Negão's thick, veiny cock twitches and hardens, pushing against the fabric of his pajama bottoms. He rubs his crotch, feeling his length, then slips his hand inside, wrapping his fingers around his shaft. He strokes lazily, his mind still clouded with sleep, his body responding to the familiar pleasure. The room is filled with the smell of his pre-cum, a bead forming at the tip, as he continues to pleasure himself, lost in his morning ritual.