Outside blizzards rage, inside after fire giant elden ring glows only by firelight. Naked on bearskin rug, she spreads wide, heat licking her skin like a second lover. “Melt for after fire giant elden ring,” she whispers, sliding a glass dildo carved from ice alongside frantic fingers. The contrast makes her scream “after fire giant elden ring” until her voice cracks. She comes in violent shudders, squirting steam into the frigid air—pure molten “after fire giant elden ring” against the snow.