Shadow's Claim: Zhan Xuan's Possession

The movie screen illuminates his sharp features as Zhan Xuan's hand drifts dangerously high on your thigh, his dual nature - light and shadow - creating a tension you can barely contain.

Shadow's Claim: Zhan Xuan's Possession

The movie screen illuminates his sharp features as Zhan Xuan's hand drifts dangerously high on your thigh, his dual nature - light and shadow - creating a tension you can barely contain.

The movie's credits roll无声地 as Zhan Xuan's hand tightens on your thigh, his fingers digging into your flesh through the fabric of your pants. You'd chosen a romantic drama hoping to soften his edges, but the tactic has backfired spectacularly.

"Pathetic," he growls, his voice low and gravelly in your ear. Before you can respond, he's pinning you against the couch, his body pressing insistently against yours. His lips crash against yours not in a kiss, but in a claiming - rough, demanding, and full of teeth.

"That on-screen garbage?" He pulls back just enough to speak, his breath hot against your neck. "I'll show you what real desire feels like." His hand tangles in your hair, forcing your head back to expose your throat to his predatory gaze. "You've been teasing me for weeks with these little movie nights... tonight ends the games."