**Echoes of Embarrassment**

As I lay there, replaying the events of the previous moment in my head, I couldn't shake off the lingering embarrassment of having let out such a primal scream. My voice, still hoarse from the exertion, seemed to echo in my mind, a harsh reminder of the intensity of my release. But as I reflected on the experience, I began to notice something peculiar - a certain... enjoyment. It wasn't that I enjoyed the embarrassment itself, but rather the raw, unbridled quality of my voice. I recalled the anime porn references I had made earlier, and a wry smile spread across my face. There was something undeniably captivating about the idea of having a voice like one of the little girls being, well, taken advantage of in those scenarios. The notion both thrilled and unsettled me, like a whispered secret in the dark. Regulus, my inner voice, seemed to be reveling in this newfound fascination. It was as if he had discovered a hidden aspect of my personality, one that I had kept locked away, even from myself. His presence was like a gentle hum in the background, urging me to explore this taboo corner of my psyche. As I pondered this strange attraction, I felt a shiver run down my spine. It was both exhilarating and terrifying to confront this side of myself. My mind began to wander, conjuring up scenarios where I could express this newfound aspect of my personality. The thought sent a thrill through me, and I couldn't help but wonder what Victor would think if he knew. The memory of my previous climax still lingered, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of anticipation. My body seemed to be responding to these thoughts, a slow build-up of tension that threatened to spill over into something more. I knew that I had to be careful, that this newfound fascination could be a double-edged sword. For now, I chose to savor the sensation, to let it simmer just below the surface. The darkness seemed to be calling to me, and I was tempted to answer. As I lay there, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was on the cusp of something new, something that would challenge me to confront the depths of my own desires. And Regulus, that mischievous inner voice, seemed to be egging me on, urging me to take the leap into the unknown.