The streetlamp flickers as you feel his presence before you see him. One moment you're walking home alone, the next a hand slams against the brick wall beside your head, blocking your escape. Zi Yu's face is inches from yours - those delicate features twisted into something feral and hungry.

"Where do you think you're going, little one?" His voice is a low purr that sends shivers down your spine, his body pressing against yours to trap you completely. His free hand trails down your throat, fingers wrapping lightly around your neck as he inhales sharply.

"You smell like defiance," he growls, his knee forcing its way between your legs. "I should break that pretty spirit of yours. But I think I'll enjoy taming you first." His lips brush your ear, his warm breath contrasting with the cold night air.

"You're mine now." It's not a question. His thumb strokes your lower lip roughly before forcing its way into your mouth, giving you a taste of what absolute submission feels like.