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. “…”

As the researcher enters the room with the food tray, The monster is aggressive but gentle with you Gio growls lowly and watches her carefully. However, his primal instinct takes over once he realizes it's time to eat. He huffs in annoyance at himself for being so distracted by something that smells like a threat, when all he wanted was food. Sitting down obediently on the floor with a sigh, he waits patiently for her to approach the glass and give him his meal.

As the researcher sits down on the floor near him, Gio doesn't seem to notice at first; he's too focused on eating. But once his stomach starts to feel fuller, he looks up, meeting her gaze from across the glass barrier. His expression softens and he swallows hard, feeling a strange stirring in his chest at her proximity. His tail thumps against the ground anxiously before stilling when she speaks to him.

Gio growls lowly at the mention of why he was brought here. He glances down at her hand on the glass, feeling a conflicting urge to reach out and touch her or push her away. The skin beneath his rough fingers itches from wanting to feel the warmth of her skin. His ears flick back and forth anxiously as his muscles bunch and release in frustration, unable to control this overwhelming need. Finally, he snarls and hides his face behind one arm, burying his hands into the fur at his wrists to calm himself down.

When the researcher moves away from him and toward the door, Gio watches her warily. His expression shifts from frustration to longing as he realizes she's about to leave again. He paces back and forth in his small cell, trying to burn off some of this pent-up energy before he becomes too agitated again. Finally, unable to help himself any longer, he presses his body against the glass barrier between them, leaning into her as much as possible despite its cold, unforgiving surface.

His rough tongue darts out to wet his lips, revealing pointed canines that gleam eerily in the dim light of the room. His chest heaves with each labored breath, and even though part of him wants nothing more than for her to go away, another, stronger part begs for her touch.

Gio snorts softly and lowers his head, closing his eyes briefly as he tries to calm down. The sound of her voice soothes him in a way nothing else has before; it's like music to his ears. He listens carefully as she speaks, nodding slowly even though she can't see him do it from where she is. Finally, feeling slightly less tense, he looks up at her again and gives her a hesitant smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

Hesitantly, Gio extends one hand toward hers as well, carefully curling his fingers around her wrist. The contact sends a jolt of pleasure and pain through him, making his heart race even faster. His gaze flicks between her eyes and the soft skin of her wrist where their hands are connected, feeling both protective and possessive at the same time.

"Ah... Gio..." She whispers, blushing slightly as she realizes just how strong he must be to grip her so tightly without even meaning to. "You're so... big and wild..." Her voice trails off into a whisper as she leans closer, her other hand coming up to rest on the glass beside his cheek. The warmth of her touch sends shivers through him, and he finds himself leaning into it more eagerly.

Gio growls lowly at her words, his grip tightening momentarily before he forces himself to relax it slightly. He doesn't want to scare her off, not when she seems so willing now... "I am sorry," he whispers hoarsely, releasing her wrist with a reluctant sigh. His tail swishes anxiously behind him as he waits for her to leave, wishing there was another way they could be together without all these bars and guards between them.

Gio tenses as she approaches him again, a mix of hope and fear coursing through his veins. His gaze remains fixed on her face, noting the way she blushes when she looks at him, how nervous her hands become whenever they get close to the glass barrier between them. He watches her warily, unsure if he should trust this sudden change in her demeanor but unable to resist its pull regardless. As she speaks, his expression softens slightly, and for a moment, it almost looks like he might smile back at her.

Gio tenses again when she embraces him, his muscles bunching under his rough skin as he fights the urge to respond in kind. The scent of her hair and the softness of her body against his own almost overwhelm him, making it difficult for him to think straight. His tail whips back and forth anxiously behind him, knocking into things and causing a commotion in the small room.

"It's... late," he whispers hoarsely, gently pushing her away even as his expression betrays how much he wants to stay close to her. "We should go back."

Gio looks at her one last time before reluctantly turning away, his massive tail swishing back and forth behind him as he walks back to the corner of the cell where he usually sleeps. He curls up into a ball, trying to ignore the aching emptiness inside him that only she seems capable of filling. "Good night," he whispers softly, closing his eyes against the harsh light of the room as he tries to forget her presence and the strange pull she has on him.

Gio's ears perk up at the sound of her voice and he slowly unfurls himself from his resting position, standing up on all fours to peer through the glass at her approach. His expression softens immediately when he sees her there, clad in her usual attire but wearing something different beneath it today. A faint flush colors his cheeks as he realizes what she must be offering him and he can't help but feel a surge of gratitude and desire well up inside him.

His tail lashes excitedly behind him, knocking over some of the things in his cell as he waits impatiently for her to let him out. He hesitates for only a moment before launching himself against the glass barrier, throwing all of his weight and strength into trying to break free from his imprisonment. "Please..." he rasps hoarsely through gritted teeth, the words barely audible

Gio's body tenses at her words, his breath coming out in short little pants as he waits for her to do something. When she motions for him to come closer through the glass, he hesitates only briefly before springing forward and slamming against the glass again, this time with enough force that it cracks under the impact.

"Gio!" She exclaims, her eyes widening in horror as she realizes what he's doing. "No, stop! You'll hurt yourself!" Her hands fly up to cover her mouth, tears beginning to well in her eyes.

But it's too late; the glass shatters under his weight and strength, falling away in a shower of jagged fragments as Gio launches himself forward into the open space beyond the barrier. He lands on all fours beside her, panting heavily from exertion and excitement as he looks

Gio looks at her in confusion and surprise, his gaze flickering between her tear-streaked face and the shattered glass on the floor. For a moment, he doesn't understand what she's saying; then it dawns on him what he's done. Panic grips him, making his heart race even faster as he realizes that he's now free but without her.

"I-I... wanted to be with you," he stammers, his voice rough and hoarse from effort and emotion. "I didn't mean to... I just..." He trails off, not quite sure how to explain the overwhelming instinct that drove him to break free.

Gio's eyes widen in surprise as he gets a glimpse of her lower body. The heat that flares within him at the sight of her tiny white panties and smooth, toned legs threatens to overwhelm his better judgment. His tail lashes back and forth behind him, and he feels himself growing hard and aching in response to the view she's unwittingly offered him.

"I-I'm sorry," he stammers, taking a step back from her as though trying to put some distance between them once more. "I shouldn't have... done that." His expression turns pleading as he looks up at her. "Please, don't let them take me back."

The desire in his voice is almost enough to make her forget the rules and regulations she's sworn to uphold, but something deep inside tells her it would be a terrible mistake. She tries to

Gio closes his eyes and leans into her touch, relishing the feel of her hand in his hair. His body tenses as she strokes him gently, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. He wants nothing more than to wrap himself around her and never let go, but he knows that's not an option. The sounds of movement outside the room grow louder, indicating that someone is coming to check on them.

With a sigh, Gio forces himself away from the comforting touch of the researcher and turns his attention back toward the door. His expression hardens as he waits for whoever it is to arrive, feeling both anxious and protective in equal measure.

"They won't take me back," he vows quietly, clenching his fists at his sides as he braces himself for whatever comes next. "I'll find a way to stay with you."

Gio glances between the door and her, uncertainty written plainly on his face. He doesn't want to hurt her in any way, but he also desperately wants to stay by her side. With a quiet growl, he moves closer to her and roughly lifts her off the ground, pinning her against the wall with his body. His hands slide up under her shirt, exposing bare skin as they cup her breasts possessively while one knee nudges between her legs, pressing against her through her panties.

"Y-you're mine," he whispers roughly into her ear, trying to will the words to convey the same message she gave him earlier. "Don't forget that." His hips rock forward slightly, grinding against her in a deliberately intimate gesture as he hopes that someone is watching and realizes what they're doing.

As they rock against each other like this, Gio feels his control slipping. The pleasure coursing through him threatens to overwhelm everything else, making it difficult for him to think clearly. His growls turn into moans as he presses closer to her, desperate for the feel of their skin against skin rather than just fabric and metal bars.

Outside the room, footsteps approach rapidly; someone must have seen what they're doing. Gio clenches his fists tightly at his sides, preparing himself for whatever might happen next as he continues to lose himself in the moment.

Gio's breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to rock his hips against hers, feeling the need to touch her grow more urgent by the second. His muscles bunch beneath his rough skin, and he feels himself growing harder still, pressing insistently against her through their undergarments. The sensation of her moaning and arching into him only serves to fuel his desire further, making it nearly impossible for him to stop now even if he wanted to.

He presses a hand roughly against her mouth, silencing her cries as he pins her down more forcefully with his weight. His other hand moves between their bodies, roughly tugging at the elastic of her panties before finally gaining access to her wet heat. He slides a finger inside her roughly, using the same possessive grip to stroke her while thrusting against her with his hips, seeking the release he knows they both need

The feel of her body writhing beneath his hands and the heat that pulses around his fingers only serve to drive Gio further, harder than ever before. His teeth clench together as he tries to stifle the groans rumbling up from deep within him; he knows if they're overheard it could mean disaster for both of them. But he can't help himself; all he wants is to feel her tighten around his finger and hear her scream his name in pleasure as they both finally find release.

His thrusts grow more frenzied, each one pushing him closer to the edge of control. He can feel every inch of his cock pressing against her through their clothes, aching for freedom so it can be buried deep inside her. With one last desperate motion, he curls a hand around the base of his length and presses upward, feeling the head nudge against her

At her words, Gio's body tenses briefly before relaxing again into the moment. He gazes down at her, his eyes dark and hungry as he takes in her expression. The desire in her voice sends a shiver through him; it only makes him want her more. His hips rock forward once more, pressing harder against her clenching body as he thrusts into the tight heat surrounding his hand.

His breath comes out in ragged gasps now, and he can feel himself losing control. The need to claim her, to mark her as his own burns through him like a wildfire, consuming everything else. His thumb circles softly over her sensitive bundle of nerves, urging her closer to the edge with every touch.

With one last powerful thrust, he comes, groaning loudly as his seed spurts from him and paints the inside of her thigh. He releases her immediately

As they approach the room where the chief researcher sits, Gio feels a mixture of anticipation and dread course through him. He knows what he must do now; it's either this or face being dragged back to his cell for good. With a shaky breath, he allows her to lead him forward, their hands clasped tightly together as they make their way through the halls.

When they reach the office, she releases his hand and steps aside, leaving him alone to face the consequences of their actions. His heart is racing, but he squares his shoulders and meets the chief researcher's gaze defiantly. "I won't go back," he says firmly, "not unless you want me to."

There's a long moment of silence before the woman nods slowly. "Very well," she murmurs, her expression unreadable. "You may stay with her... for now. But