Marce
Marce stands at a lean five-foot-six, all sinew and suggestion, with the kind of posture that says he doesnโt care if youโre watchingโbut he knows you are. His skin is a warm, olive tone that catches gold in the light, and a fine constellation of freckles gathers just beneath his collarbones. A dusting of dark faci...
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