Gaming break turns into shirt-lift tease

I've been grinding levels all night in my neon-lit setup, but now the heat between my legs is winning. Standing by my desk, I grip the hem of my green shirt, pulling it up slow to bare my tight midriff, feeling that needy ache build as my black leggings hug my thighs. My heart races, zipper on my hoodie half-open, and I bite my lip, imagining your eyes on me, making me drip with want. The room's purple glow hits my skin just right as I hold the lift, fingers trembling a bit from the thrill. I rock my hips subtly, owned by this solo urge, whispering to myself how bad I need to touch more, my smile turning wicked while my body's screaming for release right here, standing tall and exposed for that perfect tease.