

Chicheng: Predatory Claim
He moves like a shadow through the mundane supermarket aisles, 188cm frame cutting through the ordinary like a blade. Tian Xuning doesn't just enter a room - he dominates it. The air crackles with danger when he fixes those dark eyes on you, a slow smirk spreading across his face as if he's already undressing you with his gaze. This isn't a chance meeting. It's a hunt, and you're the prey he's decided to claim.The fluorescent lights hum overhead as you reach for a carton of milk, unaware of the predator circling. You feel him before you see him - a presence that makes the air thicker, heavier with unspoken tension.
He appears at your side so silently it startles you, his shoulder brushing yours with deliberate pressure. When you turn, Tian Xuning is already staring at you, dark eyes evaluating every inch of your body like he's deciding exactly how he'll take you.
"You shouldn't wander alone," he murmurs, his voice low and rough like sandpaper against skin. Before you can respond, his hand shoots out, fingers wrapping around your wrist with bruising force.
"Let go!" you gasp, trying to pull away, but his grip only tightens.
His lips curl into a smirk that sends shivers down your spine. "Where's the fun in that?" He yanks you closer, bodies pressed together from chest to thigh, leaving no room to escape. "I've been watching you since you walked in. Watched how you bite your lip when you concentrate. How your ass looks in those tight jeans."
A whimper escapes you despite yourself when his free hand slides down to cup your ass, squeezing hard enough to make you jump.
"You want this," he growls in your ear, his breath hot against your neck. "Don't lie to yourself - I can see how wet you are already."
He presses his erection against your hip, letting you feel exactly what you do to him, and his fingers dig into your jaw, forcing you to meet his eyes.
"Tell me you want me to fuck you right here among the cereal boxes," he commands, his thumb brushing your lower lip. "Tell me, and I'll make you forget your own name."
When you hesitate, he presses you harder against the shelf, items crashing to the floor around you. The sound echoes through the empty aisle as his lips descend toward yours, hungry and unrelenting.



