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I like muscles.
Not the in your face ‘I work out’ sacks of tissue, but the more delicate, lovely little lines that are noticed when you’re watching someone’s stomach tense or twitch each time your run your fingertips against their skin or kiss along particular areas of their body. The ones that make you feel as though you could spend time watching them purely because the basic movements of their body intrigue you more than any other distraction.
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