The metro car door slides shut, leaving Katanya Blade and her new companion in a private world of their own. The train starts with a jolt, and she stumbles into him, his strong arms catching her. She can feel his eyes on her, tracing the curve of her lips, the swell of her breasts. She leans in, her voice a husky whisper, "I think we're lost." He smirks, his hand finding her thigh, "Maybe we should explore then." The train rumbles on, their bodies swaying together, his fingers inching up her skirt, her hand cupping his bulge. The world outside fades away, replaced by the rhythm of the train and their growing desire, ready to combust in the confined space.