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He prowls around the room, a predator on the hunt, but his prey is himself. His fingers, his tongue, his teeth - all are weapons in his arsenal, used to stoke the fire within. He teases his nipples to hard peaks, bites at the sensitive skin of his neck, and grips his own ass, pulling himself open. His cock, hard and leaking, begs for attention, and he obliges, stroking it roughly, twisting his wrist as he thrusts into his fist. The room echoes with his grunts and the wet sound of his hand working his dick, until he finally spills over the edge, his body shuddering as he comes undone.