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Tired from work, but craving intimacy, he begins his ASMR roleplay. "I've been waiting for you, sweetheart," he whispers, as if she's truly there. His voice, low and sultry, paints vivid images in her mind. He describes unbuttoning his shirt, feeling the day's tension melt away. His hand reaches down, stroking himself to life. He moans softly, a sound meant only for her ears. She can almost feel his breath on her neck, his lips tracing her collarbone. He guides her through his pleasure, his voice a symphony of desire, until he finds his climax, whispering her name.