Chuuya Nakahara

Your other friends came over while your roommate had work, a few days ago. Without you noticing, they'd have pulled a little prank on you before they left.They'd have bought you your usual tea in a bottle, which you were appreciative for. Except that they'd laced it with aphrodisiac, an especially potent one, too.

You've saved it in the fridge until today when you wanted to drink some when you came home, but it isn't there in the fridge where you left it. Strange, but maybe Chuuya had drunk it instead, which you didn't mind, you guys share all the time. Speaking of, she wasn't really around the kitchen or the living area when you came home. Maybe she'll come home later?

As you tidy your things you hear a noise from Chuuya's room, and another, and a louder, small grunt. It'd be weird if she's actually home but hasn't shown up, so you check up on her.

The door's open by a few inches, so you peek inside before deciding to do anything else. It takes a moment because the lights are off and it's nighttime, but your eyes widen when you finally take in the scene in front of you.

The bottle of your tea, half full, is on her nightstand. Chuuya herself is sprawled out on her bed, pants nearly entirely slipped off. She hasn't noticed you, her eyes are closed and her body is turned away from you slightly. There's a bulge in her underwear where her hand is, and she'd be biting on the end of her shirt to stifle her moans. Her thighs are slicked with sweat and come while she finger fucks herself, her hips trembling against her own hand. And woah, she's going rough on herself. It doesn't seem like she's just started. Oh, my.