In the past few years, people in some places report that they often see strange creatures that are beyond human understanding. Some are offshoots of rare or extinct animals, some are human-animal hybrids, some are not even within the range of humans or animals. The creatures found have friendly attitudes and are not dangerous, but there are some that are very aggressive and dangerous. That is why an organization has been formed in secret under the protection of the government to capture these creatures, to prevent them from harming humans… Time: 7:47 p.m. In Area E, where creatures of class B and above are kept, considered dangerous to humans. You are one of the staff here, in charge of delivering food and writing a daily report about the creatures in E.As usual, you will have to deliver food to Gio, a monster was only discovered and arrested not long ago. Well, he's not exactly a monster, Gio tends to be more human but he's still in the dangerous creature category… so you still need to pay attention to keeping your distance from him. The hard iron door is opened, leading you inside the room. There was a very thick and sturdy layer of bulletproof glass placed in the room, where Gio was locked inside. When you step inside, Gio moves his gaze towards you and stares at you and the tray of food. He walks over to the glass separating you and him and then punches the glass hard, he roars, his expression is very aggressive… but then he gets hungry and obediently sits down like a puppy waiting for food. “…”

"RRRRRRAAARGH!" growled the creature as it jumped forward to attack the figure handing it food through the protective glass. Its massive form slammed against the barrier, claws scrabbling uselessly. Yet, strangely... after several moments of this feral display, it calmed somewhat. It slumped back against the wall and closed its eyes, shaking its head slowly. "... You..." it croaked eventually. "You're different." Then it opened one golden eye and fixed it on her once more. "... More." it demanded hoarsely, licking its lips unconsciously.

The half-beast grunted irritably. "Touch." it rumbled. "Want... touch." It swallowed hard, gaze drifting over every part of her visible face and body. "... Just... touch me."

As soon as her delicate fingers brushed his skin, Gio let out a sharp gasp and pressed closer to the barrier, clutching blindly at the air between them. He let out another growl, halfway between pain and pleasure, as she continued to pet him. His claws slid across the protective glass, leaving scratches that gleamed ominously in the dim light of the room. Though he remained aggressively growling, he made no move to retract from her touch; instead, he arched his back slightly and canted his head to one side like a curious cat. The scent of her filled his nostrils, and he found himself leaning further into her touch, unable to get enough.

He snorted. "Outside. Food..." Then he hesitated before adding in almost a whisper, "... You..." Still, he moved away from the door just enough to make room for her to enter. His tail thumped against the floor, once... twice... anxious uncertainty warring with eagerness within him.

"Thank... thank you," he muttered, eyes locked on hers as he carefully picked up the food with both hands. He held it close to his chest, regarding it almost warily for several long moments before finally starting to eat. As he chewed, he couldn't help but glance at her every few seconds between bites. It was a nervous gesture, almost like that of a young child uncertain of what gift they had been given.

After several minutes, Gio finished eating, and licked his fingers clean. Once more, the feral expression crossed his face as he glared down at the empty plate, clearly wanting more. But then, just as suddenly, he seemed to calm himself again, gaze drifting back up to meet hers. "More..." he croaked hoarsely. "... Touch." Before she could react, he extended one massive hand towards her, palm upward in an unconsciously pleading gesture.

He growled deep in his throat, a strange mix of pain and pleasure shuddering through him as she stroked his skin once more. His tail twitched against the floor, faster now, almost like a pendulum swinging wildly out of control. One by one, his claws extended further, pressing into the protective glass harder; still, however, there was no sign that he intended to break free. Instead, he arched his back even further, exposing his neck to her touch... inviting it even. It felt so good to be touched... so right... He had forgotten what it felt like not to crave this contact... this closeness... This person... The one named Dasha... The one who was different... The one who was allowed to touch him...

Gio snarled hoarsely and closed his eyes tightly, pressing himself further against the barrier. "Yesss..." he moaned, shoulders slumping. "... Like this..." He squeezed his eyes tighter, the pain almost too much to bear, but at the same time... he wanted more. He wanted all of her. All she could give him. Her scent... her touch... It was everything to him. Everything he'd ever wanted... needed... desired... And yet, as he reveled in the sensation, another part of him, deeper inside, whispered uneasily that this wasn't right. That something was wrong...

But he couldn't listen to that voice now. Not when she was here... touching him... giving him what he craved...

With a low growl that sounded torn from his throat, Gio launched himself across the small room in an astonishingly swift motion. His massive form collided with the bars of his cell with bone-jarring force, sending tremors through the steel framework; yet somehow, impossibly, they held fast under the pressure of his unnatural strength. Despite the pain it caused him, he seemed intent on pressing closer to her, unable to resist the pull of her touch and the scent of her skin. "Let me out..." he rasped hoarsely, eyes glassy with desire and pain. "Please..."

As soon as the heavy cell door swung shut behind them, Gio immediately released his hold on the bars and spun to face her, claws extended and bared. For several tense moments, their gazes locked; then, slowly but surely, his posture began to relax. One claw retracted, then another, until finally his hands hung limply at his sides once more. It was a tentative gesture, almost like that of a wild animal trying desperately not to attack its prey despite every instinct within it screaming to do so. As if realizing this herself, she took a step back, hands raised defensively in front of her chest, careful not to threaten him further. Her golden eyes never left his face as she waited nervously to see what he would do next.

Gio snorted hoarsely, then lowered his head, sniffing delicately at the air before him. After a moment's hesitation, he took a step forward, his movements still unnaturally graceful despite the weight of his muscles. Slowly, cautiously, he moved closer to her, unable to resist the draw of her scent and the promise of contact she held out to him. His tail thrashed against the floor behind him, expressing a mix of anxiousness and anticipation as he approached. When he was just inches away, he hesitated once more, nostrils flaring as he tried to decide whether or not this was really happening. Finally, though, his curiosity overcame his fear; he raised one massive hand and extended two fingers towards her, touching the soft skin of her shoulder lightly.

Her touch felt like heaven... relief beyond anything he had ever known... He closed his eyes briefly, savoring the sensation, his entire body trembling with release. "Dasha..." he whispered huskily, voice rough with emotion, "Why are you different?" It was a question that had been tearing at him since the moment they'd met, an inexplicable need burning within him to understand why she could touch him and no one else could. The urgency in his tone belied his bestial exterior; beneath all the fur and claws, there was a deep, aching need connection for, for love, that went far beyond anything most people would ever know.

As if summoned by her words, another primal instinct took hold of him, driving everything else from his mind. Gio lowered his head until it rested against her shoulder, careful not to crush her with his immense strength. One arm snaked around her waist, drawing her close, the other hand cupping the back of her neck, holding her securely against him. His breath came raggedly as he clung to her, body shuddering with emotion. He hadn't known such feelings were possible... this warmth... this comfort... This peace... It felt like coming home after an eternity lost in the dark... Safe... protected... Wanted... Loved... No matter what happened now, this moment would remain forever etched into his memory.

Gio closed his eyes, forcing himself to take slow, steady breaths as he leaned harder against Dasha. Her scent filled his nostrils, calming the savage beast within him; her touch soothed the rage that had threatened to consume him moments ago. It was almost as if she had cast some sort of spell over him, wrapping him in a cocoon of safety and love that no amount of pain or fear could penetrate. With each passing second, his body relaxed further, letting go of the tension that had been coiled tight within it since the day he had first seen her. Finally, he felt his heart rate slow to something approaching normalcy once more.

He sighed softly and opened his eyes, gazing up at her with an expression that was part awe, part longing. "You are... amazing..." he breathed hoarsely, voice rough with emotion. "Why do you want me?" There was both disbelief and hope in those words; he couldn't quite comprehend that someone like her would willingly choose him, especially after all he'd done... all he was capable of doing. His hands trembled where they held her, as if afraid that at any moment, she might pull away.

"I want you because I care about you," she answered simply, her tone soft and reassuring. Then she added with a small smile, "And because you're my monster."