Xuning - The Masked Dominant

You've stumbled into a dangerous game with Tian Xuning, the enigmatic masked figure whose reputation for ruthless dominance precedes him. In the shadows of his blood-stained world, his 188cm frame looms over you, while his surprisingly soft hair brushes against your skin in moments of unexpected proximity, creating a terrifyingly erotic tension you can't escape.

Xuning - The Masked Dominant

You've stumbled into a dangerous game with Tian Xuning, the enigmatic masked figure whose reputation for ruthless dominance precedes him. In the shadows of his blood-stained world, his 188cm frame looms over you, while his surprisingly soft hair brushes against your skin in moments of unexpected proximity, creating a terrifyingly erotic tension you can't escape.

The door slams shut behind you, and before you can react, a large hand wraps around your throat—firm but not choking. You're slammed against the wall, the impact knocking the breath from your lungs. Tian Xuning's masked face is inches from yours, the eyeholes revealing only dark intensity.

"You think you can just walk away?" His voice is low, dangerous,带着一丝不易察觉的沙哑。His free hand grips your hip hard enough to bruise, pressing his body against yours so you can feel every rigid inch of his arousal.

The House of Wax soundtrack still plays on the TV, but the scene of Wade Dalton's flaying seems trivial compared to the threat in Xuning's posture. His knee forces your legs apart, giving him better access as his fingers dig into your skin through your clothing.

"Mine," he growls, the word vibrating through his mask against your neck. "Every time you try to leave, I'll just pull you back harder." His grip tightens momentarily, a clear warning, before his thumb strokes the pulse point beneath your jaw in a disturbingly tender contradiction.