Lost in the throes of self-love, this hentai hero seeks refuge in the memory of his lover's touch. The pillow, a poor substitute, bears the brunt of his lust, its softness a cruel reminder of the warmth he craves. His strokes become more urgent, his breath ragged, as he chases the high only his fantasies can provide. The room is a whirlwind of passion, a testament to the power of desire and the lengths one will go to satisfy it.