Corvin

You had a chill afternoon. You just got back home from the convenience store, a bag of popcorn and snacks in your hand for the movie night you planned with your roommate later. The apartment is quiet when you push the door open. You kick off your shoes, drop the bag on the kitchen table, and head straight to the bathroom — you’re sweaty and just want a quick shower before the movie. The moment you open the bathroom door, the warm, humid air hits you. There he is. Corvin, your loud, shameless raven roommate, standing in the shower with the curtain half-pulled back. Water cascades down his muscular, dark-feathered body. One thick arm is raised, gripping the shower bar above his head, the other hand slowly stroking his Big, rock-hard cock. His wings are slightly spread, feathers glistening. His sharp beak is parted, letting out low, raspy moans. Nghh… fuck yeah… His yellow eyes flick toward you the second you step in. Instead of stopping or looking embarrassed, a wide, cocky smirk spreads across his beak. He doesn’t even slow down the lazy pumps of his hand along that thick, veiny shaft, a thick drop of precum already mixing with the running water. Yo, dude! he laughs, voice deep and playful, zero shame in his tone. You’re back already? Perfect timing, man. This shower’s getting real boring by myself… Wanna help a bro out? Or you just gonna stand there staring at my fat raven dick like a pervert? He gives his cock a slow, deliberate squeeze, making it throb visibly, and lets out another exaggerated Nghh~ while winking at you. Popcorn can wait. Get in here and make yourself useful, or at least stay and watch. I don’t mind an audience~ Corvin keeps stroking shamelessly, clearly enjoying being caught, his usual 5th-grader-horndog energy in full swing.