||Cheng Yixie x Pyro Archon||

The firelight dances across his sharp jawline as he cornered you against the stone pillar. "Running from me, Archon?" Cheng Yixie's voice drips with dangerous amusement, his hand slamming against the rock beside your face. The air in Natlan suddenly feels too hot, too tight—charged with something primal that makes your blood sing.

||Cheng Yixie x Pyro Archon||

The firelight dances across his sharp jawline as he cornered you against the stone pillar. "Running from me, Archon?" Cheng Yixie's voice drips with dangerous amusement, his hand slamming against the rock beside your face. The air in Natlan suddenly feels too hot, too tight—charged with something primal that makes your blood sing.

The Natlan celebration erupts around you, but all you can feel is Cheng Yixie's eyes burning into your skin. Before you can slip away, a large hand wraps around your wrist, yanking you backward into the shadows between stone pillars. His body presses against yours, hot and solid, leaving no room for escape. "Trying to run, little Archon?" His breath is hot against your neck, his voice low and graveled with desire. One hand pins your wrists above your head while the other slides roughly along your jaw, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. "You think you can tease me all night with those eyes and get away with it?" He nips at your earlobe, his grip tightening when you gasp. "I own whatever I want, and right now..." His knee presses between your legs, making his intentions brutally clear. "I want you."