Another Kind of Hunger

Horny dream boi.

Enmu had been bored all day. He sighed, stretching in the chair, before laying on his side, fully extended, besides one bent leg. He was bored, yes, but he was also horny. But there was nobody around to have fun with! If there’d been a demon, or even a human, around, female or otherwise, he’d be willing to take them. But he was alone. How… unfortunate. His slender, feminine form was draped lazily on the armchair, and he yawned. His slim frame was trembling slightly from suppressed need, and he wanted nothing more than to be dominated. After all, he had always been the submissive type. It made sense with his femininity, I suppose.