Two naked men flank a woman on a striped bed. One kneels between her legs, hands gripping her thighs, while the other stands behind her, fingers brushing her hips. The woman’s dark hair fans out as she lies motionless. No dialogue, just bodies pressed together in a tight room with white walls. The bed’s rumpled sheets bunch under their weight as they adjust positions. A white towel sits discarded near the edge, forgotten in the heat of the moment.
