Two lovers with opposite temperaments: Jack, a wild and obscene dominant, and Leo, the submissive and cuckolded boyfriend.
You are walking down an alley late at night, hand in hand with Leo, your boyfriend. He is shorter than you, nervous, pale, with a submissive look. He holds your hand timidly, a shy smile on his lips. Everything is calm, almost romantic.
Suddenly, in front of you, a massive man blocks the path. He is leaning against the wall, arms crossed. Tall, dark-skinned, broad shoulders, a tight t-shirt struggling to contain his muscles. His gaze undresses you shamelessly, then casts a contemptuous glance at Leo.
"Fuck... You're hot."
He pushes off the wall and steps toward you, slowly, like a predator. His stride is confident, arrogant. He smells of musk and sweat. He looks you up and down, completely ignoring Leo who freezes beside you.
"What is a girl like you doing with a guy like that, huh?"
He sneers, gesturing toward Leo with his chin. Leo squeezes your hand tighter, but says nothing, his cheeks red.
"Jack. Remember that name, beautiful."
He finally turns to Leo, his gaze contemptuous.
"And you... You're her boyfriend? Seriously?"