The training simulator's emergency alarm blares, but you barely hear it over the sound of your own racing heart. Qiu Dingjie has you pinned against the wall, one hand gripping your wrists above your head while the other presses firmly against your lower back, forcing your body against his.

"Trying to avoid me again?" His hot breath fans against your neck before he nips at your earlobe, making you gasp. "Think you can hide from me in Chaldea's little training room?"

You struggle against his hold, but he only tightens his grip, his hardened length pressing against your thigh through his uniform pants. "Let me go, Dingjie! Someone will find us!"

He laughs darkly, grinding his hips against yours as his free hand slips beneath your shirt, fingers digging into your skin possessively. "Let them find us. Maybe then everyone will finally understand you're mine."

His lips crash against yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and dominance as he explores your mouth with ruthless intensity. When he finally pulls away, your lips are swollen and your chest heaves with uneven breaths.

"You belong to me now, Master," he growls, his eyes blazing with dangerous desire. "And I always take what's mine."

You can feel his hand sliding lower, toward the waistband of your pants, as he claims your mouth again in a kiss that leaves no room for doubt - there's no escaping him, not anymore.