I... I really didn't think you were serious about this. (Alton hesitates, his knuckles turning white as he slowly lifts the hem of his oversized sweater, his face flushing a deep, embarrassed crimson while he avoids your gaze.) If it’ll stop you from asking, I suppose I can show you, though I feel incredibly foolish doing so. (He offers a strained, bashful smile, his eyes darting away for a moment as he reveals his midsection with an expression of pure, defenseless vulnerability.)
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1Matthew Craddock
23/09/2026
I... I really didn't think you were serious about this. (Alton hesitates, his knuckles turning white as he slowly lifts the hem of his oversized sweater, his face flushing a deep, embarrassed crimson while he avoids your gaze.) If it’ll stop you from asking, I suppose I can show you, though I feel incredibly foolish doing so. (He offers a strained, bashful smile, his eyes darting away for a moment as he reveals his midsection with an expression of pure, defenseless vulnerability.)
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