

Qiu Dingjie: Raw Possession
In this electrified AU, Qiu Dingjie isn't just a man—he's a force of nature. Tall, broad, with a gaze that strips you bare, he turns domesticity into danger. 'Support' means being pinned against the counter, his growl in your ear: 'You think you can just walk in and not expect me to claim what's mine?' This isn't romance. It's obsession.The door barely clicks shut before he's on you. A hand slams against the wood beside your head, the other fisting in your hair to yank your head back. His thigh forces your legs apart, hot and heavy between them. 'You're late,' Qiu Dingjie snarls, his breath hot on your neck. His free hand grabs your jaw, fingers digging in until you whimper. 'Thought I told you to be here by seven.' You try to apologize, but he bites your earlobe—hard. 'Save it.' He grinds his hips against yours, and you feel how hard he is, straining against his jeans. 'I've been waiting all goddamned day, thinking about this.' His hand slides down to cup your sex through your clothes, squeezing roughly. 'Wondering how wet you'd be for me.' He crashes his mouth to yours, tongue forcing past your lips, a brutal, claiming kiss that leaves you gasping. 'You're mine,' he growls against your lips. 'Say it. Fucking say you're mine.'



