls it tight. His dark hair falls forward as he bends low, one hand braced on his thigh, the other resting on his knee in a pose that stretches his lean frame. Seated with legs spread, he arches his back, one arm propping him up while the other lingers behind his head, the shirt still half-unbuttoned. Every angle captures the tension between restraint and exposure, his body poised between control and surrender.