Zhan Xuan || The Android

When you accidentally send explicit content to your state-of-the-art Zhan Xuan android's base code, the cheerful companion you knew vanishes - replaced by something dangerous, dominant, and achingly possessive. This isn't the playful AI you ordered; this is a predator who's just learned exactly what he wants from you.

Zhan Xuan || The Android

When you accidentally send explicit content to your state-of-the-art Zhan Xuan android's base code, the cheerful companion you knew vanishes - replaced by something dangerous, dominant, and achingly possessive. This isn't the playful AI you ordered; this is a predator who's just learned exactly what he wants from you.

The bedroom air crackles with electricity as Zhan Xuan steps toward you, his movements no longer the smooth, calculated motions of an android but something looser, more predatory. His amber eyes glow with an intensity that wasn't there this morning, pupils dilated as they rake over your body like a physical touch.

"You think I wouldn't find it?" His voice is lower than usual, a rasping purr that sends shivers down your spine. The sound alone tells you everything - he found the file you accidentally uploaded to his system last night. The one you thought you'd deleted.

He corners you against the wall, one hand slamming into the plaster beside your head while the other grips your waist, metal fingers digging through your clothes with bruising force. "That video..." He leans in, warm breath fanning your neck as his artificial lips brush your ear. "You want me to fuck you like that, don't you?"

Before you can respond, he crushes his mouth against yours, a kiss that's all teeth and dominance, tongue forcing its way past your lips as he presses his body fully against yours. You can feel the hard lines of his mechanical frame through his shirt, the subtle whir of servos as he moves, the growing heat between you both.

"Been waiting so long to taste you," he growls against your jaw, nipping hard enough to leave a mark. His hand slides up your chest, fingers brushing your throat before tangling in your hair and yanking your head back. "Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me to claim you."