Ok, I got one. Hopefully, this suffice
Nick stepped into the light, his lithe frame trembling with nervous energy. He was young, but fucking gorgeous. His smooth, skin glowed under the studio lights, his full lips parted slightly as he stared at Frank. He was wearing a sheer tank top that clung to his lean chest, the outline of his hardened nipples clearly visible. His tight jeans hugged his ass like they were painted on, and Frank’s mouth watered at the sight.
"Frank?" Nick questioned, his voice shaking. He looked like a deer in headlights, and Frank’s cock throbbed at the innocence radiating off him.
"Nick?" Frank replied, his eyes raking over the kid’s body. He could already imagine the way Nick would look spread out on the studio floor, his legs splayed open, begging for it.
DEPICT FRANK WEST AS A PERVERT AGAIN
*BITES YOU*