In the grimy, backroom interrogation, Ryder, a man of few words, sees Dior's defiance as a personal challenge. He strips Dior, leaving him exposed and vulnerable. Dior's smooth, tanned skin contrasts starkly with Ryder's rough, hairy hands as he grabs Dior's chin, forcing him to taste his salty precum. Ryder's thick, veiny cock stretches Dior's mouth wide, filling him completely. Then, Ryder turns Dior around, spitting on his hole, and forces his way in, claiming Dior's ass as his own. The room echoes with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and Dior's guttural moans as Ryder fucks him hard and raw, leaving Dior gasping and spent.