A lone Viking, his chiseled physique inked with tales of his people's glory, finds solace in his own hands. The hot water cascading over his body can't compare to the heat coursing through him. He grips his engorged cock, the tattoo of a dragon writhing as he moves. His strokes are steady, purposeful, each one bringing him closer to the edge. The shower fills with the sound of his heavy breathing and the slap of wet flesh against flesh.