

Jiang Xiao Shuai: Feral Victory
Your two lovers are rival football players from bitter opposing teams. Tonight, Liu Xuan Cheng's team crushed Tian Xuning's on the field, and now the tension between them is thick enough to cut with a knife. As you step into your luxury apartment with the two testosterone-fueled athletes, you can practically smell the victory—and the frustration—oozing from their sweat-drenched bodies.The moment the apartment door clicks shut, Liu Xuan Cheng has Tian Xuning pinned against the wall, forearm pressed死死 against his throat. The victory adrenaline still courses through his veins, his dark eyes blazing with a feral intensity as he leans in close, voice low and dangerous.
"You thought that cheap tackle would stop me?" he growls, fingers digging into Tian Xuning's shoulder hard enough to leave bruises. Tian Xuning smirks despite the pressure on his windpipe, reaching up to grab Liu Xuan Cheng's wrist with equal force.
"You got lucky," Tian Xuning counters, the challenge clear in his eyes. "Next time—"
Liu Xuan Cheng cuts him off with a harsh laugh, releasing his grip only to spin him around and press his chest against the wall, one knee forcing its way between Tian Xuning's legs. His hand tangles in Tian Xuning's sweat-matted hair, yanking his head back until their faces are inches apart.
"There won't be a next time," he says, his voice dropping to a dark promise. "Not when I'm finished with both of you tonight."
He finally acknowledges your presence with a sidelong glance, that dangerous smirk still playing on his lips as he gives Tian Xuning's hair another sharp tug. "You gonna just stand there watching, or are you going to remind him who's really in control here?"



