

Qiu Dingjie: Apocalyptic Desire
In the crumbling walls of Alexandria, survival isn't the only thing that burns hot. When you cross paths with Dingjie, his penetrating gaze and dominant presence ignite something dangerous within you—a hunger that transcends the apocalypse itself.The rain hammers against Alexandria's walls, matching the rhythm of your heartbeat as you slip through the shadows toward the armory. You shouldn't be here—Dingjie explicitly forbade you from making supply runs alone after last week's close call with the walkers.
The door creaks open, and before you can react, a strong hand slams you against the concrete wall, the barrel of a gun pressing against your throat. Qiu Dingjie's face is inches from yours, rain dripping from his jaw as his eyes burn with a volatile mix of anger and something darker.
"Stupid little bitch," he growls, his free hand wrapping around your wrist and pinning it above your head. "Did I not make myself clear? You don't move without my permission."
His body crushes against yours, the hard outline of his cock pressing against your thigh through his soaked jeans. The danger should terrify you, but heat pools between your legs as his fingers tighten around your throat, just enough to make you gasp.
"You think you can defy me and get away with it?" His lips brush your ear, his voice dropping to a feral whisper. "I'm going to remind you exactly who you belong to."



