How thirsty does it make me if I ask for Urie masturbating then cumming into his hand in his room? (the answer is a lot)

Urie imagines his crush. He imagines that they love him back, that he asks them out and his living parents love them. He imagines passionate nights together. And while he does, his hands find a way to busy themselves.

He loves them so much. He just needs them to know. Please know I love you.

Urie gasps with release, just as the door flies open. 

“Hey!” 

Shirazu and Urie shriek in unison. The door slams shut as the orange blur flees. 

“Sorry,” Urie mutters to Shirazu when he finally emerges from his room.

“It’s fine; just, please assure me you weren’t thinking of a promotion.” 

Urie thinks of his crush. So no one knows, do they? “Not at all.”