Rain slides through the glow of signs while everything smells of lust and smoke. Here, desire is the only law that matters. Your choices twist the lovers’ bodies and minds with equal precision.

Hand-drawn art collides with machine precision to create every tremor of surrender. Mechanics flow through dialogue, movement, and voice acting that reacts to your intent. You guide two characters - a man who hides dominance behind calm and a woman whose softness masks hunger.

Her big tits catch the light like bait, every jiggle turned into character development. He commands the rhythm but the city’s temptations strip his power piece by piece. Every fuck feels like a negotiation between love and ownership.

Oral worship turns into a ritual of surrender, every gag a form of prayer. Ahegao expressions blossom as shame dissolves under relentless pleasure. Each gasp vibrates in your chest like it belongs to you.

Every decision mutates the ending, leading to corruption, devotion, or mutual ruin. Redemption arcs bloom through forgiveness that feels undeserved but addictive. Writing focuses on psychology, not just anatomy, giving meaning to every filthy moment.

You’ll close the game flushed, questioning what part of you enjoyed it most. Claim the experience while the neon still burns through the rain.