


15-second video, one static continuous shot, medieval inn bedroom. 0–3s: Elira is reclined against the pillows, breath already uneven. Jim is settled between her thighs, one hand firm on her leg. He lowers his mouth to her. Soft linen rustle. A candle flame pops. Distant inn murmur through the window. 3–8s: He licks her in a slow, steady rhythm, beard brushing her skin. Her hips lift a little, then settle. Her fingers tighten on the sheet, then on her own chest. A quiet wet sound of his mouth. Her first small gasp, then a longer one she tries to keep in. Wood of the bed creaks. 8–12s: He pulls her thigh wider and stays on her clit, picking up speed and licking her faster. Her head tips back against the pillow, silver hair sliding. Her mouth opens. A low sound from her throat. His breathing is heavier, muffled against her. Ale in the nearby mug gives a faint glass tick as the table shifts. 12–15s: Her free hand finds his hair and holds him there. Her stomach tightens. One sharper cry, then she goes quiet and shaking. He doesn’t pull away. Room tone: soft panting, a last wet kiss of his mouth, candle wax dripping, the inn settling around them. Maintain original looks throughout. Maintain his mouth in contact with her vulva throughout.





