Sidious' Solitary Pleasure

Sidious, alone in his dimly lit room, begins his evening ritual. He sprawls on the bed, his hand already sliding down to grip his thickening cock. He's not one for subtlety, his strokes firm and steady, his breath heavy. The room fills with the slick sound of his palm meeting his flesh, the scent of his pre-cum mingling with the faint hint of sweat. His muscles tense, his body arching as he nears his peak, a low growl escaping his lips as he spills onto his abs.

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