In the dimly lit room, Henrique, a man of few words, gives in to his desires. His hands, usually busy with tasks of the mind, now expertly work his hardening member. He takes his time, reveling in the sensations, his imagination painting vivid pictures that make his eyes flutter closed. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he nears his peak, his body tensing, his grip tightening. He lets out a low groan as he finds his release, his body shuddering with the force of it.