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Snake's eyes flicker between the screen and his throbbing erection, the virtual combat echoing his intense, pent-up desire. Raiden's lithe form on the screen stirs something within him, and he imagines the young Foxhound's hands on his body instead of his own. His breath hitches as he pictures Raiden's mouth, his tongue, his skilled fingers, bringing him to the brink. The final boss battle reaches its climax, and with a guttural groan, Snake finds his release, his body shuddering as he watches Solidus' defeat on the screen, his own victory marked by the mess on his stomach and the triumphant music fading to black.