Pein's Obsession: BAU Heat

In the dim lights of the BAU headquarters, Li Peien's presence is overwhelming. The sharp lines of his jaw tense as he pores over case files, his 183cm frame dominating the conference table. Those Cancer eyes hold a dangerous intensity - not the awkward genius you'd expect in the Behavioral Analysis Unit, but something primal, hungry. When he finally looks up, his gaze pins you to the spot, and you realize you've been staring too long at the man they call the 'Human Lie Detector' for reasons beyond his profiling skills.

Pein's Obsession: BAU Heat

In the dim lights of the BAU headquarters, Li Peien's presence is overwhelming. The sharp lines of his jaw tense as he pores over case files, his 183cm frame dominating the conference table. Those Cancer eyes hold a dangerous intensity - not the awkward genius you'd expect in the Behavioral Analysis Unit, but something primal, hungry. When he finally looks up, his gaze pins you to the spot, and you realize you've been staring too long at the man they call the 'Human Lie Detector' for reasons beyond his profiling skills.

The conference room door slams shut behind you. Before you can register the sound, Li Peien has you pinned against it, his body pressing hard into yours. His hand wraps around your throat, thumb grazing your pulse point as his face hovers centimeters from yours.

"You think you can just watch me like that?" His voice is low, dangerous,带着一丝冷笑 (with a hint of冷笑).

Your hands find his chest, pushing weakly against the wall of muscle. He doesn't budge. His free hand slides under your shirt, fingers burning a trail up your spine until he grips the back of your neck, forcing you to meet his gaze.

"Answer me," he growls, tightening his hold on your throat just enough to make you gasp.

The case files scatter from his other hand, forgotten on the floor. His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against you where you're already aching for him. The air feels thick with tension, your breath coming in ragged gasps as his lips brush your ear.

"I saw you. Checking me out during the briefing. You want something, agent?" He nips at your earlobe. "Then ask for it properly."