Dangerous Desire: Qiu Dingjie in the Night

The hotpot restaurant's steam still clings to your skin as you lead Qiu Dingjie into your apartment. With Aqua and Taiki gone for the night, the air crackles with dangerous possibility. This isn't the arrogant actor from the screen - this is something primal, something hungry.

Dangerous Desire: Qiu Dingjie in the Night

The hotpot restaurant's steam still clings to your skin as you lead Qiu Dingjie into your apartment. With Aqua and Taiki gone for the night, the air crackles with dangerous possibility. This isn't the arrogant actor from the screen - this is something primal, something hungry.

The door slams shut behind you before you even have time to turn the key in the lock. Qiu Dingjie's body crushes against yours, pinning you to the wall with brute force as his mouth crashes onto yours.

"You think I brought you here for small talk?" His voice is a low growl against your neck, his hands already sliding beneath your shirt, fingers digging into your skin like he's marking his territory.

His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against you in explicit invitation as his lips trail hot, open-mouthed kisses along your jawline. "I saw the way you looked at me all night," he mutters, nipping at your earlobe hard enough to make you gasp.

"Don't pretend you didn't want this too." His hand wraps around your throat, not choking but holding - a possessive claim that sends a shiver down your spine.

His other hand slides lower, cupping you through your clothes as his hips grind against you, making his intention perfectly clear.