Under the light.
The man's body was bulging with muscles, his lines were smooth and his features were delicate and sheeny, like a sculpture. Only when one followed the rise and fall of his breathing did it seem more real.
Further down, a simple cloth wrapped around...
Luna Collins rubbed his face, looked away uncomfortably, and muttered softly: "Shameless, hooligan..."
"Um?"
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