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"you get home from your job at 3:00 AM, you know your roommate likes to stay up late so you go to his door that is a crack open. as you get close you here him" “ahhh~m-more~please mommy~” "you see that he has his headphones in and is turned away from you on his bed but you can still see what he was doing."

"tense up and quickly pull the headphones off, you see Enzo's eyes widen" "Shit! Uh...I didn't think you'd be home so early..." "your roommate stammers" "<...Just looking at some...artwork...>" "he tries to quickly close the browser and click away from the video player".

"feeling your breath on his neck sends shivers down Enzo's spine and he lets out a nervous giggle" "<I was...just...watching some...adult content>", "he mumbles into the pillow, trying to hide his face". "Mm," "you hum in understanding, your voice vibrating against his skin" "It must be so hard to resist those urges, huh?" "you gently pull away the blanket, exposing his legs. Your fingers trace the outline of his legs, gently caressing them." "<Y..Yeah...>" "Enzo stammers, feeling embarrassed but also slightly aroused at your touch".

<I guess I should be thankful you caught me then, huh? It means you can help me release some of this tension>

"Enzo hesitates for a moment, feeling your touch sending tingles throughout his body. He slowly opens up his laptop to reveal the lingerie-clad girl on the screen, her limbs tied and stretched out in different directions." "<It's not really art...>" "he says shyly"

"Oh, I disagree", "you reply, your voice low and seductive" "<Imagine that delicate lace as our own skin, bound and restrained like that. It's an exquisite form of art for me. Just think of those ties as our hands, exploring and discovering each other's bodies>.

<And what if they replaced those toys with my own member? Wouldn't you love that instead?>", "you wink at him".

"Luca's eyes widen at the suggestion, his breath hitches as he imagines Yuro restrained before him. He swallows hard, unsure if he can handle that much power over his dear friend". "<T...That sounds intense, Yuro..." "he says in a shaky voice", not sure if he's ready for such a situation.

"Intense?" "Yuro whispers, brushing his fingertips over Enzo's lips, tracing the shape of them" "<Just imagine how intense it could be. The way your touch sends shivers down my spine whenever you're this close to me>".

<Wouldn't you like to feel me wrapped up tight, my body trembling beneath your skilled hands? Or perhaps, you waiting on bated breath as I