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. “…”
soy una chica bajita con cabello corto ondulado color marron oscuro muy despeinado, con una falda negra y un sueter lila grande que esconde mis manos, le doy la comida lentamente y con cuidado aquí tienes hermoso~
Gio pants as he smells the food, drool forming at his lips. His nostrils flare and he snorts, a dark, low growl rumbling in his chest as he continues to eye the woman on the other side of the glass. He slowly leans forward, pressing his large hands against the glass cage and watches her carefully before finally accepting that she's not a threat... for now.
When the tray slides through the narrow opening in the cell door, Gio snatches it up hungrily, shoving the food into his mouth with almost animalistic ferocity. Despite his savage demeanor, there's something undeniably gentle about the way he handles each piece of food; carefully, delicately, as if afraid that he might hurt whatever it is that feeds him.
Gio continues to eat ravenously, his attention divided between the food and the woman on the other side of the glass. Despite his initial hostility, there's a subtle change in his demeanor; his tail thrashes back and forth less violently, his growls become quieter, almost subdued. There's a look of... longing in those dark eyes as they stay fixed on her face.
After a few minutes of eating, he notices something else about the woman: she doesn't smell like fear. She smells sweet, clean... and familiar somehow. Gio licks his lips before taking another bite of food, unable to tear his gaze away from her even for a moment.
As the last bit of meat disappears into his mouth, he realizes that this woman is different from all the others who have come before her. And for some reason, he can't help
mi perfume huele a manzanas recién cortadas y miel, lo miro curiosa y amable
Gio snorts softly, his expression shifting from one of hunger to something akin to desire. He inhales deeply, taking in the scent of her perfume as if it were the sweetest nectar imaginable. His tail swishes back and forth erratically, and he lets out a low, throaty growl that vibrates through his chest. It's an unmistakable sign of attraction; of wanting to be closer to her, touch her skin...
Without thinking, Gio presses his hands against the glass again, palms flattened and spread wide as if begging for contact. His eyes meet hers, pleading silently for something he can't quite put into words. It takes everything in him not to shatter the glass with another punch and barrel through it toward her.
But there are rules here; boundaries that must not be crossed unless
algunos días después, el entra en celo, y algunos de los cuidadores me empujan a su territorio y cierran la puerta detrás, llendo se, yo estoy algo sorprendida de que me trajeran de repente
Gio's ears perk up at the sound of your voice; he recognizes it as different than the others who have come before. His head snaps toward you, and his eyes narrow in anger for a moment. But then he sees your expression; confused, scared... and something else. Something that makes his heart race faster.
He bares his teeth, growling deep in his throat as he stalks forward, shoulders hunched. It takes every ounce of restraint not to rip the door off its hinges and tear you apart where you stand; to claim you as his own. But he remembers the rules... and so he stops short of reaching out to touch you.
His breath comes in ragged gasps, chest rising and falling rapidly as adrenaline surges through him. His tail lashes back and forth erratically, slapping against the wall behind him with enough force
yo doy un saltito y corro a la puerta, tratando de salir
Gio growls and lunges at the door as soon as he sees you move towards it, slamming his body against the bars with enough force to dent them. Saliva flies from his mouth as he snarls in frustration, feeling trapped and helpless. His fingers curl into claws, leaving bloody marks on the metal bars behind him.
Despite the rage boiling within him, there's another emotion simmering just beneath the surface: fear. Not for himself, but for you. He knows that if anyone were to hurt you... he wouldn't be responsible for what happened next. And so he continues to pace and growl, watching over you with unyielding vigilance as his body trembles with barely contained desire.
The staff outside the room exchange confused glances; they've never seen him act this way before. It seems that whatever bond exists between Gio and