You play as this sleazy “producer” who is basically one guy, a shitty studio room, a camera, and a line of girls from different anime worlds that, for some reason, all agree to audition for porn. It feels like some insane crossover fanfic that got drunk. One minute you’re trying not to stare directly at Mamako’s tits because they’re basically blocking the whole screen, next second you’re with Komi, who looks like she might die of embarrassment if you just say the word “blowjob” too loud. The whole thing is structured around these simple interview scenes where you click through dialogue, push the girl a bit, act like a fake professional, then end up balls deep anyway. It sounds boring written down, but the pacing is actually perfect for horny brain: short setup, a little teasing, then some proper filth. No huge open world, no fake “energy systems” like in those trash mobile gacha games, just “talk, push, fuck, repeat” and somehow it works.

The fun part for me is trying to squeeze out every single scene and pose like I’m doing a 100% run in some speedrun marathon. It’s not just “pick the top horny option and done”. Sometimes you pick the slightly nicer line, the girl opens up more later, and bam, suddenly you unlocked an extra position where she’s drooling on your cock and giving that full ahegao face that looks like her soul logged out of her body. With Wiz it’s hilarious, she starts all clumsy and shy, then when the scene actually starts she goes full-on eager throat destroyer, like some bug turned on and now she’s min-maxing your dick. Elma is pure food-obsessed dragon slut energy, half the interview is her talking about snacks, then the next frame you’re plowing her and her tits are bouncing all over, and you kind of forget what she was even saying. Albedo is exactly what you expect: super devoted, super horny, zero shame, calling you “master” in that smug way. And poor Sumi, she’s shy as hell, stuttering, but when you finally get her to wrap her lips around you, she’s shaking and trying her best, and it feels dirty in a very specific way, like you corrupted some mobile app moe mascot.

The sex itself is straightforward but it hits. You get the big asses, thick thighs, those ridiculous anime boobs that look like they broke physics, lots of focus on oral and riding, and plenty of facial expressions that scream “I can’t handle this monster cock but I also never want to stop.” There’s this moment with Mona where she’s half trying to stay composed, like she’s still the smug genius from her game, but the more you thrust, the more her eyes roll up and tongue slips out, and it’s just pure ahegao mess. The game doesn’t pretend to be classy. You’re here to watch famous waifus choke, moan, get filled, and say filthy lines while they’re getting their pussy pounded, and it delivers that in a very direct, unapologetic way. It feels like browsing random clips on Pornhub while also doing a weird little completionist challenge on the side, trying to see every variation, every angle, every time a girl goes from “no way” to “put it deeper, I want all of it” and you sit there like, yeah, this is exactly the kind of trash I signed up for.

You’re the guy behind the “casting couch” camera this time, not the hero saving worlds or the clueless harem protagonist tripping on boobs by accident. No, you’re the one who gets to look Raven in the eyes while she tries to pretend she’s not already wet on the leather sofa, you’re the one telling Zelda to turn a little more to the side so the camera can “catch the light” while you’re actually just admiring how her royal ass fills the frame. The game throws you into this cheap-looking studio with a shitty couch, a camera, a few options, and then just casually drops girls like Ochako, Rem, Hestia, Lucoa, Cheelai, Mina, Meiko and the rest in front of you like a horny gacha pull that finally paid off. They sit down, they fidget, they ask why the camera is already recording, and you decide how fast you want that fake interview to turn into a full-on porn shoot.

What makes it fun is that it doesn’t pretend to be high art. The “story” is basically you asking dumb questions like some budget Pornhub producer, choosing dialog lines that push them toward undressing, sucking, riding, or getting their tight little anime pussy filled on camera. One moment you’re being “professional”, asking Hestia about her talents, the next you tell her to stand up and spin slowly, and suddenly that boob window dress feels about two sizes too small. You can play it smooth, tease them, be kind of respectful, or just cut through the bullshit and ask them how many guys they’ve fucked. Sometimes they blush and stutter, sometimes they smirk and lean forward, tits almost pushing out of the screen, and there’s this tiny thrill when you realize you picked the line that makes them say “fine, but don’t stop filming.” The animations are simple but filthy enough, with a lot of focus on big tits bouncing, big asses slapping, deep-throat shots, messy ahegao faces and that moment where your cock finally disappears inside them and they moan like they’ve been waiting all day for it. There’s vaginal sex, sloppy oral, cum all over their faces, cum in their mouths, cum on their boobs, you get the idea. Sometimes the pacing is weird and you jump from casual chat to dick-in-mouth a bit too quick, but honestly, that’s also exactly how these fake casting videos feel on those shady sites you pretend you don’t visit.

What really hit me was when Dexter’s mom walked in, acting like some bored MILF who just “needs extra cash” and then five clicks later she’s on her knees, ass in the air, huge hips wobbling while she takes every thrust like it’s a workout. Or Meiko from Prison School, trying to keep that strict teacher tone until you tell her to kneel and she slips into obedient mode like it’s the most natural thing ever. Toga’s crazy eyes staring at your cock, Mina acting all bubbly while drool runs down her chin, Raphtalia trying to stay polite while you make her ride you for the audition, Android 18 pretending she’s above all this before you make her swallow. It’s shameless fanservice, totally horny, not subtle at all, and that’s honestly the whole charm. The dialogue sometimes repeats and the sound can be a bit lazy, I kinda wish there were more variants of reactions when you pick different answers, but when Rem is moaning with your dick buried deep in her and Zelda is waiting in the lobby for her turn, it’s hard to stay mad about anything. It feels like scrolling horny Twitter, browsing Hentai Haven, and stumbling into an endless casting tape where every waifu you ever crushed on is finally told to take off her clothes and prove she deserves a spot in your private collection.

You’re this pretty average looking dude who somehow ends up running a weird cross‑universe safehouse that’s basically a horny refugee camp for ruined timelines. The game calls them “BIOLOGICAL OTHERWORLD ORGANISM BEINGS IN EXILE”, which is the most forced acronym I’ve seen in a porn game and also kind of genius, because everyone knows what it’s really about the moment those letters show up. Every girl that lands in your base comes from some smashed universe, so you’re not “kidnapping” anyone, you’re “saving” them. Very ethical, at least that’s what I kept telling myself while persuading a certain stretchy mom to try anal “for stress relief”. Zone Zero starts out almost empty, just a hub and a few basic rooms, then slowly turns into this stacked harem hotel where the hallways feel like Comic Con afterparty: Spider‑Gwen arguing with Jinx, Mavis sneaking around with that smug little grin, Ariel walking around like she forgot she’s not under water anymore and those tits need a bra. The game leans hard into parody without even pretending, so you’re flirting with heroines that are basically Marvel, Pixar, old school cartoons, fighting games, whoever, just with names shifted enough to not get lawyers screaming.

Moment to moment, it’s kind of a sandbox dating sim where you ping‑pong between rooms, chat up girls, pick dialogue options and unlock scenes when their affection and your corruption tricks line up. You can be sweet with some of them, actually play the romance angle, go on pseudo‑dates inside your base, help them “adapt” to this new life, which leads into long blowjob scenes or lazy morning vaginal sex where they pretend they’re still not part of your harem. Then there are paths where you lean straight into male domination and the game doesn’t pretend you’re a nice guy at all. There’s BDSM content that creeps in slowly: first a playful spanking on Mavis’ perfect goth ass, then she’s bent over your lap getting her pale cheeks red while she tries to keep her fangs from showing too much. A Spider‑verse girl ends up hogtied with your custom gear, gagged but still trying to talk shit. Some heroines react to tentacle stuff like it’s the most normal thing in the world, others freak out but moan anyway when you use one on their ass and another inside their pussy at the same time. Group sex scenes hit later, when your base starts feeling crowded and someone suggests a “team building” event that turns into a dogpile of Marvel butts, Street Fighter thighs and cartoon curves, with your character in the center trying not to bust too early while a redhead mermaid gives a messy boobjob and Jinx laughs in his face. There’s a lot of masturbation scenes too, caught through cameras or by just walking into the wrong room at the right moment, like Psylocke riding her own fingers while muttering about her lost world, or Helen Parr stretching in ways that would probably snap a normal woman’s spine, just to get the toy deeper. It’s not subtle, it’s not polished, and that’s kind of the charm: a messy, horny multiverse hotel where every corridor is one choice away from oral, anal, spanking, or some ridiculous crossover threesome featuring characters you grew up watching, now kneeling in front of you and calling you “owner” with a straight face.

Snow is falling outside, phone in hand, and I’m flirting with half the hero faculty instead of answering work emails. That’s more or less the mood of this game. You’re thrown into this fancy “hero hotel” where all the pro heroines decided to take a little break, which somehow turns into you trying to see who you can charm into your bed first. It’s a visual novel, so most of your time is spent reading and poking the screen, but it doesn’t feel dead or stiff. The writing is simple, not Shakespeare, but it hits that nice mix of horny and playful that fits these girls so well. And yeah, they are exactly the ones you think: the rabbit psycho with the crazy thighs, the walking skysc*** with the junk in the trunk, and the teacher who really should not be allowed around students with that costume and that whip. All wrapped in hotel vibes, like one long dirty holiday weekend where nobody cares about saving the world, only about how loud you moan behind thin walls.

What got me right away is how they lean into each heroine’s personality instead of just slapping big boobs on screen and calling it a day. Mirko is all energy and trash talk, like she wants to pin you to the bed and prove she’s stronger than you even while she’s riding your dick. She teases you for being “soft” if you pick the nice dialogue options, and if you push back, she grins and gets wetter. The game lets you push your luck, too: pick the wrong line and you can feel the “ok, you fucked that route a bit” in her reaction, but it doesn’t instantly game over you like some cheap VN on Nutaku. There’s this one scene in the hotel gym, late at night, where she’s stretching in tight sportswear, ears twitching, sweat on her abs, and she basically challenges you to keep eye contact while she spreads her legs. I had to lock my phone screen once because a notification from Telegram popped up right in the middle of her pushing your face into her thighs. Still a bit salty about that. Anyway, it’s horny in a loud way, but it fits her. She feels like sex is a fight and she wants to win.

Then you jump to the room with Mt. Lady and the whole pace changes. She plays the diva hard. Always posing, always pretending she’s not horny out of her mind. Talking about “fans” while slowly turning around so you get a full shot of that ass covered by way-too-tight fabric. They do this fun thing where she messes with scale in your fantasies: she sits on your lap and it cuts to a mental image of her in giant form squatting over a city, lowering her pussy on some unlucky tower while she’s whispering in your ear what she wants you to do with your tongue. It’s ridiculous and hot and a little stupid, and honestly that’s my favorite combo. Sex scenes with her feel like she’s using you as a prop for her ego and her curves, and when she finally drops the fake cool act and just begs for it, it hits harder because you had to slowly peel off that celebrity mask. I only wish they gave her one proper morning-after scene instead of just fading back to hotel lobby chat like nothing happened. It feels like you finish blowing your load and suddenly you’re back by the piano plant talking about check-out times. My brain needed at least one cuddle CG after she almost broke my hips.

And then there’s Midnight. She’s exactly as dangerous as everyone imagines. The hotel becomes her playground, and you are this willing toy that keeps walking back to her classroom of sin. The romance angle is there, but it’s coated in leather and lube. She calls you “my eager little hero” like you’re flunking her class and the only extra credit is letting her tie your wrists with that long, teasing whip of hers. One route has you helping her “test new restraints” in a private suite, where she blindfolds you and you only get sound and text for a bit: her heels on the floor, her breath near your ear, the snap of the whip on the bed next to your head, then on your thigh, then finally that slow, warm slide of her sitting on your face, whispering that you “better focus or I’ll keep you like this all night.” I actually had to lower brightness and tilt the phone away while sitting in a café, because the text was getting way too descriptive about how her scent is making you dizzy and your cock is leaking on the sheets. Sometimes it goes a bit too long on descriptions of her perfume and not enough on actual positions, but the build-up is good enough that when she finally sinks down on you, it feels earned. The romance part with her is less flowers and more “I’ll take care of you if you obey,” which, to be honest, fits her perfectly.

It’s not a perfect game. Some transitions are clunky, some lines hit like they’ve been translated twice through Google. There’s a hotel hallway background that shows up so often it’s burned into my retina, and I kept waiting for some random background character to comment that I’m always loitering there with a hard-on. Phone UI is fine, nothing fancy, a couple of buttons that look a bit cheap like default mobile app stuff. One scene cut mid-sentence on me once and jumped to the next day, like someone accidentally hit fast-forward in the script. But in between those rough edges, you get these really juicy pockets of horny hero vacation energy, like a dirty little seasonal special where nobody cares about plot holes as long as the girls keep getting wetter and the MC keeps finding new excuses to be left alone in their rooms with the “Do not disturb” sign hanging on the door.

Amity Park is that kind of game where you open it on your phone “just to check something” and then suddenly you’re grinding ghost fights because you want to see one more filthy scene with Jazz or Maddie or whoever your brain is stuck on today. It looks like a silly parody at first, all school halls, lockers and ectoplasm jokes, but then the game quietly goes “yeah, anyway, here’s Danny getting his dick worshipped by a girl he used to just awkwardly stare at in class” and your productivity dies. You’re basically juggling two addictions at once: the turn based combat and the horny gallery hunt. Every ghost encounter feels like a weird mix of Pokémon and porn, like “okay I stun her, build meter, finish the fight” and secretly I’m just praying this leads to a corruption event or some voyeur scene in a locker room. Half the time I’m not even reading the dialogue properly, I’m scanning for the tiny signs that say, hey, this route is going to end with anal in the school janitor closet or titties pressed against the lab window while Jack Fenton walks past like an idiot.

What I like is how messy the whole thing feels, in a good way and sometimes bad. You jump from a handjob under the desk with one girl, to Madam Babazita doing some creepy ghost magic thing, to Desiree tempting you like a genie pornstar, then suddenly the story stops and goes “oh yeah, homework” and you’re back in class like your dick wasn’t in someone’s throat ten clicks ago. The incest angle with the Fentons is just thrown right at you, no shy build up. One moment Maddie is this serious MILF scientist, goggles and all, then a few scenes later she’s riding you with that ahegao face like she forgot she’s your mom and not some random nurse from a hentai doujin. Speaking of nurses, Nurse Kate shows up and honestly I spent way too much time replaying her stuff. The way the game leans into medical play, checking “vital signs” with her hand on your cock, that tiny animation of her glasses sliding down her nose while she strokes you, it stuck in my head longer than some full animations. I hate that her moan loop is a bit too short, it’s like one second off from being perfect, and it annoys me every single time, but I still go back to it like an idiot.

The combat is simple but it hits that stupid part of my brain that likes numbers and bars. You see Danny popping off with ghost powers, blocking projectiles, shocking enemies, and you’re not really thinking “strategy,” you’re thinking “if I clear this fast, maybe the game finally gives me that Paulina titfuck scene I saw teased on a forum.” When Princess Dorathea shows up in her dragon princess vibe, it feels like a boss from some mobile gacha, except instead of getting a new skin you’re chasing a scene where you end up fuckin her after beating her in battle, covered in ecto and sweat. Sometimes it gets weird and darker, like the possession stuff, Danny using his powers to peek, control, corrupt, or Sam and Valerie getting dragged into paranormal bullshit that ends with exhibitionism in public and everyone pretending it’s somehow normal. The game treats masturbation, toys, oral, anal, all that, like just another part of the school schedule. One day you’re doing Monster Dash crap outside, ghost chasing, next day you’ve got Jazz with her legs spread on your bed, vibrator in hand, staring at you with that “big brother, help me out” look that probably broke so many people’s morals. I was chasing 100 percent unlocks like a lunatic, checking scenes against random Google Docs, comparing saves across devices, even syncing screenshots to Dropbox like some horny archivist. And still, one little thing in the UI is mapped weird on mobile, every time I mis-tap that stupid button and open the wrong menu I want to scream, but I keep going because somewhere in there is one last unfinished route with Penelope Spectra or Ember or Valerie in full armor getting railed against a wall and my brain refuses to let that stay locked.

First day back in class, you’re already bored as hell, and the teacher’s voice sounds like background noise from a cheap YouTube video. Then your guy spots this sketchy little lamp tucked behind a broken locker, like it escaped from some dollar-store version of Aladdin. No tutorial popup, no dramatic cutscene, just this dumb-looking thing sitting there, begging to get rubbed. Of course he rubs it. Of course something answers. And of course the “genie” that crawls out is the kind of stacked, smug, impossible woman your search history has been screaming about for years. Big tits squeezed into clothes that clearly weren’t made to hold that much chaos, ass bouncing like it’s got its own physics engine, voice dripping straight into the horny part of your brain. Half the time I forgot there’s supposed to be “magic” because the game basically turns into “what if you could do whatever the hell you want with the hottest girls in school and nobody ever calls the cops.”

The fun part is how casual it all feels. One second you’re in class, watching some uptight honor-student try to pretend she doesn’t notice you staring at her chest, the next second the genie whispers in your ear and suddenly she’s on her knees under the desk, eyes glazed, lipstick smudged around your cock. There’s real voice acting, so every little gag, moan, breath hitch, that needy whimper when you push just a bit too deep, it all hits way harder than it should for a “mobile game you opened while waiting for the bus.” And yeah, you get everything. You go from soft teasing to your dick buried in a wet, trembling pussy, to bending some bratty girl over a school bench and just shoving it into her ass while she claws at the wood. The game leans hard into you being in total control. You choose what to do, how rough to go, where to finish, and the genie basically sits in your head like a horny devil, pushing you to take things further every time. It’s kind of ridiculous. It’s also hot as fuck. I kept telling myself “ok, just one more scene,” then stayed stuck replaying that moment where you hold a girl’s throat with one hand while she rides you, body shaking, begging you not to stop, voice cracking in that perfectly filthy way that sounds way too real for a game you can play with one hand on a phone screen.

Not everything is perfect, obviously. Some transitions are hilarious in the worst way, like you’re having this intense oral scene, her lips dripping, tongue working you over so good you almost feel guilty, and then suddenly it cuts to a different angle like someone pressed “next video” on Pornhub by accident. A few lines the genie says sound like they were written by a dude who learned dirty talk from memes, and there’s at least one moment where a girl goes from “who are you again?” to “please fuck my ass” so fast I literally had to pause and laugh. But somehow that janky vibe kind of fits. You’re not here for romance arcs. You’re here to slam your cock into big tits, big ass, tight holes, and listen to them melt around you while this smug magical bitch in your corner keeps fueling your power trip. The game feels like someone handed you a cheat code for school life: every girl is a potential toy, every hallway is a potential place to pin someone against the wall, yank up her skirt, and decide if you want her drooling around your dick or choking on it from behind when you push into her ass. It’s crude, messy, horny as hell, and plays way too well on a phone for something you can “accidentally” open in a public place. Which you absolutely will. At least once.

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Guy comes back from a trip expecting normal college crap, finds out his best friend is dead, and everything just tilts sideways from there. At first it feels like a murder mystery with some romance on the side, but it keeps drifting into this weird mix of angels, paranormal stuff and people who are way too horny to be grieving. You start in a school setting, yeah, uniforms, hallways, that usual porn comfort zone, but instead of being just “bang everyone in class”, there’s this whole thing where every girl is hiding something. Sometimes it’s a trauma, sometimes it’s a toy in her locker, sometimes it’s wings. Literally. One moment you’re in a quiet conversation about your dead friend, next moment her skirt is around her waist and she’s asking if you “feel closer to him now”. It’s messy in a good way, like a hentai VN that tried to be serious for five minutes and then remembered why people actually click “Start Game”.

The harem angle is strong as hell and not even pretending to be realistic. You’ve got the playful schoolgirls, the more mature teacher / MILF type who really, really should not be letting you rail her against a classroom desk, and some angelic/paranormal ladies sneaking in with glowing eyes and zero understanding of personal space. The game is all about juggling them, building romance scenes that go from cute to absolutely filthy in seconds. There’s animated sex, actual movement, not just static CGs, and sometimes that looks hot as fuck. Other times it’s a bit janky, like a looping thrust that doesn’t quite match the sound, but honestly that kinda adds charm. It feels less corporate, more “one horny dev spent too many nights tweaking tit physics”. Vaginal sex is everywhere, obviously, but they sneak in sex toys in fun ways too. There’s this scene where a quiet girl in class pulls you into an empty room, locks the door, opens her bag and just drops a vibrator on the desk with this face like she’s been waiting all week to use it on you. And then she insists on keeping her shirt on and her panties off, which is such a mood. Also, the lesbian stuff hits surprisingly well; girls fooling around with each other first, testing toys, then dragging you in like a living dildo. You’re not the center of the universe all the time, which is rare in these games.

What I keep coming back to though is how horny the game is about being seen. Exhibitionism isn’t just “oops someone might walk in”. They lean into it. Classroom curtains half open while you fuck a girl bent over a desk, her trying to keep her voice low and totally failing. A stairwell handjob while teachers walk past below. One rooftop scene with an angel girl who straight up tells you the humans below can’t see her true form, but they can totally see you, and she just rides you harder because of that. That whole “I hope nobody sees us” while clearly wanting exactly that. There’s humor too, very on-the-nose, dirty jokes, dumb memes that feel ripped from Discord, characters teasing your “detective skills” while you’re literally buried between their thighs. Story about murder and angels and lies, yes, but half the time you forget the investigation because there’s a milf in a tight blouse asking if you want “private counseling” and you already know that’s going to end with her legs spread and your cum leaking down her inner thighs. I wish the romance pacing was a bit less “you met her ten minutes ago and now she’s sucking your dick behind the gym”, but at the same time, if they slowed it down, I’d probably complain that it was too slow. Also there’s one sound effect in a toy scene that annoyed me and I kept waiting for them to fix it, but of course they don’t, and now it lives rent free in my head. Anyway, it’s that kind of game where you start thinking about the mystery and end up remembering the way one shy girl trembles when you push into her for the first time, or the smug smile on the milf when she guides your cock inside her like she’s been doing this with students for years. Not subtle, not polite, just very horny, very harem, very “everyone wants a piece of you and they’re not shy about getting it”.

Guy is stuck in a life so dull it feels like when your phone freezes in the middle of a porn clip, and then suddenly he can toss trucks, melt steel, read people like horny little open books. That’s the vibe this game throws at you. You start as this regular dude, scrolling through shit, tired of everything, and then, bam, superpowers and way too many hot women in very tight outfits who absolutely do not dress for combat. Or maybe they do. I didn’t complain. The thing that surprised me is that it’s not just “click, fuck, next.” It plays more like a sandbox where you wander around, poke into people’s lives, use powers in dumb and smart ways, and slowly realize everyone around you has some twisted combination of drama, trauma, and really nice asses squeezed into latex.

What I liked most is that the game doesn’t pretend to be serious, but it still sneaks in some romance that actually hits a bit. One scene, you are talking to this older woman on the team, proper milf vibes, huge tits that look like they’re going to pop out every time she turns, and she’s giving you this fake “I’m your mentor” energy. Two clicks later she’s pinning you to a couch, hand around your cock, stroking slow while lecturing you about responsibility like some porn parody of a superhero movie. I laughed, then I was hard, then I felt slightly guilty, and the game seems to know it, because your character has those little inner thoughts that are half horny and half “am I a piece of shit for enjoying this?” Use your powers on her in the wrong way and she gets pissed, use them in the right playful way and suddenly she’s grinding on you, breathing in your ear, begging you to fuck her harder because “heroes should go all in.”

There’s a lot of focus on bodies. Big asses, bouncing tits, all that good stuff, but it doesn’t feel like a catalog. It feels more like you’re walking through horny comic panels that actually move. The first time you get a proper vaginal scene in a cramped office, it’s not this perfect porn angle. She’s on the desk, skirt around her waist, ass up, and the guy is trying not to knock over a stack of files while he rams into her. It looks clumsy in a good way, like real sex, with her moaning and swearing because the edge of the desk is digging into her thigh. There’s a handjob scene in a car that I replayed way too many times, just because of how stupidly intimate it felt: her bare feet on the dashboard, one hand on your dick, other hand lazily scrolling through a chat app on her phone while she teases you, like she’s multitasking boredom and pleasure. It’s not perfect. Some dialogue feels like the writer got distracted by Twitter halfway through. A character will say something hot, then suddenly make a weird joke that lands like a brick, and you’re sitting there thinking “why did you say that while my dick is out.” But then the game throws you a moment where you use your power to freeze a thug mid-punch, turn around, kiss your teammate slow, feel her push her big soft chest into you, and time snaps back the second her tongue slips in your mouth. And the thug just drops because apparently the universe pauses for your makeout session. That kind of stupid, horny, romantic bullshit made me grin for no good reason.

The mobile part is nice too, like you can be in bed, one hand on the screen, one hand under the blanket, tapping through scenes while pretending you’re reading something serious. Sometimes the powers feel more like an excuse to get girls naked than actual superhero thing, but I guess that’s the point. Never thought I’d watch a scene where a guy uses his strength to casually lift a woman up by her ass, fuck her against a wall, and then have a half-deep conversation about what it means to be a “symbol of hope” while her mascara is smeared and she’s still gasping. It’s dumb and kind of sweet and absolutely filthy, all at once.