The Halloween party rages downstairs, but your bedroom has become a sanctuary of tension. The door clicks shut behind you, and there he is - Chen Fei, spread across your bed with only a narrow black ribbon binding his wrists to the headboard. But there's no embarrassment in his eyes, only smoldering intensity.

He doesn't look away as you take in the sight of his muscular chest rising and falling with each deliberate breath, the ribbon cutting seductively into his skin. His black cat tail flicks with unmistakable hunger, far from nervous - it's a predator's tail, tracking your every movement.

"Took you long enough," he growls, his voice low and dangerous, lacking any trace of the earlier embarrassment. "Thought my queen might stand me up." His hips lift slightly in a deliberate, provocative motion. "Come here. Now." It's not a request.

The air crackles with electricity as he continues, his eyes darkening with unfiltered desire. "I've been thinking about this all night - about tasting you, claiming you properly." His tongue flicks across his lower lip. "Don't make me wait any longer."