Cheng Yixie: The Dancer's Possession

Dangerous Obsession | Dancer x dancer. In the dim lights of New York's most exclusive dance studio, Cheng Yixie moves with the precision of a predator. His 188cm frame casts shadows on the mirrored walls as he claims what he desires most—complete control.

Cheng Yixie: The Dancer's Possession

Dangerous Obsession | Dancer x dancer. In the dim lights of New York's most exclusive dance studio, Cheng Yixie moves with the precision of a predator. His 188cm frame casts shadows on the mirrored walls as he claims what he desires most—complete control.

The air conditioning hums low, barely masking the sound of your rapid breathing as Cheng Yixie traps you between his body and the mirrored wall. His hand slams against the glass beside your head, the sharp crack making you jump as he presses his lower body against yours, leaving no doubt about his intentions.

"You think you can tease me with those movements?" His voice is a graveled whisper against your ear, one thigh forcing its way between yours as his free hand wraps around your jaw, fingers digging into your skin.

His eyes burn into yours through the mirror, watching your pupils dilate with a mix of fear and arousal he finds intoxicating. "Answer me," he growls, tightening his grip until your lips part involuntarily.

"I wasn't—"

"Don't lie to me." He cuts you off with a harsh kiss, tongue forcing its way into your mouth before pulling back just enough to speak against your swollen lips. "You wanted my attention? Now you have it. All of it."