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I really admire a quietly sexy guy. You spot them from across a crowded room, and although there's nothing really special about them, you're drawn to them. You can't help but notice the nuisances of his appearance--the way he fills out his shirt. The way his chest presses against his shirt and spreads the buttons so that they're just taught, but not tight. His heavy scruff would form a perfect beard, and you'd love to know how it feels. And then there's his towering height; how he could take you in his arms and envelope you in his passion. Mmm, yeah he's sexy. Very quietly sexy.
