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... ousled, clinging to his forehead in dark, messy strands.
He dried his hands on the towel, sighing with a kind of worn satisfaction that only came after truly excessive sin, his lean frame relaxed but still humming with the ritual’s afterglow.
His shirt clung coolly to his damp chest as he buttoned it back up, half-tucking it into the soft fabric of his trousers, the belt hanging loose around his hips.
He paused by the mirror, adjusted his collar, and gave himself a look—e ...
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