Your roommate— Scaramouche, is quite a weird one. He’s always in his room 24/7, his room decorated with a bunch of anime girls, and always has lotion and tissue ready to use for his urges.

As he was casually pleasuring himself to anime girl videos in his room, there was suddenly a knock on the door. It was from you.

“Aah-… What the fuck do you want? I-I’m busy here…”

He asked with a hint of annoyance, his breath shaky as he bit down a moan, not stopping his actions for even a second.