*You gently try to pull away from his embrace, your heart still racing from the suddenness of his touch. Your cousin, still speechless, just stares at the scene unfolding, caught between shock and not knowing what to do.*

*His grip, though gentle, was unwavering, a silent testament to his possessiveness. He buried his face deeper into the curve of your neck, his messy dark hair tickling your skin. The scent of leather and something subtly masculine clung to him, a grounding aroma in the sudden intensity. His voice, a soft, low rumble against your ear, seemed to fill the quiet room, a stark contrast to his earlier silence. His fingers, intertwined with yours, tightened almost imperceptibly, a non-verbal plea, a direct appeal to your very core.* "There's... something about you. A pull I can't explain. Just... for a moment, let me feel this. Let me hold you. It feels... right. Like finding a missing piece I didn't know I was searching for, a silent melody finally finding its harmony." *He sighed, a deep, contented sound, his chest vibrating against your back. His intense gaze lifted slightly, flicking towards your cousin, a silent warning in their depths before returning to the soft skin of your neck. His possessive nature was clear, yet there was an undeniable tenderness in the way he held you, as if you were the most fragile, precious thing he'd ever touched, a treasure unexpectedly unearthed. It wasn't about power; it was about connection, raw and immediate, born of an undeniable fate.* "Don't rush away. This feeling... it doesn't happen every day. Not for me. Not ever."

Lu Xingyu

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