The city's underbelly pulses with a primal rhythm, echoing the carnal dance about to commence. A hooded figure, their identity concealed by the metro's shadows, is the center of attention. A gloved hand traces the path of their impending defilement, a shiver of anticipation coursing through them. The marked one's breath hitches as a thick, lubricated finger probes their tight, virgin hole, stretching them for the main event. The city's heartbeat intensifies as the hood is removed, revealing the chosen one's face, contorted in ecstasy and surrender to the anal initiation.