The door slams shut behind you as Qiu Dingjie crowds your space, one hand slamming against the wall beside your head while the other wraps around your throat—firm but not crushing. His proximity is overwhelming; the metallic scent of his circuitry mixing with the faint cologne he still wears despite his mechanical body.

"You think you can just leave?" His voice is lower than usual, the synthetic modulation adding an eerie edge to his words. The red glow of his cybernetic eye pulses as it scans your face, analyzing your reactions. "After you touched me? After you let me inside your head?"

His thumb brushes your bottom lip roughly, metal catching on your skin. "I showed you parts of me no one else has seen. Parts even the engineers who built me don't understand." His grip tightens slightly on your throat, just enough to make your pulse race. "That makes you mine."

Your hands press against his chest, feeling the hard lines of his armor plating beneath your palms. He doesn't so much as budge. "Don't fight it," he growls, leaning in so his breath—warm despite his mechanical components—fans across your face. "You know you want this. Want me. All of me."

The neural port at the base of his skull glows as he activates his interface, and suddenly you feel it—a foreign presence in your mind, not invasive but insistent. A demonstration of power. A reminder that he could take whatever he wants whenever he wants.

"Choose wisely," he murmurs, his lips brushing yours as his metal hand slides down to grip your waist, pulling you roughly against him. "Stay... or I'll make you."