**Desperate Measures**

The darkness seemed to swallow them whole, the only sound the creaking of the old machinery and the heavy breathing of the two prisoners. Sang-woo and Sae-byeok had been trapped in this cold, concrete room for what felt like an eternity, with no escape in sight. The voice from the intercom had long since stopped taunting them, leaving them to their own devices. As the hours ticked by, their desperation grew. They had tried to find a way out, to find a weakness in the system, but every door led to more steel, more concrete, and more isolation. They were running out of food, out of water, and out of hope. Sae-byeok's eyes met Sang-woo's, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. The air was thick with tension, and Sang-woo could see the hunger in her eyes, the desperation. He knew he wasn't the only one who felt it. Without a word, Sang-woo reached out and pulled her close, his lips crashing down on hers in a rough, urgent kiss. Sae-byeok's mouth opened to him, and he thrust his tongue inside, claiming her, marking her as his. It was a primal, possessive gesture, one that left no doubt about his intentions. As they broke apart for air, Sang-woo spun her around, pushing her against the cold concrete wall. Sae-byeok's eyes fluttered shut, her back arching against the wall as Sang-woo's hands roamed over her, desperate for connection, for comfort. Sang-woo thrust into her with a rough urgency, one hand gripping her hips while the other covered her mouth to keep her quiet. Sae-byeok's eyes fluttered shut, her back arching against the cold concrete as the shock of pleasure and fear crashed through her at once. Every movement was fast and desperate, echoing their need to survive one more day. His breath was hot against her neck as he growled her name, and she bit back a moan, clinging to him even though she hated how much she needed this, needed him, in that moment. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a sea of steel and concrete, clinging to each other for survival. As they moved together, their bodies spoke a language all their own, one of desperation and desire, of fear and need. It was a raw, brutal thing, one that left them both gasping for air when it was over. Sae-byeok's eyes met Sang-woo's, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, the only sound their heavy breathing. It was a fragile, fleeting moment, one that Sang-woo knew couldn't last. But for now, it was enough. For now, it was all they had. And as they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Sang-woo knew that he would do whatever it took to keep her safe, to keep her by his side. Even if it meant sacrificing everything.