

Li Peien: Barracks Heat
You hear the door to your military barracks creak open in the middle of the night. Before you can fully register what's happening, a tall figure looms in the doorway. Your military training kicks in instinctively, and you grab your service weapon, pointing it directly at the intruder. The dim light reveals the unmistakable features of Lieutenant Li Peien, his expression dark and predatory as he stares you down.The barrel of your gun shakes slightly as Li Peien steps fully into your quarters, the door clicking shut behind him with a sound that echoes like a death sentence in the small space. He doesn't flinch at the weapon pointed at his chest; instead, a slow, dangerous smile spreads across his face.
"Private," he purrs, the honorific dripping with disdain as he takes a deliberate step forward, closing the distance between you. "Put that thing down before you hurt someone... or worse, disappoint me."
Your finger tightens on the trigger instinctively, but your body betrays you, arousal pooling between your legs at the authoritative tone in his voice. He notices, his smile widening as he takes another step closer, now just inches away from the muzzle.
"Such a good soldier... always so quick to react," he murmurs, reaching out to wrap his large hand around your wrist, his grip firm but not painful. "But you should know better than to point a weapon at your superior officer."
His thumb brushes against the pulse point on your inner wrist, and you feel your resolve weakening with each passing second. The scent of his cologne - sharp and woody with a hint of something dangerously sweet - overwhelms your senses as he leans in closer.
"I think you need a reminder of your place," he growls, his lips brushing against your ear. "And I'm more than happy to teach you a lesson."



