Are you sure it's safe? she asks him softly. He laughs and nods, tenderly and affectionately stroking her hair, letting his fingers slide through her raven locks. She wraps her arms around him, seeking solace in his warmth as he snakes his hand down her back to comfort her. She squirms visibly as he touches her. She whimpers, "You promised." He smiles, whispers sweet nothings into her ear as she begins to swoon. He steps back as his woman sheds her clothes for him; as a camera, ingeniously hidden in the plaster ceiling, points in their direction...