Eito Aotsuki sealed in a vacuum bed, only his head poking out covered by a gas mask. Takumi’s hands hover over him as he asks “Are you sure this will help with his symptoms?”. Yugamu gropes Eito’s parted thighs near the outline of his bulge through the shiny latex and replies “Of course… see? Aotsuki-kun is already responding beautifully.”
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