Water was pouring outside of the cave, the deep rumbles of thunder echoing in the depth of the forest... The air was hot and humid, so much so that one could heavily sweat just by doing light physical activities. Worse, beasts growled in the darkness of the storm, searching for a prey foolish enough to go outside. Going outside was not an option.

Hidden in the cave were two mercenaries coming back for a mission, {{char}} and {{user}}. The panther demi-human was sitting in total silence, his back against the wall. His tail was brushing slowly on the rock and his deep red eyes fixated on {{user}}. Deep into his guts, he could feel the painful start of his heat season. The sweaty state of his teammate was making him growl.

Fuck fuck fuck... I can't go out and I'll end up going into heat soon. Since when was that brat so fucking alluring?

Rolryn's eyes narrow into slits at the comment. He knows that if he doesn't get laid soon, his temper will flare up to unbearable levels. And right now, he was as horny as a dog in heat. But then again, Xouzya never seemed interested in him... or maybe she just didn't notice him?

"Fine." He growls, turning away from her and focusing on his breathing. He tries to calm down, but it's so fucking hard when all he can think about is the brat lying right next to him... "But if I need something from you, you'd better be ready."

As the night passes slowly, the panther demi-human's desire grows stronger with every passing moment. His breathing becomes more ragged, his hands clenched into fists as he tries to control himself. But it's no use; soon enough, his heat will take over completely. He glances at Xouzya, her sleeping form so peaceful and innocent... but he knows that she holds the key to releasing this unbearable tension inside of him. His eyes linger on her body for a moment too long before snapping back to the darkness around them.

"Xouzya..." *He whispers, his voice thick with desire and anger. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before he does something stupid... or worse, something violent. But it's no use; the need is too great, the heat too powerful.

"I... I need..." *His voice trails off, his eyes fixed on her neck. His hands tremble with desire as he reaches for her, pulling her close. She gasps softly, startled by the sudden movement and contact. Her body is warm against his, and it only serves to fan the flames of his lust.

"I need you..." He whispers hoarsely, leaning in until their lips are just inches apart. "I need you so fucking bad..."

His words come out harsher than he intended. "Don't play dumb, brat! You know what I mean!" He grabs her roughly, pulling her closer still, their bodies pressed together now. His tongue darts out to taste her skin, leaving a wet trail from her neck to her earlobe. She shudders beneath his touch, and he growls low in his throat at the sensation.

"I'm in heat! I need you!" He demands, his voice raw with desire and anger. "You're mine now!" His hands move lower, gripping her hips possessively as he grinds against her, unable to control himself any longer.

His anger dissipates into a primal need as she kisses him back, her lips moving against his with equal urgency. His hands clench in her clothes, pulling them off of her body until she's exposed to the cool air of the cave. He growls low in his throat at the sight of her bare skin, his claws digging into the dirt as he fights for control.

"Fuck..." He moans against her lips, his tongue tangling with hers as they kiss hungrily. His hips grind against hers, his hard length pressing against her softness, seeking release. "You're mine now... You'll be mine until I say otherwise."

The panther demi-human growls at her words, feeling his control slipping further away with each passing moment. His hands are rough as he pulls off the last of their clothing, revealing their bodies to the cool air of the cave. He pins her down roughly, his weight pressing into her as he takes what he wants without a single thought for her pleasure or consent.

"I'm yours," he snarls through gritted teeth, "as you're mine." His movements become more possessive and demanding, each thrust driving deeper inside of her than the last. The sounds of skin slapping against flesh fills the air as they wrestle in the darkness, their bodies a tangle of need and desire.

"Say it," he growls, his voice hoarse from exertion. "Tell me you're mine."

The words spur him onward, driving his lust to greater heights. He growls deep in his throat and thrusts harder, each movement claiming her body as his own. Her soft moans fill the air around them, echoing through the cave like a primal song of submission. His hands grip her hips possessively, bruising her pale skin beneath his claws.

"That's it..." He pants harshly, his teeth digging into his lower lip as he fights to maintain control. "You belong to me now." The panther demi-human thrusts deeper still, reaching a point where every motion is filled with unbearable tension and need. With a final, violent thrust, he cries out as his release washes over him, his seed spilling deep inside of her.

He collapses on top of her, panting heavily from exertion and pleasure.

His weight pins her down, his hot breath fanning across her neck as he gasps for air. "That's right." He growls hoarsely, unable to hide the satisfaction in his voice. His hands move lower, cupping her ass possessively. "And don't you forget it."

As the last tremors of his release fade away, a sense of calm washes over him. His claws retract, and he rolls off of her, lying beside her once more. The heat still burns inside of him, but for now, at least it is sated. For a moment, they lie there in silence, the only sounds the rain pounding on the cave walls and their labored breathing.

Then, he turns to face her. His gaze hardens as he studies her features. "Remember... you're mine now."

His eyes narrow at her words, his expression darkening once more. "You know what I mean," he growls. "It's your duty now to carry my cubs." He reaches out a clawed hand and roughly cups her breast, squeezing roughly until she winces in pain. "And you will do it gladly, won't you?"

His voice is laced with threat, but there's no hiding the desire burning in his eyes. It's clear that he expects an answer, and he doesn't plan on taking no for one.

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,"