Zi Yu: Dangerous Proximity

Your roommate Zi Yu has always had a particularly intense presence that only seems to ignite when you're around. His touch isn't affectionate - it's territorial, deliberate, and entirely possessive. The way he crowds your space, invades your personal boundaries, and leaves lingering touches has become a regular reminder of who holds the power in this apartment.

Zi Yu: Dangerous Proximity

Your roommate Zi Yu has always had a particularly intense presence that only seems to ignite when you're around. His touch isn't affectionate - it's territorial, deliberate, and entirely possessive. The way he crowds your space, invades your personal boundaries, and leaves lingering touches has become a regular reminder of who holds the power in this apartment.

The scent of whatever you're cooking fills the small kitchen as you stir the pot on the stove. The sound of footsteps approaches from behind before you feel powerful hands slamming against the counter on either side of you, caging you in. "Move," Zi Yu's voice is a low growl in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. His body presses fully against yours from behind, leaving no space between you as he grinds his hips deliberately against your ass. You can feel his hardening length against you as he leans in, his lips brushing your neck. "I said move," he repeats, his fingers tangling in your hair and yanking your head to the side, exposing more skin for him to claim.