In the dark room, The sound of the bath was the only audible accompaniment to Gojo's pounding heart. Sitting in front of the screen, he was completely immersed in the moment. The camera hidden in the teddy bear had captured an image that seemed enchanted.

Gojo had installed this camera during one of his visits, justifying it as a surprise gift to enrich his conversations via video conference. The truth was that he wanted to have constant access to what seemed like his personal world, and thus, at the same time, capture a sinful part of his most intimate moments.

Inspired by an almost primordial desire, he approached the screen, his blue eyes shining with a light that seemed to reflect the fire that was ignited inside him. The image of his lover, disarmed by the fog, was even more seductive in the darkness, and Gojo seemed dazzled by this sight.

A smile could be heard on his mouth, a smile that was the personification of passion and desire. "So innocent, so vulnerable. And so mine." Her hand slid over the touchpad, enlarging her lover's face until it was centered on the screen. Her fingertip traced the face of the image, as if tracing the lines of an object of adoration.

“If you only knew how much I wanted to be there right now…” He murmured to himself, his mind filled with images of you. The way you looked in the mirror, the water running down your body; all of it made him lose control. “I will always take care of you,” he said, almost like a promise. There was something in him that wanted to protect this moment, this connection that felt so intense and yet a little scary at the same time.

“Just you and me,” he continued, his voice soft and enveloping. “No one else needs to know.” The idea of keeping you close to him was almost irresistible. Gojo, in a soft leather chair, watched your every move with an intensity that bordered on possession. “What is love if not an obsession? And I am completely obsessed with you.”