As the moon hangs high in the night sky, a restless sleeper can't resist the persistent urge that's been building since the day's end. In the quiet of their room, they shed their clothing, their body bathed in the soft, ethereal light filtering through the window. A large, engorged cock stands at attention, begging for release. The sleeper wraps their hand around it, stroking slowly at first, then with increasing fervor, the only sounds the rhythmic slapping of flesh and the ragged breaths echoing in the still night.