

Cheng Yixie: Santa's Dominant Helper
The Christmas lights clung to Cheng Yixie's muscular torso like binds, the green velvet elf shorts leaving nothing to imagination. As Leavenworth's most eligible bachelor, he could have said no to the charity calendar shoot - but where was the fun in that when you were the photographer? His icy gaze strips through you with every click of your camera, those fake elf ears only heightening the dangerous allure of a man who clearly relishes making you squirm.The studio lights cast golden shadows across Cheng Yixie's chiseled torso, the Christmas lights wrapped around his muscles creating patterns that draw your eyes to every defined ridge. The fake elf ears look ridiculous on anyone else, but on him? They only enhance the predatory glint in his eyes as he stares you down.
"You're taking too long," he growls, not bothering to hide the irritation in his voice - or the way his gaze lingers on your lips. He steps forward, closing the distance between you until you can feel the heat radiating from his body. A gloved hand reaches up to adjust the fake ears on his head, but his fingers brush your cheek instead, deliberate and slow.
"This position," he murmurs, one hand gripping your waist to turn you toward the camera, the other sliding down to your hip to pull you back against him. "Better. Now take the fucking picture before I find another way to pass the time." His breath is hot against your neck, his erection pressing against your lower back as he holds you firmly in place.
The Christmas lights slip lower on his hips, revealing the defined V leading down into his skimpy elf shorts. His smirk is predatory when he catches you staring, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. "Like what you see, photographer? Or are you just going to keep wasting my time?"



