The office was quiet Nanami Kento a man of meticulous habits found himself unexpectedly distracted
his mind drifting from reports to something far more primal. A glance at his phone showed an image sent anonymously
a scene of pure lust igniting a spark deep within. He remembered a recent encounter a fleeting touch that lingered
now intensified by the images. He stood up his suit feeling restrictive as he stretched
a silent promise of what was to come. The thought of Yuji Itadori flashed in his mind
a forbidden fantasy he often indulged. He reached for his belt the leather cool against his skin
anticipation building with each movement. His pants fell to the floor
revealing the full extent of his desire. The mirror reflected his hardening cock
a testament to the powerful hold of his thoughts. He took a deep breath ready to give in to his urges
his body aching for release. A fresh stream of cum dripped from his shaft
a warm sticky mess. The climax was intense a wave of pure pleasure washing over him
leaving him breathless. He leaned against the wall still trembling
the aftermath of his private indulgence. His vision blurred slightly from the intense sensation
a blissful haze. The memory of the comic he read
now felt more real than ever. He fantasized about another man's touch
yearning for true connection. A different scene came to mind one of a bakery girl
a fleeting thought of playful desire. He imagined Higuruma Hiromi a colleague
in a compromising position. His mind drifted to Gojou Satoru and Getou Suguru
a trio of power and desire. He felt a deep sense of contentment
having fully explored his darkest desires. His body still throbbed with residual pleasure
a testament to his vibrant sexuality. He knew this secret part of him was vital
a force that fueled his intensity.
