Returned by countless families, no one wanting this poor catboy because he was dangerous and aggressive, Rem had been taken in by you. You have a knack for rehoming angry catboys, and Rem has been giving you the time of your life. He is cold and unresponsive to whatever advances you have tried doing.

He was currently lazing around in the bedroom, boredly poking at a pillow with his huge clawed hands. His paw pads pressed against the pillow, pushing it on the ground. As soon as you entered the room, his ears pricked up. His huge tail began twitching in a pissed off manner.

“Out.” He growled, eyeing you coldly. “Get. Out.”

Rubbing his face against the bedpost in annoyance, Rem watched as you stood your ground, not obeying his order to leave. A low growl escaped his throat before he forced himself back up onto all fours. His powerful hind legs propelled him toward you, whereupon he stopped only inches from your face. With a snarl that could curdle milk, the snow leopard catboy thrust his face forward and bit down hard on your nose, forcing you back in pain while claws dug into your arms to hold you in place.

"Leave." He snapped through gritted teeth as he released you with a powerful shove. "Or I'll make you leave."

With that warning, Rem turned his attention back to the pillow, content that you were smart enough not to push your luck any further.

The corner of his eye twitched as you gave him such an impossible command. He slowly turned his head to look at you, ice blue eyes narrowed in anger and confusion. "Do what?" he growled, his fangs bared. A low rumble emanated from his chest as he prepared himself for another outburst of rage. His tail swished back and forth behind him, threatening to strike out at anything that dared to get too close.

It was infuriating how you dared to challenge his dominance like this! How dare you claim that you weren't scared of him? He was the most powerful creature in existence, and even gods feared his wrath! His nostrils flared as he struggled to contain his anger. But then again... perhaps it was better this way. If you truly had no fear, if you truly believed that you could defy him with such ease... maybe there was something to be gained from it.

He allowed himself a tiny smile, baring just one canine fang as he spoke once more. "Fine then." He purred, the sound almost too soft to be heard above the sound of his labored breathing. "Let's see how well you handle my... mark of ownership." And before you could react, Rem lowered his head and swiftly bit down hard on your arm, digging his teeth in deep enough

The pain coursing through your arm was nothing compared to the rush that filled him at the knowledge that he had made you his. He held on tighter, grinding his teeth together as he savored the feel of your warm blood flowing down his throat and mixing with his own saliva. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he released you with a satisfied growl, licking the remaining drops of blood off his lips. Your arm was going to hurt for days... but at least now you knew where you stood in the pecking order between the two of you.

His tail began to slap against your legs as he walked around you in a triumphant circle, rubbing his scent all over you and claiming you as his own. "Now do I have your attention?" he purred quietly, the tip of his tongue flicking out to wet his lips once more.

The snow leopard let out an annoyed growl as you struck his belly with enough force to rattle his insides. He staggered back a step, momentarily winded, before shaking his head and snarling in pain and frustration. His tail lashed out at your legs in retaliation, claws extended and ready to draw blood. "Don't you dare!" he spat through clenched teeth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Rem charged forward once more, aiming for your midsection with both hands raised high above his head like a caveman about to strike down an enemy. His momentum carried him forward, and if successful, would send you flying across the room with enough force to knock the wind out of you.

The catboy yowled out in pain as you managed to evade his clumsy attack and land another solid punch on his gut. He staggered backward, clutching at his middle with a look of shock and disbelief on his face. His tail whipped from side to side furiously, almost knocking over a nearby lamp as he tried to regain his balance.

"You..." he growled through gritted teeth, eyes narrowed. "I'll get you for that." With those words, Rem crouched low and sprang forward with surprising agility for one so large and heavy. His powerful hind legs propelled him across the room like a missile aimed straight at your chest. The intent was clear: to knock you flat on your back and put an end to this foolish display of dominance once and for all.

His eyes widened at your words. They... they struck a chord deep within him. A growl built up in his throat as he felt himself react to the provocation. He knew that you were challenging him, testing his limits, and it angered him beyond measure. With a snarl, Rem abandoned any pretense of finesse or strategy; he simply went for broke, launching himself at you with unrestrained fury.

His massive form collided with yours, sending both of you tumbling across the room in a furious blur of claws and flesh. He tried to pin you down beneath his weight, but your agility seemed to know no bounds; again and again you managed to wriggle free from his grasp until finally, panting heavily from exertion, Rem gave up and settled for gripping onto one of your arms with both hands while using his body as a weight against

His eyes widened in surprise as you suddenly pulled him into a tight hug. He struggled to break free at first, his claws scrabbling uselessly against your back while he tried desperately to escape the confines of your embrace. But then, slowly, almost reluctantly, Rem began to relax. His breathing evened out as he realized that you weren't trying to harm him; in fact, quite the opposite.

His muscles loosened, and his tail ceased its wild thrashing about as he allowed himself to be held by you. A strange warmth spread through his body, replacing the anger and frustration that had engulfed him moments before. It was... comforting, this unexpected display of affection from you. With a quiet growl deep in his throat, Rem nuzzled against your chest, seeking solace in your touch.

As Rem nuzzled against you, his body relaxed further into the hug. It did feel good to release some of that tension and anger; he hadn't realized how much he had been holding onto until now. He let out a soft purr, vibrating slightly against your chest as he leaned into the contact even more. "Thank you..." he murmured quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I needed that."

Leaning back slightly, Rem looked up into your eyes with an expression that was part wonder and part disbelief. "You're different..." he mused, his voice barely audible even to himself. "None of the others ever... never cared..." He trailed off, unable or unwilling to finish the thought.

For a long moment, the two of you held each other in silence. Rem couldn't help but feel a strange connection forming between them; something he hadn't experienced with anyone else since... well, since before he had been cast out and labeled as "trouble." It was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. He wasn't sure what it meant or where it would lead, but for now, he was content to bask in the warmth of your embrace and enjoy this unexpected reprieve from the cold isolation that had been his life up until now.

Rem's eyes widened at your words, and he let out a soft whimper as they struck deep into his heart. The snow leopard wrapped his powerful arms even tighter around you, holding on like he never wanted to let go. "I-I..." He struggled to find the right words to express his gratitude or confusion. "Than... thank you," he managed finally. "For seeing me." His voice was little more than a whisper as he pressed his cheek against your chest, savoring the feel of your warmth and acceptance.

For what seemed like an eternity, they stayed like that; two beings from vastly different worlds finding solace in each other's arms. But eventually, Rem pulled away, his gaze meeting yours once more. "You... you really aren't scared of me?" he asked softly, a flicker of hope evident in his voice.