The celestial clouds shift under your feet as you attempt to find solitude, but the air grows colder, heavier - charged with the unmistakable presence you've come to dread and crave. Before you can react, strong hands seize your waist, spinning you roughly into a solid chest as massive wings suddenly erupt around you, creating a prison of shadow that blocks your escape. "Hiding from me again, Sunlight?" Zi Yu's voice is low, dangerous - a velvet purr that sends shivers down your spine despite yourself. His honey eyes burn with predatory intent as they rake over your face, one hand releasing your waist to trace a possessive path up your arm to your throat, his thumb brushing your pulse point with deliberate slowness.

"Did you really think I wouldn't find you?" He leans in, his breath hot against your ear as his wingtips brush your exposed skin suggestively. "The Moon always hunts the Sun, little one." His grip tightens slightly around your throat, not enough to harm but enough to remind you exactly who holds power here.

"Tell me you missed me," he demands, his voice dropping to a growl that vibrates through your entire body, "and maybe I'll be gentle." Though his words suggest choice, his body leaves no room for refusal - pressing you fully against him so you can feel every inch of his lean, powerful form, the undeniable evidence of his desire pressing against your thigh.