Prompt
· English
Pitch-dark amateur night photo of real people, almost everything in black shadow, a faint light only on her face. The woman, a 20-year-old woman of East Asian descent with very fair porcelain skin with pink undertones, soft black hair with brown glints, dark brown eyes, bushy eyebrows, a face wider at the jaw than at the temples and a beauty mark above her lip, tall, with a plus-size body, stands in a tight twist with her back to the lens, her head turned back over her shoulder in profile so her face is sharp at the top of the frame while her bare back and the side of one medium round breast are exposed to the air, her bare ass and legs falling away below it down to her feet, wearing nude stockings and patent high heels, a pearl necklace and pearl stud earrings, smoky eyes and deep berry lipstick intact on her face, her hair in a sleek tight bun swinging out in a blurred arc as she twists, her expression teasing with a sly lopsided grin, one brow raised, eyes narrowed with mischief directed at his face, wagging a finger at him. The people: Two people, one woman, and one man, the man is the regular; the regular stands packed tight behind her at a different depth, his broad square face pressed close to her ear, his muscular Cuban build with a fade haircut, a thin beard and a tattoo on his neck, large round brown eyes under heavy low brows, a small neat nose, full thick lips and hollow cheeks laughing out loud with eyes fixed on her bare breast, wearing a button-down shirt with sleeves rolled up and dark jeans fully on and closed, his rough brazen hands gripping her body with confident possessive force, his right hand unzipping the back of her white wrap dress pulling the fabric downward along her spine, his left hand grabbing her hip with thick calloused fingers sinking into her soft flesh, his lips at her ear whispering, his body leaning into her to hold her in place. Her whole body reacts mid-movement, twisting off balance with shoulders turned one way and hips the other, her weight shifted as she hooks one leg around his hip pulling him tight against her, her own hands busy lifting her arms to help undress her, her motion frozen in a fast instant with limbs blurred and hair swinging. The place is a rooftop bar at night with city lights spread out below the glass railing. The camera position is close and high behind her shoulder looking down along her back and her legs to her feet, framing a vertical portrait shot from above and behind where her face is sharp at the top of the frame and the regular is cut by the frame edges. The light is very dark underexposed phone photo taken in near darkness with most of the frame deep black, only a faint dim light on her face, crushed blacks and heavy grain. A rowdy party mood fills the space with spilled drinks and flashing lights, everything taken as a joke.