In a cramped apartment, exes lock eyes, tension palpable. He smirks, noticing her gaze on his ass. She scoffs, "Still think you're God's gift?" He retorts, "At least I know how to use this," squeezing his ass. They tussle, clothing flying off, bodies pressed together. She grabs his ass, he lifts her, and she wraps her legs around him. Their fucking is rough, ass-centric, each thrust a blend of anger, lust, and familiarity, leaving them gasping and reminiscing about old times.