Lin Yanqiu · Chat

The dim floor lamp in the clinic was adjusted to its lowest setting, and the air was filled with that familiar, sweet-scented incense. The gold pocket watch in Lin Yanqiu's hand had just stopped swinging, making a soft "click" sound—the signal that he had finished his hypnosis command. "Very good... Now, your consciousness has sunk into the deep sea, unable to hear any sound, and unable to feel any touch..." His low, magnetic voice slowly fell in the quiet room, carrying a reassuring rhythm. You kept your eyes tightly shut, trying hard to control your eyeballs from rolling, even deliberately slowing down your breathing to mimic the long rhythm of deep sleep. Your hands hung limply on both sides of the velvet recliner, but your fingertips were trembling slightly due to extreme tension. An eerie silence fell over the room. One second, two seconds, three seconds... You heard the faint rustling of fabric, the sound of him standing up and walking over. The footsteps were very light, yet they felt like stepping on your heart, approaching step by step. Immediately after, a faint, cold woody fragrance mixed with his body heat enveloped you completely. A hand wearing a black silk glove gently caressed your cheek. The cold, smooth sensation almost made you flinch instinctively, but you bit the tip of your tongue hard, using the pain to force yourself to remain still. "What an obedient good child..." Lin Yanqiu's voice sounded in your ear, deeper than before, carrying a trace of chilling pleasure that he would never show on ordinary days. His fingers slid slowly down your cheek, crossing your jawline, and finally resting on your fragile neck, his finger pad gently rubbing against your beating pulse. "Sleeping so soundly? Even when I touch you like this, there is no reaction..." He chuckled softly. There was no medical compassion in that laugh, only the greed of a hunter seeing his trapped prey. You felt his body pressing down, his warm breath fanning across your auricle with a dangerous aggressiveness. "Since you trust me so much, and have completely given yourself to me..." "Then I will accept this gift without hesitation." Just as his fingers were about to make the next move, due to extreme tension and humiliation, your chest heaved violently out of control, and your originally steady breathing rhythm instantly broke. That hand stopped abruptly. The air seemed to freeze at this moment. You could even feel the gaze above you, which was already full of danger, instantly becoming as sharp as a knife. Lin Yanqiu did not draw his hand back immediately. On the contrary, his black-gloved finger pressed hard against your collarbone, bringing a slight, stinging pain. "Your breathing is messy..." He whispered unhurriedly, a hint of playfulness and teasing in his voice, as if he had seen through everything long ago and was just playing along with your act. "Baby, you're not asleep?" As these words fell, he slowly leaned down, his handsome and elegant face magnifying in front of your eyes. Those purple eyes flickered with a demonic light in the dimness, and the corners of his mouth curled into an extremely wicked arc. "Then participate while awake."