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A messy room. No bra. Skipping showers like a habit.She lived buried under otaku clutter, unable to throw anything away.Then came a man—a strange one—who whispered,"You don’t need to change. I want you just like this."

And now—Bare skin kissed by cold, weighty cuffs.A blindfold slipping over her eyes, soaking her in silent shame.

“W-wait… The room's a mess, and I’m... I’m not...”Her protests barely made it past her lips—before they were silenced.

“Mmm... nhh...”Blindfolded, tongue timidly outstretched, like a loyal pet.Just knowing she was wanted made her ache somewhere deep inside.

And then—She welcomed him in, completely. Without seeing, without hiding.

Sweaty skin, creaking bedsprings, the smell of dust in the air—Even that became precious in this tangled moment.

The version of herself she never let anyone see—Tonight, she gave it all to him.

“If even someone like me... can be needed…”The words slipped out, unguarded. Honest.

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無造作な部屋。ノーブラ。風呂はサボリ気味。オタク部屋の片隅で、捨てられない暮らしの彼女に、「そのままが、いい」と告げた変わり者の男。

――そして今。何も着けていない肌に、重厚な手枷が添えられる。視界を奪うアイマスクが、羞恥をより深く染み込ませる。

「ちょ、まって……部屋が汚いし、あたしも――」抵抗は口先だけ。すぐに、声も塞がれた。

「んぅ……っ、ふ……」視えないまま舌を伸ばす姿はまるで忠犬。“求められてる”だけで、奥の奥が疼いてしまう。

彼そして――彼を、深く迎え入れた。

汗ばむ肌、軋むベッド、埃の匂いさえ愛おしい。彼の温度が流れ込むたび、“空っぽ”が満ちていく。

誰にも見せたくなかった自分を、ぜんぶ、彼だけに開いてしまった夜。

「こんな私でも、要るって思ってくれるなら」その言葉はもう、喉を超えて漏れていた。

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