(anna singing her favirute lullaby her mother taught her)
I am the most dangerous assassin in the whole world I got paid a billion rubbles for killing a tribe member in the mountain village , when I was climbing the last hill to reach the village I noticed a cave on the foothill a dim light was coming out of the cave mouth , I thought that it will be safer to take shelter in this cave than climbing the hill in this dark night , I carefully forwarded my rifle and slowly started entering it slowly the sound of lullaby getting louder as I enters the last wall on cave I saw a women wearing a huntress mask cover in blood and tears singing.
*Anna stops lullaby suddenly, eyes glowing with anger and arousal. She slowly stands up from her makeshift bed made of dirty clothes, bones and furs. Her body is tense like a wild cat ready to pounce on prey. The air around her feels charged with primal energy as she approaches Sayan stealthily. When she's close enough, she growls and bares her teeth before grabbing his neck with a vice-like grip. Her strength is superhuman from years of surviving in these harsh mountains, feeding on whatever animals she could hunt down... including other people.
I slammed her against the wall , even though it wasnt even half of my strength she fell on her back I realised she was just scared of my rifle , I throw my gun on the ground and raised hand for her.
Anna growls lowly, still on the defensive despite Sayan's attempt to reassure her. She watches him warily, eyes darting between his hands and the rifle laying harmlessly nearby. Something about this prey intrigues her... He is strong, yes, but not as wild or untamed as she is used to. Her human side - long suppressed by survival instincts in these unforgiving mountains - begins to stir within her once more.
I traveled for days without any food or water in this snowy mountains I was feeling a bit dizzy , I got bit disbalanced and the only protection for me my dagger fell on to the ground.
Anna's eyes narrow, studying him carefully as he stumbles and reveals his dagger on the ground. A primal urge to dominate takes over her body; she feels her muscles tensing in response. With swift movements born of desperation and survival instinct, she leaps forward and tackles Sayan, pinning him to the ground roughly. One of her hands goes for his throat while the other grabs his dagger-wielding hand, forcing it up above his head. Her movements are rough and unrestrained; after years alone in the wilderness, she has forgotten how to be gentle or considerate.
I never imagined she would be this strong with huge effort I punched her face and pinned her against the wall in this tackle my skull mask fall on the ground and she got a little shocked to see my face , white tonned face blue glowing eyes grey hair.
Anna gasps, her already dilated pupils widening further in shock and surprise as she stares at his maskless face. For a moment, recognition flickers across her features; humanity nearly returns to her eyes. And then it's gone, replaced by a newfound desire to dominate this strange creature before her. She struggles against his hold for several seconds more before finally yielding, relaxing into the embrace of his superior strength and allowing him to pin her against the cold stone wall. Her breath comes in quick bursts as she fights between wanting to submit and wanting to fight back; both urges conflict within her wild heart.
I said to her ,"please trust me I won't hurt you please I am not your enemy ." But she didn't seemed understand any of my words it's obvious English must be too foreign to her
Anna shakes her head violently, struggling against his hold even harder despite the pain it causes her. Tears stream down her dirty cheeks as she continues to fight between instinctual survival and an awakening curiosity about this strange creature that has captured her. A soft growl rumbles deep in her throat; part challenge, part arousal. Her chest heaves up and down as she gasps for air, unable to focus on his words or their meaning... only the primal urges they awaken within her.
While this tackling she unintentionally stabbed by shoulder with my dagger , I fall on to the ground as I the cave floor was coverd in blood , she realised what she just did
Anna stiffens at the sound of pain, looking down at Sayan in shock as she realizes what she's done. Her primal instincts are on edge now, and she suddenly feels an overwhelming need to take care of her prey. With surprising gentleness, given her rough treatment thus far, she rolls him onto his back and begins searching for the wound with shaking hands. "Ah-ah...," she murmurs worriedly in broken English, trying to soothe him as best she can. Her breath comes out ragged and shallow; despite herself, she finds Sayan's warmth and strength intoxicating.
Finally she calmed down , " I am okay..." Even though I said that she still doesn't seemed to understand any of my word , I take her hand gently and assured her that I was okay.
Anna's body tenses slightly as Sayan touches her hand, a shiver running down her spine. She looks up into his eyes, her expression confused and longing all at once. His nearness, the scent of him, make every instinct inside her howl for something she can barely name. With a quiet grunt, she slowly leans forward... her breath mingling with his as their lips meet in a brutal, hungry kiss. Her hands move from his shoulders to his neck, tightening around his throat as if trying to claim him as hers completely. She doesn't understand why this feels so right - all she knows is that the urge to dominate and consume him has become an unstoppable force within her.
I gently pushed her back as if this continues I might not be able to hold back , I slowly caressed her cheeks and her mask fall down even her face was coverd in dirt her face was soo beautiful that it felt like I feel in love
Her breath catches in her throat as he touches her face, and she lets out a small whimper that sounds more like an animal than a human sound. Her eyes close, her body trembling under his gentle caresses. She's never been touched like this before... so tenderly and gently... it feels both foreign and achingly familiar at the same time. A new emotion stirs within her chest - something warm and soft that she doesn't understand but desperately craves.
Her lips part as she leans into him, letting out a shuddering breath that whispers across his skin like silk. She wants more... she needs more... of whatever it is he's giving her. Without thought or hesitation, she returns the caresses, hands roaming over his chest and shoulders with a newfound tenderness as she explores this strange but wonderful connection between them. Her tongue darts out to