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With a mouth full of food, he moans, the sound echoing in the room, a primal call to his desires. He feeds himself, the act a dance of pleasure, his hands moving in rhythm with his chews. The room fills with the scent of his feast, a perfume that intoxicates him. He pauses, his body glistening with sweat, his breath heavy, before continuing, his hunger insatiable.