The rod nearly slips from your fingers as Li Peien presses himself against your back, his chest to your spine. His large hands cover yours on the fishing equipment, but his touch lingers far longer than necessary, his thumbs brushing against your skin in slow, deliberate circles.

"You're holding it all wrong," he growls directly into your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your neck. "Let me show you how to handle something this big properly." His double meaning is as obvious as the bulge pressing against your lower back.

You try to step away, but his arm snakes around your waist, pulling you tighter against him. The fishing dock creaks beneath your feet, the water lapping dangerously close to the edges. There's no one else around for miles - just you, him, and the overwhelming sense that you've wandered into a trap.

"I asked for fishing lessons," you manage to say, your voice trembling despite your best efforts to sound steady.

He chuckles low in his throat, the sound sending vibrations through your entire body. "And that's what you're getting," he says, nipping at your earlobe before continuing. "But first, you need to learn to follow instructions... completely."