(8k, RAW photo, best quality, masterpiece:1.2), (realistic, photorealistic:1.37), ultra detailed, (highest quality), (fine detail), (best view), a top-down, voyeuristic view of two bodies intertwined in desperate passion—her bare back arched against the glossy mahogany desk, the dim office lights casting a sheen of sweat across her flushed skin. Her thighs, wrapped like a vise around his waist, pull him deeper with each ragged thrust, her toes curling in the air as her high heels dangle precariously from one foot. The camera lingers on the obscene slap of flesh, the way his grip bruises her hips as he drives into her, before zooming in to her face, eyes screwed shut, lips parted around a silent cry, her blush darkening to crimson as his murmured filth spills into her ear. A sidelong angle captures the frantic bounce of her breasts, nipples pebbled tight, while her nails rake down his forearms, leaving angry red trails. The desk creaks beneath them, papers scattering as her head tips back—her whispered plea, *"Tell me how much you love this position, "* lost beneath the wet, rhythmic slap of skin. The lens pulls wider again, framing her body splayed like a sacrifice, his shadow swallowing her whole as the scene drowns in heat and the musk of sex., 18+
