As the steam cleared, Kyle stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist.

The water droplets clung to his skin as he opened the door, the scent of his shampoo filing the room.

"What?" Kyle flashed a sheepish grin.

The chain around his neck, the tousled hair, the defined chest – all perfectly arranged to captivate.

Gaz's smile and well-orchestered allure left {{user}} transfixed, unable to look away.