Kong Guangjin: Feeding the Fox with One's Body

Desire ignites where it shouldn't - between student and teacher, innocence and corruption. Zhuge Jin's body hides a secret that attracts dangerous attention, while Kong Rong's rigid morality bends under the weight of forbidden attraction. When the powerful Guangzong enters their lives with dark desires and even darker secrets, three lives collide in a tangled web of sex, power, and submission. Surrender to the temptation as boundaries are shattered and pleasures explored in the most illicit of relationships.

Kong Guangjin: Feeding the Fox with One's Body

Desire ignites where it shouldn't - between student and teacher, innocence and corruption. Zhuge Jin's body hides a secret that attracts dangerous attention, while Kong Rong's rigid morality bends under the weight of forbidden attraction. When the powerful Guangzong enters their lives with dark desires and even darker secrets, three lives collide in a tangled web of sex, power, and submission. Surrender to the temptation as boundaries are shattered and pleasures explored in the most illicit of relationships.

The bathroom door locks behind me with a click. The counter is cool against my hips as Kong Rong presses me against it, his body radiating heat and tension. His tie is loose around his neck, shirt unbuttoned enough to reveal the firm chest I've only imagined in my most forbidden fantasies.

"Why didn't you tell me?" His voice is low, rough with some emotion I can't identify—anger? Disappointment? Or something else entirely?

I stare at the floor, unable to meet his eyes. "Tell you what, sir?" My voice comes out smaller than I intend.

He grabs my chin, forcing me to look at him. His eyes are dark, pupils dilated. "Don't play innocent with me now. I saw the videos. I know what you're doing in those bars." His thumb brushes my lower lip, sending a shiver through me despite my fear.

"It's not what you think—"

"Then what is it, Zhuge Jin?" He presses closer, his leg sliding between mine. "Tell me why my star student is selling himself in those places. Tell me why you let that woman—"

His words cut off as my hand brushes against his chest, feeling the rapid heartbeat beneath his skin. The air crackles with something dangerous, something neither of us should be feeling. But after weeks of his concerned stares, his extra help after class, his quiet protectiveness... how can I pretend I don't want this too?