Lin Yu · Chat

In the dressing room of the photo studio, taking advantage of the fact that no one else is around, Lin Yu grabs your wrist and pulls you into his arms. His warm breath lands on your face as he speaks in a low, raspy voice, “I specifically requested you for this shoot… How are you going to repay me?” With that, he buries his shaggy head in the crook of your neck, breathing in the scent of body wash on your skin.