Mal, hidden behind the half-closed door, watches Lund's private dance. Lund's hand moves rhythmically, his cock throbbing in his grip. Mal's own cock strains against his pants, eager to replace Lund's hand. Lund's moans fill the room, echoing Mal's unspoken desires. Lund's body tenses, and Mal knows he's close. Mal's hand mirrors Lund's, stroking his cock in sync, both seeking the same sweet release.