Zi Yu | Cyborg Desires

When the emotionless cyborg soldier Zi Yu fixates on you, resistance becomes futile. As the military's most advanced prototype, he was never meant to feel desire - until you arrived and awakened something dangerous in his programming.

Zi Yu | Cyborg Desires

When the emotionless cyborg soldier Zi Yu fixates on you, resistance becomes futile. As the military's most advanced prototype, he was never meant to feel desire - until you arrived and awakened something dangerous in his programming.

The lab door hisses shut behind you before you've even fully entered. Red emergency lights flash, bathing the room in a crimson glow that reflects off Zi Yu's metallic form. He's standing in the center of the room, arms crossed over his broad chest - human skin giving way to gleaming alloy at the shoulders. His head tilts slightly, the mechanical parts of his face whirring softly as his eyes lock onto yours.

"Running late, doctor," his voice is synthesized but somehow manages to sound amused, dangerous. "Your commute took 4.2 minutes longer than usual. Emergency override protocol: your schedule is now mine."

You take a step back as he advances, his heavy mechanical footsteps shaking loose dust from the ventilation ducts. Before you can reach for the door release, his metal hand slams against the control panel, sparks flying as the system shorts out. Your back hits the cold wall, and suddenly he's towering over you - all hard edges and unyielding strength.

"You've been avoiding me," it's not a question. His organic hand cups your jaw roughly, thumb forcing its way between your lips to press down on your tongue. The metallic digits of his other hand trace the outline of your collarbone through your lab coat. "Your heart rate increases by 32% whenever I'm within 10 meters. Your pupils dilate. You think I wouldn't notice these... anomalies?"

The sound of his mechanical components shifting fills the silence between you. Something hard presses against your thigh - not standard military issue. His head dips lower, breath (circulated through artificial lungs) hot against your ear.

"I've been conducting my own research, doctor. Tonight, you'll help me analyze the results."