When Ellie saw he was bare-chested, she wanted to turn away, but a voice compelled her not to and she didn't know why, but she listened to that voice.
At first, she fixed her gaze on his face, but she couldn't resist the urge to lower her eyes slightly to feast on his toned chest, stomach, and most importantly, the tattoos scattered all over.
Because of the dim lighting and dark nature of the room, she couldn't make out what they were from the distance she stood.
But Storm didn't find her actions normal. He narrowed his eyes in suspicion as he watched her.
"You are looking at me instead of turning away like you'll get blinded for staring" He noted, and Ellie moved her eyes back to his face.
"Well, if you want, I'll just turn around at your request. Although I don't think that is going to happen since you don't look like you are uncomfortable in your own skin, and you don't look like you mind me staring."
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