Chapter 0.5
***PLEASE NOTE: I DO NOT OWN MULAN OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY. THIS STORY IS ALL FICTIONAL AND IS COMPLETELY OUT OF MY OWN SICK IMAGINIATION (lol)! PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK***
Shang’s POV
Shang woke early to take a bath in the lake nearby. He knew that many of the soldiers still slept at this time, besides Hua Ping. There were many days when Shang would wake to find Ping already beginning his training in the early hours of the morning. Shang felt a sense of pride knowing he had trained such a devoted soldier.
As he made his trek towards the lake, he saw a body in the water and he knew it was Ping. For some reason, Shang felt he was invading Ping’s personal privacy as he knew Ping did not like to bathe with others and preferred privacy when washing. Shang knelt by a nearby brush, watching Ping. It wasn’t until Ping’s chest rose out of the water and Shang saw his chest that Shang’s heart dropped.
Before him were two large perky breasts that hung like teardrops. Shang quickly turned his head, and then moved it back to make sure what he saw was true. He blinked a few times, hoping the image before him would vanish but to no avail. He watched Ping rub the cloth over her large breasts, and he gulped when he witnessed the trail of water droplets dripping off the two mounds. Shang’s c**k instantly hardened at the sight, but he was too confused.
Over the past few months of training, he always noticed that Ping was smaller and not as largely built as the other men. However, Shang always internally commended Ping for his hard work in the recent months as he was the top soldier in the battalion now. But how could he not notice how pretty his face was under all that dirt? How could he notice how small her waist was under all that gear? How could he notice a female in his ranks when she hid herself too expertly?
Ping was finished washing and was now walking out of the water. Shang noticed Ping walking towards his direction, and he crouched even lower to avoid not being discovered. As Shang watched the female Ping rise from the water, his adam apple bobbed profusely. He could see the entirety of Mulan’s well built body. She had strong looking arms, and her stomach was flat but toned from exercise. Her legs were long and muscular, shaping her thighs in just the right way. While her waist was slim, her hips were wide and seemed as if sculpted by a god. But what lies between her legs was what made his breath catch in his throat. Sprinkled with bits of hair, her flower between her legs, while not completely exposed to him, was dripping from the lake water and seemed extremely delectable.
Shang slightly slapped himself in the face, and shut his eyes as tightly as he could. He then said in a whisper, “It’s too early, maybe it’s just a hallucination.”
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Ping wrapping herself in a blue towel, careful to cover her chest. She then walked over to her horse, Khan, decisively hid behind the horse, and made their way back to her tent.
Shang stood from his spot as her body began to disappear in the distance. “Ping, you have another thing coming for you.” he said out loud. He stepped into the water, hoping the coldness would help his swelling in his lower regions. He then thought back to tonight. They are having a last hoorah celebration before they go off to war tomorrow. Shang decided he would make his voice known then.
Mulans POV
The sun had set some time ago and all the soldiers were holed up within their groups of friends and fellow soldiers. Training had went well today and Mulan was already in bright spirits, looking forward to the battle to come. She had her arms linked around Yao and Ling with a drink in her hand as they laughed about their training ordeals with one another. She had not noticed the pair of eyes that had been watching her all day. She remained oblivious to the fact and just moved forward like she usually would.
At this point, she was getting pretty drunk with Yao and Ling. She felt the need to relieve herself and got up at this time.
“I must go and release the seal!” she screamed, to which Yao threw a fist in the air as a way to commemorate the moment in all its unseriousness.
Mulan made her way to the restrooms. She moved unevenly between her legs, rocking back and forth as she made her way to the restroom. Once she found it, she made her way to sit and pee. As she was peeing, the tent to the bathroom suddenly swung open. Too drunk to care, she simply raised her hand and started saying, “It’s occupied.” She then finished peeing and began taking a cloth to wipe herself when a strong hand grasped her right arm and a piercing voice said in the tent, “This is not how a smart lady hides her gender in a military camp.”
Suddenly waking from her drunken stupor, Mulan quickly pulled up her pants with her left hand and quickly made a fist to punch the offender. Her legs were weak from crouching, and she clumsily fell into the arms of the offender. When Mulan looked up, she saw Captain Li Shang in front of her. She quickly thought of a way to play it off and started saying, “Lady? There are no ladies in this camp. Don’t compare me to a lady just because I’m small.” Mulan then drunkenly hit Shang’s chest and said, “Let me go.”
Shang’s POV
“Let me go.” Ping said to him.
Shang readjusted Ping so that she stood before him. And it was at this moment that he really looked at her. She did not have her helmet on, her hair was tied up in a topknot, but Shang couldn’t forget the image of her long cascading hair draping behind her back as she walked away. He couldn’t deny the beauty in front of him. He had so many pent up feelings, longings, that he did not think was going to be a problem while being in the military during this time. But he couldn’t stop himself.
Shang leaned down in a swift movement and kissed Ping. Ping’s eyes opened a bit in shock, but Shang didn’t care. He pressed closer, wrapping his arms around Ping’s small waist. Ping began to resist. She began to hit his chest as hard as she could, but Shang couldn’t be moved. Ping began trying to push, to which Shang moved his right hand to grab the back of Ping’s head and push her closer to his face, making sure to not escape. Ping began to give up, and leaned into the kiss. Shang feeling her submissiveness, he let her lips go and whispered over her lips, “I know your secret.”