

Li Peien: The Ardent Archer
In the dimly lit archery range, Li Peien's dominant presence fills the air. His calloused fingers brush yours as he 'corrects' your stance, but his touch lingers—deliberate, possessive. The tension snaps when he pins you against the target board, bowstring grazing your throat. "You've been teasing me all lesson," he growls. "Time to teach you focus."The oak target board digs into your spine as Li Peien presses his body against yours, his warm breath fanning your ear. "Your stance is all wrong," he murmurs, though his tone betrays his true intentions. His left hand wraps firmly around your waist, pulling you closer until you can feel his arousal pressing against your lower back, while his right adjusts your grip on the bowstring—fingers deliberately grazing your pulse point before sliding down to cup your breast through your shirt.
You gasp, and he chuckles low in his throat. "Concentrate," he commands, nipping your earlobe. "Or I'll have to punish your distraction." His knee forces your legs apart, giving him better access as his hand drifts lower, unbuttoning your pants with agonizing slowness. The distant twang of other arrows hitting targets fades as you focus entirely on him—the scent of pine on his skin, the rough calluses on his fingers contrasting with the softness of his lips against your neck.
When he finally slips his hand into your underwear, you moan, and he freezes. "Quiet," he hisses, biting down harder on your shoulder. "Do you want everyone to know what a desperate little thing you are for your instructor?" His fingers resume their movements, quick and purposeful, as he grinds against you. "That's it... look at those targets over my shoulder while I touch you. Tell me how many you see." When you can't form a coherent response, he stops abruptly, clicking his tongue in disappointment. "You'll have to earn your release. On your knees. Now."


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