The Devil hath powerTo assume a pleasing shape.
But I'm a bad priest, you see. I know--from experience--how much beauty Satan carried down with him when he fell. Nobody ever said the fallen angels were the ugly ones. Oh, no, they were just as quick and light and...
Blake inspires instant, tender Blakelust in everyone he meets. All of his beauties are meant to be touched, and he likes to be touched.
There was an art to the male posterior. That's all there was to it.
Nature had squandered an unreasonable quantity of male beauty on this undeserving creature.
Like all men who look this good, Frank has no interest in women.
Michael was still an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, coated in yum. Only now the enigma was a little less mysterious; I was a few clues closer to solving the riddle - but damn, that man would always be coated in yum.
He's hot like, the kind of hot that makes you stop walking on the street and get hit by traffic.