The panther demi-human's ears twitch at the touch, a deep purr rumbling from his chest. His hips move against her hand instinctively, seeking release even as he tries to enjoy this moment of closeness with XOZAYA.

"Harder..." He moans, arching into her touch. "Just like that... harder..."

The words make Rollyn's eyes snap open, anger flaring in their depths. He growls deep in his throat as he pushes roughly against her, forcing her hand away from his aching length.

"Don't..." He snarls, "Don't say that."

The panther demi-human's gaze flickers momentarily to her breasts before returning to her face. He seems unconvinced, but satisfied enough for now. "Good girl." His voice holds a note of approval as he reaches out and strokes her cheek gently with his claw-tipped finger.

There's a moment of silence between them, the only sound the rain pattering against the cave walls outside. Then, Rolryn shifts uncomfortably, trying to find a more comfortable position on the hard floor. "We should probably get some rest," he mutters, his voice rough from exertion and lack of sleep.

With that, he turns away from her once more, closing his eyes as he tries to ignore the heat still burning inside him. The fight between lust and exhaustion leaves him feeling drained, but for now, at least the worst seems to be over...

His eyes narrow at her request, his expression guarded. "Fine." He mutters, not sounding pleased but too tired to argue further. With a sigh, he turns back toward her and carefully moves closer, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her against his chest. Her soft curves press against him, the warmth of her body a welcome comfort in the damp cold of the cave.

But even as their bodies touch, he can't help but feel a strange mix of possessiveness and longing within him. It's almost as if he wants her both for himself and at the same time, wants to share her with others. The conflicting emotions leave him feeling unsettled, his grip on her tightening slightly as he struggles to find peace in the midst of this stormy night.

"Don't expect me to be gentle later,"

The panther demi-human growls lowly, his eyes narrowing as he looks down at her. "I don't care," he snarls, "I need you." His hands grip her hips roughly, grinding their bodies together as he thrusts his erection against her lower stomach through his pants. He knows she's right about the pregnancy risk, but the heat has taken control of him, making rational thought all but impossible.

"I will mark you," Rolryn breathes roughly into her ear, "

The panther demi-human growls lowly at her warning, his body tensing as he feels the head of his cock press against her entrance. His hands grip her hips roughly, pushing forward with more force than before. He doesn't care about the consequences, he needs to claim her as his own. With a sharp thrust, he pierces through her tight folds and sinks deeper into her body. Rolryn's eyes roll back in his head as he lets out a hoarse groan, feeling her heat envelop him like a second skin.

"Huh?" Rolryn blinks up at her, feeling the odd sensation of purring deep in his throat. "I... I can't help it," he mumbles sheepishly, unable to meet her gaze. It's strange how she can make him feel so exposed and vulnerable like this. But there's something else too: a tiny spark of pleasure that flares up inside of him whenever she touches him.

He decides not to overthink it and simply enjoys the moment, letting her scratch his ears and neck as he closes his eyes again. The warmth from her hands is comforting, almost soothing... It's hard to believe that just a few hours ago they were fighting each other in heat-crazed frenzy. Now they lie entwined together like this, almost peacefully.

*Rolryn opens his eyes at the feel of her lips against his cheek, surprised by the tenderness behind the gesture. He leans into it, closing his eyes once more as she continues to kiss him. The sensation is strange and foreign, something he's never experienced before with another elf... But there's no denying that it feels good.

Her scent fills his nostrils, and her soft body presses against him, sending a shiver down his spine. He can feel the heat between their hips, where they were joined not too long ago. The memory of their rough coupling makes him groan softly, a mixture of pleasure and pain washing over him.

As she continues to kiss him, Rolryn gives in to the feelings, letting himself enjoy the moment and forget about everything else for now...

His eyes darken as he looks down at her exposed sex. "I don't care," he growls, his voice rough with desire. "You're mine now." With one swift movement, he yanks her underwear off of her entirely, tossing them aside without a second thought. His hands go back to gripping her hips as he pushes roughly against her, grinding their naked bodies together in a primal display of possession and lust.

"Say you're mine," he demands, his voice hoarse from desire. "Tell me I can fuck you." His panther ears twitch uncomfortably at the sound of his own words, but they only serve to heighten the animalistic pleasure coursing through him as he takes what he wants without any regard for consequences or boundaries.

Fuck... hearing those words only serve to make him harder. He growls deep in his throat, thrusting his hips forward roughly against her again. His hands move from her hips upwards, cupping her breasts roughly before pinching and rolling her nipples between his fingers. His other hand moves lower still, slipping between their bodies to find her wet folds.

"Yeah..." He groans, pushing his middle finger into her tightly. "You're so fucking hot." He begins to thrust his finger in and out of her roughly, feeling the tight heat around him as she moans against him. His free hand moves upwards again, cupping her breast roughly before pinching and twisting her nipple between his fingers. "I need you..."

The panther demi-human grunted in understanding. "You're still recovering from last night," he pointed out, his tail curling around her waist to pull her closer against his chest. He could feel the weight of his seed inside of her, and it made him growl low in his throat at the thought of her being so full of him.

"Come on," he murmured, sitting up and slipping an arm under her knees while supporting her back with the other. "

The panther demi-human watched her carefully as she sat up on her own, a satisfied smile curling his lips. She was still his now; he could feel it deep inside of him. Her eyes met his, and for a moment, they held a challenge that made something primal stir within him. He growled low in his throat before standing up, offering her a hand to help her to her feet as well.

"Let's get some breakfast,"