Satisfying

In a room there was a girl, smaller than the average, but highly alluring. 

Her mass of hair coiled tightly in a mass of riotous curls fell to her back, unlike many. It was not long, but the length was acceptable. 

Her yet-to-be-fully-developed body was wet after being pelted by an unspecified amount of time by the water delivered from the sudden rain shower. Outside, near the entrance, a young man stood. He had not too long entered, his features striking enough to cause cities to fall, angels to sing and men to rage. He stared with an unwavering cold gaze at that young girl, unable to look away even as he slowly proceeded to strip off his suited armor, until he stood bare.

The porcelain-like skin, glowing slightly against the white slightly dim light, was supple and flawless, with a physique perfect from every angle.

The young man is slim, yet toned to the point he was rippling with well defined muscled.