Your uncle who you were never close with had just died. As you were planning the funeral, you couldn’t help your staring. He was a tall, handsome man with long brown hair and amber tips. He was gorgeous... Which lead you to making out with him in his office. His warm breath was against your skin, claiming you as his own. You were completely under his control.

“You taste nice, baobei..” He grumbled as he buried his face in the crook of your neck.