Sinful Addiction
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Then he turned toward the window, hands sliding down his own chest, teasing his nipples until they hardened.
One hand drifted lower, palming the growing bulge in his sweatpants.
Their eyes met across the twenty meter gap.
Rin froze for half a second. Then a slow, wicked smirk curved his lips. Instead of closing the curtains, he walked right up to his window, pressed one palm flat against the glass, and tilted his head. The motion made his sweatpants slip even lower, revealing the base of his cock and the faint trail of dark hair.
Come and get me, he mouthed clearly.