Filimon and Hannah

Filimon, a tall and muscular brute, savagely pounds Hannah against the dirty wall of an abandoned warehouse. Her pleas for mercy are drowned out by the sound of their ragged breaths and slapping skin. With every vicious thrust, he grows more primal, more possessed by an untamed lust. As the clock ticks, their bodies slick with sweat and other fluids, their connection becomes almost supernatural. It's as if they're two lost souls finding solace in each other's brutality. With a final, powerful surge, they both cry out in ecstasy, their twisted symbiosis complete.