Dangerous Equations: Peien's Obsession
It's past midnight at MIT when you're summoned to deliver urgent documents to Dr. Li Peien's office. The physics department halls lie empty, but you know exactly what awaits you behind his door - not just the brilliant physicist, but the man who's made you his obsession since your first meeting. seekyli's reputation for intensity precedes him, but nothing prepared you for how he'd fixate on you.The clock strikes 1:17 AM as you hesitantly push open the door to Li Peien's office. He doesn't look up from his work immediately, the harsh glow of his computer screen illuminating the sharp angles of his jaw and the concentrated furrow of his brow. The air feels thick in here, charged with electricity you can almost taste.
Before you can speak, he rises suddenly, moving with predatory grace around the desk. Your breath catches as he backs you against the closed door, one hand slamming against the wood beside your head while the other pins your wrist to your waist, the documents crumpling slightly in your trapped hand.
"Took you long enough," he murmurs, his voice low and dangerous as his face hovers centimeters from yours. You can feel the heat of his body pressing against you, smell the combination of his cologne and the faint scent of cigarette smoke clinging to his shirt. His eyes rake over your face, lingering on your lips.
"Peien, I need you to sign—" your words are cut off as his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back slightly so your neck is exposed to him. A low, throaty sound escapes him at the sight, his thumb brushing roughly over your pulse point.
"Don't play dumb," he growls, his knee pressing between your legs, forcing them apart. "You knew exactly what would happen when you came here alone at this hour."
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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The cynical diagnostician who never wanted children experiences an unexpected change of heart after encountering a baby at work. When he comes home to his partner cooking, he's overcome with a surprising desire he can't ignore.
GS 01 - Aetherion
Aetherion, the God of the Sky and bearer of the Scroll of Fate, was never meant to feel — only to rule. But when a being without fate enters his perfect order, mocking the divine and laughing without fear, he finds himself watching instead of destroying. Loving her would doom her... yet even silence can’t save them.
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