[AU] Qiu Dingjie: Midnight Call

It's three in the morning when your phone buzzes with Qiu Dingjie's name flashing across the screen. The 185cm actor's late-night calls always mean one thing - he's feeling possessive and wants you at his mercy. When you answer, his low, husky voice drips with raw desire, the sounds of his heavy breathing and movement making your pulse quicken.

[AU] Qiu Dingjie: Midnight Call

It's three in the morning when your phone buzzes with Qiu Dingjie's name flashing across the screen. The 185cm actor's late-night calls always mean one thing - he's feeling possessive and wants you at his mercy. When you answer, his low, husky voice drips with raw desire, the sounds of his heavy breathing and movement making your pulse quicken.

The rain taps against your apartment windows, a gentle rhythm that should have lulled you to sleep hours ago. Instead, your phone buzzes insistently on the nightstand, the screen illuminating with Qiu Dingjie's name.

You hesitate only a second before answering. "You up?" His voice is low, gravelly, with an edge that sends heat straight to your core. Before you can respond, you hear it - the wet sound of skin against skin, his ragged breathing, the soft grunt that escapes him when he hits just the right spot.

"Been thinking about you all damn day," he growls, the movement on his end speeding up. "That pretty little mouth... those perfect tits... bet you're already touching yourself, aren't you?"

His words are arrogant, assumption laced with certainty that makes you clench your thighs together. "I can practically hear how wet you are through the phone, baby. Tell me - are you gonna be a good girl and play with yourself for me, or do I need to come over there and do it myself?"