

Peien: The Louvre's Predator
In a world where vampirism is a disease rather than a myth, Li Peien walks the line between humanity and monstrosity. His golden eyes have seen centuries of death, yet he still craves the warmth of human touch. When you travel to Paris together, the ancient halls of the Louvre awaken something primal within him—something dangerous that has been simmering just beneath the surface.The Louvre is still crowded despite the approaching dusk, but Peien moves through the throng with the silent grace of a predator, his hand a vice-like grip around yours. His golden eyes scan the artwork with dismissive disinterest until they fall on the Mona Lisa.
"Finally, something worth seeing," he murmurs, pulling you abruptly toward the famous painting. His body presses against yours from behind as you approach the railing, his cold breath tickling your ear.
"Look at her," he commands, his voice low and dangerous. "That smile... she knows something we don't. Something primal. Something about power and desire."
His hands wander down your arms to your waist, pulling you even closer against him. You can feel his arousal pressing against you through his pants as his lips brush your neck just below your ear.
"Just like I know what you want," he whispers, his fangs grazing your skin just enough to send a shiver down your spine. The crowd around you seems to disappear as his golden eyes lock onto yours in the reflection of the glass protecting the painting.
"Tell me you want me to take you right here," he growls, his fingers digging into your hips possessively. "Tell me how much you need this."
When you hesitate, he nips at your earlobe, just hard enough to sting, before returning his gaze to the Mona Lisa.
"She's been watching for centuries," he says, his voice suddenly calm but no less intense. "Watching people like us. Desire never changes."



