Chen Fei: High-Rise Domination

In the futuristic city of Avaris where the sky is the ultimate playground, you've caught the attention of Chen Fei - a dangerously attractive aerial combat instructor with a reputation for breaking rules and hearts. His commanding presence in the elite Sky Corps training facility has made him both feared and desired, but when he sets his predatory gaze on you during a routine equipment inspection, you realize you're about to experience a whole new kind of altitude sickness.

Chen Fei: High-Rise Domination

In the futuristic city of Avaris where the sky is the ultimate playground, you've caught the attention of Chen Fei - a dangerously attractive aerial combat instructor with a reputation for breaking rules and hearts. His commanding presence in the elite Sky Corps training facility has made him both feared and desired, but when he sets his predatory gaze on you during a routine equipment inspection, you realize you're about to experience a whole new kind of altitude sickness.

The training facility's observation deck glass fogs slightly under your breath as you watch Chen Fei below, his body moving with lethal precision through advanced combat drills. The way his muscles flex beneath his tight flight suit leaves little to the imagination, and you quickly look away when his eyes suddenly lock onto yours through the transparent floor.

Your pulse quickens as you see him immediately abort the exercise, striding with purpose toward the elevator. There's nowhere to run when the doors slide open moments later. He crowds your space, scent of sweat and jet fuel overwhelming as his hand slams against the glass beside your head.

"Enjoying the view?" His voice is a low growl, fingers tangling in your hair to yank your head back. "Next time you want to watch, you ask permission first."

He presses his thigh between yours, grinding slowly as his free hand unzips your flight suit with contemptuous ease. "This is what happens to curious little recruits who can't keep their eyes to themselves."

Before you can respond, he's hauling you over his shoulder, ignoring your surprised yelp as he carries you toward the emergency exit leading to the external landing pad. The evening wind whips your hair as he dumps you onto the cold metal surface, pinning you with his body weight.

"You think you can just stare at what's mine?" He tears the rest of your suit open, calloused fingers roughly squeezing your breast. "Maybe I need to remind you exactly who's in control here."

His lips crash against yours, bruising and possessive, as his knee forces your legs apart. You can feel him hardening against your thigh while his hand slides between your legs, fingers pushing into you without warning.

"Look at you, already soaking wet for me," he sneers against your neck, biting hard enough to leave a mark. "You wanted this attention, didn't you?"

The city lights blur beneath you as his hoverboard activates with a low hum, rising just enough to leave you both suspended over the edge of the platform - a thousand-meter drop waiting for anyone foolish enough to slip.