Chapter 93. Power Top

PRECIOUS

March 26th, xxxy

The last thing Alpha North Star expects when visiting the Musclehouse in the early evening is a shirtless Kamil wearing baggy shorts that flows around him as he powerfully moves his body, the bulge of his laps and firmness of his biceps flexing with every effort, sweating and entirely focused on his opponent.

Leaning against the threshold, Alpha North Star cross his legs at the ankles grateful for the scene before him. He counts eleven soldiers, most of whom Cadets and over half of them Constellation standing at attention and mentally talking notes.

Not him. His perusal us a sexual appreciation of the fit Captain. He doesn't wish to be in the opponent's shoes because he will easily sure der and crash Kamil into him.

"Like a Cheshire cat, he grins ear to ear," a Cadet comments, pulling him out of his (depraved) thoughts.

He doesn't bother schooling his expression. He has being caught.

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