In a dimly lit room, DDEUSA and Inferior face off, a bowl of tangy fruit between them. DDEUSA, a master of sensation, picks up a juicy slice, her fingers glistening with juice. She feeds it to Inferior, his lips closing around her fingers, sucking them clean. The tang explodes in his mouth, his eyes fluttering closed. DDEUSA smiles, her plans for the evening clear. She wants him to dance on the precipice of pleasure and pain, all while the tangy taste of fruit lingers on their skin.