The tension between Tartaglia and Kazuha reaches boiling point as they're forced to share a room during a storm. Tartaglia, his cock throbbing with desire, can't help but admire Kazuha's youthful body. He starts by stripping Kazuha, his hands tracing the contours of his smooth skin. Kazuha, initially resistant, soon gives in, his slender fingers wrapping around Tartaglia's massive, pulsating cock. Their bodies press against each other, their moans filling the room as they jerk each other off. The room is filled with the scent of their sweat and precum, their bodies glistening in the dim light. Tartaglia, his face contorted in pleasure, can't hold back any longer. He grunts, his hot, creamy load shooting onto Kazuha's face, claiming him as his.