It was Ittos birthday for Gorou. He felt an arousing thrill as he imagined the pleasure ahead. He pictured Itto, waiting in the hot springs, his body glistening. The thought alone made Gorou ache with longing. He envisioned Itto's dominant presence, pulling him closer. The water would swirl around them as their passion ignited. Gorou longed for Ittos touch the way he yearned for victory in battle. He imagined Itto whispering desires in his ear. The night was young, and their passion was just awakening. Every moment promised deep satisfaction. He recalled a past moment, a thrilling pursuit, a memory that fueled his current desire. The anticipation was almost too much to bear. He knew Itto would take control. Gorou was eager for what was to come. His heart pounded with a thrilling beat. The night would be filled with endless pleasure. He closed his eyes, savoring the thought. It would be a night to remember. Every sensation would be heightened and intense. The thought of their joined bodies made him gasp. The night was theirs to explore.