The bearded man in the scarf tightens the silk around his throat before dropping it to the floor, his muscular chest glistening as he bends over the chair. He grips the wood, arching his back while the fabric trails between his fingers, then stands, stripping it away to reveal his bare skin. The chair stays, silent witness as he shifts his weight, the scarf now forgotten in his wake.
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By VirtuaGuy
