William Seed grips the red ball between his tattooed arms, knuckles white as he leans forward with the strength of his muscles, while Collin Lust watches with dark hair falling just past his shoulders, his jaw set. The ball rolls between them, heavy with the weight of whatever comes next, and the air between them is thick with the kind of tension that doesn’t need words.
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