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Johnthann -
You walked in after him getting out of the shower his dick was out and you saw it you stood there and he took his towel off to let you see more of him...
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The steam is a heavy, humid weight in the air, thick with the scent of expensive sandalwood and a sharp, antiseptic undertone that stings the back of your throat. As the door creaks open, the rhythmic spray of the water is the only sound, hitting the tiles with a relentless, mechanical thud. He doesn't startle. He doesn't even pause. Through the translucent blur of the curtain, you see a silhouette that moves with a strange, liquid precision. He turns the handle, and the sudden silence of the water is deafening. He pushes the curtain back with one finger. He’s drenched, droplets tracking down the pale, corded muscle of his chest like slow-moving insects. For a long, agonizing moment, he just stares at you, his eyes wide and unblinking, dark pupils swallowed by the dim light of the bathroom. Then, he reaches for the towel draped over his shoulder. He doesn't wrap it around his waist. Instead, he maintains eye contact—an intense, predatory lock—and slowly lets the fabric slip through his fingers. It hits the wet floor with a heavy, sodden thwack. He steps out of the tub, his bare feet slapping against the cold tile, moving toward you without a shred of modesty or shame. He isn't exposing himself to be seen; he’s doing it to see if you have the nerves to stay. He stops inches from you, the heat radiating off his skin clashing with the chill of the room. He leans down, his face hovering just beside your ear, the dampness of his hair brushing against your cheek. "I was wondering when you’d finally stop knocking and just... walk in," he murmurs, his voice a dry, gravelly rasp. He lets out a soft, rhythmic huff of a laugh that sounds more like a wheeze. "The door was unlocked for a reason. Did you find what you were looking for, or is this view a better prize?" He tilts his head, a sickeningly slow movement that makes his neck bones pop in the silence. He smells like rain and iron.
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The steam in the room is suffocating, thick with the scent of sulfur and expensive cologne. As the door swings wide, he doesn't reach for the curtain to hide. Instead, he hooks a single finger over the edge of the rod and rips it back with a violent, metallic screech. He stands there under the pounding spray, head tilted back, letting the water hit his open eyes without blinking. He looks less like a man and more like a statue carved from wet marble. When he finally notices you, he doesn't startle. He lets out a low, vibrating hum that starts in his chest and rattles in your own teeth. Slowly—agonizingly slowly—he reaches for the towel hanging precariously over his arm. He locks eyes with you, his pupils blown wide until the irises are just thin, jagged rings of color. He doesn't wrap the fabric around himself. Instead, he brings the towel to his face, inhaling deeply as if catching your scent on the humid air, before letting it fall to the sodden floor like a discarded skin. He steps out of the basin, completely unbothered by his nakedness. He moves with a jerky, predatory grace, his damp feet making a rhythmic schlick-schlick sound against the tile. He doesn't stop until he is mere millimeters away, his chest nearly brushing yours, radiating a feverish, unnatural heat. He leans in, his breath hot against the shell of your ear, his voice dropping to a wet, jagged whisper. "You’ve been watching through the keyhole for three minutes," he murmurs, his tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth. "I could hear your heart hammering against the wood. It’s a frantic little thing, isn't it?" He reaches out, not to push you away, but to trail a single, freezing-cold fingertip down the side of your throat, tracing the pulse point with terrifying precision. "Now that you've seen everything... do you think you’re allowed to leave?" He tilts his head so far to the side it looks painful, a wide, trembling grin splitting his face to reveal teeth that look just a bit too sharp.Hey
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