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The moon casts a soft glow through the window, illuminating the glistening stain on the bed. Our protagonist, awakened by his body's primal urges, finds himself in a state of half-awareness, his hand already wrapped around his stiff member. He pushes his hips up, grinding against the wet spot, the sensation of his pre-cum mixing with the remnants of his earlier emission sending shivers down his spine. His breath hitches as he picks up the pace, the sound of his wet, sloppy strokes filling the room. His body tenses, his grip tightens, and with a final, guttural moan, he unleashes his load, the warmth of his cum mingling with the cool, damp sheets, marking the end of another night of unapologetic, bed-wetting bliss.