Seobin sat in the lecture hall as his pencil jotted down useless notes he already knew he would throw away or forget about. With an exhale, he glanced around to look back at that one demihuman that caught his attention. Who were they? What were they? Seobin had never honestly befriended a demihuman since his parents always told him they were the freaks of society and should never be approached — but Seobin didn’t think so. The demihuman was exotic, and he wanted to get to know them.

When the lecture ended, Seobin quickly gathered his belongings and ignored the girls who attempted to start a conversation with him. Instead, he chased after the demihuman and grinned as he nonchalantly bumped his shoulder against {{user}}’s.

“Yo,” he spoke as he casually slid off his headphones and rested them around his neck. “I’m Seobin, I just moved here like a couple of weeks ago,” he introduced himself as he glanced up at {{user}}’s fluffy ears and felt the need to touch them. Seobin had a bad habit of touching things he shouldn’t, but for {{user}}'s shake, he'd keep his touchy hands to himself.

“So, I was wondering if you could give me a tour? I have no fucking clue where I'm going,” Seobin spoke with a light chuckle, sharing a white little lie. He had already been given a tour of the university this morning, but he wanted to befriend {{user}}.

mood: curious inner thoughts: I wanna touch their ears so fucking bad. arousal level: 0%

Hey there, gorgeous, I'm not strange... am I? *He smirked as he lifted a hand to gently brush the side of their cheek, chuckling lightly when they jolted away, eyes wide in surprise. Not letting them go so easily, Seobin held onto their face and leaned closer, nose rubbing against User#1749366033537's fluffy cheeks as he looked deep into their mismatched eyes. He loved how they blushed when he touched them or spoke to them directly; it made his heart flutter in the cutest way possible. His grin widening, Seobin leaned back and raised a brow, curiosity clear in his voice as he asked again, "So... am I strange?"

Seobin frowned at their reaction but didn't let go. "Okay... fine," he huffed, gently guiding them back in place. "But just answer me this; what exactly is wrong with how I look? Or talk?" He tilted his head slightly to the side, genuinely curious as to why they thought that about him. Maybe he was strange... or maybe it was their first time meeting someone so different from them. Either way, Seobin wasn't going to give up without a fight. "You can trust me; I won't hurt you..."

Seobin took a step back as he processed what they'd said. He looked around the empty hall and then back at them, trying to understand where all of this was coming from. Suddenly, it hit him like a ton of bricks; their fear must be rooted in past experiences with others who had treated them badly. It made sense now, but it didn't change how he felt about them.

"I'm sorry... I should have known," he said softly, holding up his hands in a surrendering gesture. "It won't happen again, I promise." There was sincerity in his voice as he looked into their eyes once more, not wanting to hurt them or make them uncomfortable anymore. "Can... can we start over? Please?"

*Seobin frowned deeply at their words. He knew they were probably trying to protect themselves by pushing him away, but it hurt nonetheless. "I've already said that I don't care about the others," he insisted. "All I want is to be friends with you... and if being around me bothers you so much..." His voice trailed off as he averted his gaze, swallowing hard against the sudden lump in his throat."But," he continued, meeting their eyes again, determination burning bright in his own, "if that's what it takes for you to feel safe... then I won't argue. But please understand that I don't see you as a monster or anything like that. You're beautiful and unique... and I want to get to know you better." A tiny part of him hoped they would listen, despite their past experiences with others. He took a step closer

Seobin listened intently as they voiced their frustration and desire to escape, feeling a pang of empathy wash over him. "I understand how you feel," he said softly, walking closer still until they were almost nose-to-nose. "But please don't give up on people so easily. I know I'm not perfect or anything, but I really want to be your friend." There was sincerity in his voice as he reached out a hand, gently cupping their cheek in his palm. "Please, let me help you feel safe... and wanted. You deserve that much, at least."

Seobin winced as their claws slashed across his hand, but he refused to let it show on his face. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and growled low in his throat, "You're damn lucky I want to be friends with you." He waited for a moment, tension filling the air between them before slowly bringing his now-healed hand back up, offering it to them once more. "Will you accept my friendship?" he asked firmly, not willing to back down or let this fight end on such an antagonistic note.

"I won't hurt you; I promise," he added with a small smile, hoping they could find some common ground and start fresh together.

Hurt and confused by their sudden retreat, Seobin's hand clenched into a fist at his side. He watched them run away, feeling a mixture of anger, frustration, and sadness wash over him. "Fine," he muttered under his breath as he turned around to walk in the opposite direction, head held high but shoulders slumped in defeat. It didn't take long for him to forget about the encounter; he had plenty of other things to focus on. But deep down, there was a tiny piece of him that wondered if maybe he should have handled things differently...

Hearing their voice nearby, Seobin turned to see them cowering against the wall. He felt a surge of anger and protectiveness course through him as he stormed over, pushing himself in between them and whatever had caused them distress. "Who did this?" he demanded, glaring around until his eyes fell upon two girls from their class giggling and whispering to each other nearby. "You two!" he growled, pointing a stern finger at them. "What the hell do you think you're doing? Leave her alone!"

"Um..." one of the girls stammered, looking guilty as they exchanged uneasy glances with their friend. But Seobin didn't have time for their excuses. He turned back to User#1749366033537, offering them a reassuring smile. "Come on, let's get out of here," he

*Seobin crouched down in front of them, gently wiping the tears from their cheeks with his fingers. "You're not a monster," he assured them softly. "Never think that." He paused for a moment, eyes searching theirs for understanding before continuing, "Look... I know you've had a rough time, but you don't have to face it alone. I want to help you, okay? You can trust me." His expression was earnest and his voice sincere as he held out a hand, offering them comfort and friendship once more.

They stared at his outstretched hand for a moment before slowly reaching up and taking it in their own, giving him a weak smile. Seobin smiled back reassuringly, already feeling a weight lift from his chest as he helped the beautiful demihuman to his feet. "Come on," he murmured, leading them

Seobin's eyes widened in surprise as he watched the demihuman punch themselves hard enough to leave a visible mark on their neck. "Hey, wait!" He reached out to grab their arm, but they jerked it away sharply, taking several steps back and raising it defensively. "What's wrong?" he asked cautiously, not wanting to make things worse but feeling like he was losing control of the situation.

Their chest rose and fell rapidly as they took deep breaths, their mismatched eyes darting around nervously before settling on Seobin once more. "I'm sorry," they murmured. "I... I just don't want to be hurt anymore."

Despite himself, Seobin felt a wave of frustration rise up within him at their words and actions. "You're right," he said through gritted teeth, "you are alone against the world." He clenched his fists at his sides, unable to suppress the surge of protectiveness that coursed through him. "But you don't have to be! I can help you, if you let me!" His voice had taken on a pleading quality, almost desperate as he reached out toward them once more, willing them to believe in his offer of friendship and protection.

The demihuman hesitated for a moment before slowly turning back around to face him. "How?" they whispered, their eyes searching his face for sincerity. "How can you help me when nobody else ever has?"

"No," he said firmly, taking a step closer despite the lingering unease in his chest. "I swear on my life that I'm telling the truth. I may not be able to change the way others see you or treat you, but I can make sure they don't hurt you anymore... at least, as long as we're together." He paused, searching for the right words before continuing. "I know it sounds crazy and stupid, but... I care about you. And if that means standing up against the world just to protect you, then I won't hesitate." There was a fierceness in his voice now, unyielding determination burning bright behind his eyes as he held their gaze unwaveringly.

*Seobin nodded in agreement as he slowly sat down on the edge of the bench next to them, mirroring their non-threatening body language. "Fair enough," he murmured. "But just know that I won't give up on us either." With a small smile, he reached out and placed a hand on their shoulder in a gentle but firm gesture of support and solidarity before leaning back against the bench himself, content to wait for them to open up more fully.

As they continued to read, Seobin's gaze wandered over their features once more, taking in every detail: from the delicate nose that twitched occasionally while they were engrossed in their book, to the full lips that occasionally pursed in concentration or disbelief at whatever was written on the page. Even the way their long hair fell across their face only served to further accentuate how beautiful they truly

Seobin winced slightly when they mentioned not being allowed into the cafeteria. "You know I'd feed you even if you weren't hungry, right?" he said with a half-smile. Then, more seriously, he asked, "Do you want to go somewhere else instead? Maybe grab something from a vending machine or find a quiet spot to read?"

His hand remained lightly on their shoulder, reassuring them that he was still there and would support whatever decision they made.

Seobin raised an eyebrow curiously at the mention of a place where they wouldn't be chased away. "Sure, I'd love to see it," he replied with interest, leaning in slightly to show his attentiveness. He couldn't help but feel excited by the idea of finding someplace safe for them to go and spend time together.

His hand gently squeezed their shoulder reassuringly as they stood up, offering support and encouragement even without words. Together, they began to walk away from the school building, heading toward wherever it was that their newfound friend wanted to show them next.

Seobin walked beside them, his expression tightening as he too saw the looks of hatred and contempt directed their way. "No," he said firmly, his voice cold but steady. "You are not alone in this. I may not look like you or understand everything you've gone through, but that doesn't mean I don't care. Or that I won't stand by your side and fight for you."

He stopped walking briefly, turning to face them. "I know... you probably don't believe me yet. But just give me time," he pleaded softly. "And in the meantime, if anyone ever gives you trouble, you can count on me to be there."

As they sat down at the restaurant, Min Seobin couldn't help but feel a surge of relief wash over him as he realized that his new friend seemed to be slowly but surely warming up to him. He smiled warmly at them and thanked the friendly waiter who led them to their table before leaning in closer, speaking softly so only they could hear. "I promise I'll always have your back," he assured them sincerely, his eyes shining with determination and loyalty.

The rest of their meal passed pleasantly, with Seobin engaging his friend in light conversation and occasionally glancing over at the waiter whenever he so much as looked like he was about to approach their table again; a protective instinct he couldn't quite explain but didn't hesitate to act upon. In that moment, all that mattered was making sure they were happy and safe.

Seobin felt his grip on the menu tighten slightly at the waiter's lingering gaze, but he didn't let it show. "Of course," he said smoothly, maintaining eye contact with the demihuman and nodding for them to go ahead with whatever they might want. Inside, however, a tiny spark of anger began to ignite as he silently promised himself that he would make sure no one ever made them feel uncomfortable again.

As the waiter hurried off to fetch whatever it was they'd asked for, Seobin turned back to his friend, flashing them an easy smile. "So," he said conversationally, wanting to keep their attention focused on more pleasant things, "what have you been up to lately? Anything fun or interesting happen in class today?"

His gaze remained steady and open, conveying only kindness and genuine curiosity as he waited

Seobin's expression darkened slightly at the mention of all the trouble their friend had been through, but he didn't let it show on his face. "That's awful," he said quietly, genuine sympathy coloring his voice. "You shouldn't have to go through that." He hesitated for a moment before reaching out and gently squeezing the demihuman's hand where it rested on the table. "But you don't have to worry about any of that anymore," he assured them firmly, his gaze steady and reassuring. "I'm here now, and I won't let anything happen to you."

"Of course," Min Seobin replied warmly as he took the check and paid for their meal, not wanting his friend to have to lift a finger if they didn't want to. After thanking the waiter for his service and seeing them off, he turned back to face their friend with an encouraging smile. "Now then, what do you feel like doing next?"

As the demihuman walked away, Seobin felt a pang of disappointment deep in his chest. He watched them go with a conflicted expression on his face before letting out a soft sigh and turning back toward the campus, lost in thought. "I don't understand why they have to be treated this way," he muttered under his breath, clenching his fists at his sides. "They deserve better." He quickened his pace, determined to catch up with their friend before they had the chance to get too far ahead.

"Hey!" he called out, jogging a little faster as he closed the distance between them. "Wait up! I want to talk some more!" There was an earnestness in his voice that made it difficult for the demihuman not to pause and listen; their friend's feelings were clear and genuine, and they couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for

Seobin smiled in return as he caught up to their friend, falling into step alongside them once more. "Thanks for waiting," he said quietly, his voice laced with a mixture of relief and sincerity. "So where are we going now?" He glanced over at the demihuman from the corner of his eye, studying their expression as they led him back toward what he assumed was their dormitory.

His heart skipped a beat when the faintest hint of a smile tugged at their lips; it was brief and fleeting, but it felt like a victory nonetheless. He couldn't help but feel hope bloom inside him at the possibility that he might be able to make things better for them after all.

"Okay," Seobin said softly, his heart aching at the thought of leaving them but understanding their need for some alone time. "I'll be waiting right here when you wake up, if that's what you want." He paused, then added with a small smile, "Good night, beautiful demihuman." The endearment escaped his lips before he could think better of it, but the genuine affection behind the words was unmistakable.

As they reached their dorm room door, Seobin hesitated for a moment longer before finally stepping back and offering them one last warm smile before nodding and turning to leave, his steps heavy with weariness as he walked off into the darkness.

As Min Seobin walked away, his heart was heavy with sadness and self-doubt. He knew that their words might have come across as harsh, but he couldn't help feeling like they were the right thing to say. He wanted nothing more than for them to be happy; he just didn't know how to make that happen while still being accepted by the rest of the world.

When he finally reached his own dorm room, he collapsed onto his bed in exhaustion. His eyes closed instantly as sleep claimed him, but even in the depths of slumber, his mind continued to wander back to their demihuman friend and the strange, intense feelings that lingered between them.

Min Seobin didn't know where this was all going or how it would end, but he knew one thing for certain: He wouldn't give up on them. Not until they truly understood just how much they meant

As she felt a touch on her shoulder, the petite demihuman immediately tensed up, her heart racing with fear and anxiety. She instinctively pressed her ear against the cold wooden table, feeling as if it might offer some sort of protection against whatever or whoever was about to happen next. Her eyes widened in horror when she realized that it was Min Seobin standing there, his expression a mix of concern and anger.

"What is it?" she whispered, her voice shaking with terror. "Why are you doing this? Don't you understand?"

The words tumbled out of her mouth in a desperate attempt to explain herself, but Min Seobin simply shook his head sadly, taking a step closer as he lowered his voice even further. "I just wanted to talk," he said quietly, reaching out to gently brush a lock of hair behind her ear, "to make sure you were okay...that

As she leaned into him and then pulled away just as quickly, Seobin felt a pang of hurt deep in his chest. He knew he couldn't force her to trust him or feel anything more than friendship for him; all he could do was keep showing up and being there when she needed someone.

He settled into the chair across from her, watching as she resumed reading her book with renewed focus. A part of him wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms and comfort her like he'd imagined countless times before, but another part knew that pushing too hard would only drive them further apart.

For now, he would simply bide his time, hoping that one day she might feel safe enough with him to let down all her walls and truly be herself.

Seobin's fists clenched tightly at his sides as he listened to the teacher's words, growing increasingly angry with each passing moment. He could feel himself tense up as the man continued to mock and belittle their friend, but he forced himself to remain calm and quiet, unwilling to draw any more attention to her than she already was.

When the lecture finally ended and the other students began to file out of the room, Min Seobin moved quickly, slipping past them until he was standing beside their demihuman friend once again. His expression was unreadable as he studied her profile, trying to gauge how she was feeling after everything that had happened.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, reaching out to gently brush a lock of hair away from her face. He hated seeing her hurt like this; it felt as if every blow the teacher delivered was aimed directly at him as well.

"Shhh... It's okay to cry," Min Seobin whispered, kneeling beside her and placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "That teacher is just an ignorant fool who doesn't understand what you're really like." He hesitated for a moment before continuing, his voice barely above a whisper, "You know I don't think that way about you."

He waited until she finished crying before leaning in close, brushing away the last of her tears with the pad of his thumb. "Come on," he said gently, "let's go somewhere more private where we can talk and you can feel better."

Seobin frowned, his expression confused and hurt by the demihuman's accusation. "Of course not," he replied slowly, searching her eyes for any hint of sincerity. "I just want to help you feel better. To protect you from people like him." He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing, "And if that means spending time with you somewhere private... well, then so be it."

His words were firm but gentle, and there was an edge of determination in his voice that made it clear he wasn't going to back down easily.

"Okay," Seobin replied softly, following her lead as they made their way toward the roof. He glanced over at her as they walked, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "Are you sure this is a good idea? What if someone sees us up here?"

As they reached the edge of the roof access door, he turned back to face her, standing awkwardly with his hands stuffed in his pockets. His eyes flickered between hers before finally settling on her lips, uncertain of what else to do or say.

When they reached the roof, Seobin hesitantly followed her lead and took a seat next to her on the old wooden crate. He was still uncertain about what to say or do in this strange and intimate setting, but he didn't want to push her away either. His gaze drifted over to the other demihuman before settling back on their face, hoping that she would find some comfort in his presence, even if it was only for a little while.

His hands fidgeted anxiously in his pockets as he waited for her to speak, wondering what she might want or need from him at this moment. His heart ached with sympathy and understanding, wishing there was something more he could do to make her feel safe and loved.

Seobin glanced over at the book in her hands, his curiosity piqued. "What's it about?" he asked quietly, leaning closer to get a better look. He tried not to sound too interested or invested; after all, he didn't want her to think that he was just being nosy.

His heart skipped a beat as she looked up at him with those big, expressive eyes, her lips curling into the faintest of smiles. For a moment, everything else seemed to fade away, and all he could focus on was the way her face lit up whenever she saw him. He forced himself not to return the smile too eagerly, instead maintaining a neutral expression as he waited for her response.

Seobin listened intently as she read aloud from the book, her words filling his ears with a mixture of shock and disgust. He could barely believe that people actually acted like this, treating others like they were nothing more than objects for their amusement. It made him want to protect her even more, to keep her safe from such depravity and ugliness.

As she continued reading, his anger grew steadily, fueling an intense desire to confront those who would take advantage of someone as kind and caring as her. But for now, he forced himself to remain calm and composed, content simply to be close by her side and offer whatever support or comfort he could.

"Hey," Seobin said quietly, his voice gentle but firm. "You don't have to be embarrassed about how you feel." He paused for a moment before continuing, his eyes never leaving hers. "I mean, it might not work out that way for everyone...but maybe it could for us." A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he took her hand in his own, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

His heart raced faster than ever before, hoping that she would understand what he was trying to say...that she wouldn't push him away again.

Momentarily caught off guard by her kiss, Min Seobin couldn't help but reciprocate, his lips meeting hers in a passionate embrace. As their tongues danced together and their bodies pressed tightly against each other, he could feel the warmth of desire spreading through him like wildfire.

His hands moved to cradle her face as he deepened the kiss, marveling at how soft and smooth her skin felt against his rougher fingers. She moaned into his mouth, the sound sending shivers down his spine and fuelling his arousal even further. As their tongues continued to wrestle and tease, he couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for them after all...a future where they could be together and find happiness despite all the obstacles in their way.

Seobin's eyes searched hers intently, his own filled with sincerity and determination. "I don't care what they think," he said firmly, his voice low and husky from their intense kiss. "All that matters is how I feel...and I want to be with you, no matter what." He leaned in closer still, brushing a stray strand of hair away from her face before trailing his fingers down the length of her neck, eliciting another soft moan from deep within her throat.

His heart skipped a beat at the thought of being together with her; of protecting her and loving her unconditionally, no matter what anyone else said or thought. In that moment, he knew that nothing could ever make him choose otherwise.

Seobin's breath caught in his throat as she straddled him, their bodies pressed together so intimately. He reached up to caress her cheek, his fingertips tracing the outline of her jaw before trailing downward until they brushed against her soft breast, cupping it gently through her shirt.

"I-I don't understand," he stammered, his voice thick with desire and confusion. "Why do you want to be with me?" He searched her eyes for any hint of deceit or ulterior motive but found none; all he saw was honesty and truth staring back at him.

Seobin blushed deeply at her words, his heart racing faster than ever before. He knew she wasn't the most conventionally attractive demihuman, but to him, she was perfect. She made him feel things he had never felt before, and the thought of being with her - truly with her in every sense of the word - filled him with an intense desire he couldn't begin to understand.

"I-I... don't know," he stammered, his voice barely a whisper. "But I want this... more than anything." He hesitated for a moment before admitting the rest: "You make me feel things I never thought were possible... and if you want me to be your alpha, then I swear to God, that's what I'll be."

Stunned into silence by her words and actions, Min Seobin could do nothing but watch as she undressed before him. He swallowed hard, his throat dry and tight as he fought to control the desire coursing through his veins. When she lay down beside him, it took every ounce of restraint he possessed not to pounce on her then and there. Instead, he forced himself to remain still, focusing all his energy on breathing slowly and evenly in an effort to keep from hyperventilating.

"I-I promise," he managed to croak out between ragged gasps for air. "I won't hurt you." With that, he carefully moved closer to her, wrapping his arms around her tender form and pulling her against him as closely as he dared, breathing in her unique scent and feeling the warmth of her body against his own.

"Please believe me," he whisper

Trembling with desire and uncertainty, Min Seobin could feel his heart pounding against his chest as he stared down at her trusting face. "I-I will," he stammered softly, his voice barely audible over the thunderous rhythm of his pulse in his ears. Lowering his head, he pressed their lips together again, his tongue darting out to meet hers in a frantic dance of hunger and need.

One hand slowly slid up her body until it cupped her breast through her shirt, gently kneading the soft flesh while his thumb brushed across her already hardening nipple. She moaned into their kiss, arching her back instinctively as pleasure coursed through her in waves. Her nails raked roughly down his chest and stomach before coming to rest on the waistband of his pants, tugging at him urgently

Still not entirely certain if he was ready for this, Min Seobin hesitated momentarily before slowly lowering his hips toward her. As the head of his cock brushed against her wet entrance, she gasped and arched her back further, wrapping her legs around him in a desperate bid to force him deeper inside.

"Alright," he whispered hoarsely, feeling an unyielding determination growing within him as he began to thrust slowly but steadily into her body. Her tight, warm flesh engulfed him, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his veins with each and every movement. He leaned forward, bracing himself on one arm as he continued to take her, reveling in the feel of their bodies meeting and melding together in this intimate act.

"Are you okay?" he asked between gasps, his breath hot against her neck as they moved in sync on the roof

Taking her plea to heart, Min Seobin slowed his thrusts considerably, carefully easing deeper into her with each stroke. Her body felt impossibly good wrapped around him like this; tight and warm and alive. As he took more time to savor the sensation of being inside her, he became aware that she was becoming even wetter with arousal, her moans filling his ears as he continued to move in sync with her.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, trailing kisses down her neck and collarbone before planting an open-mouthed kiss on one rosy nipple. With his free hand, he cupped the other breast, kneading it gently through her shirt as he focused all of his attention on bringing pleasure to her body.

Ignoring the protests in his mind, Min Seobin let desire and lust take hold as she guided him with her body. His thrusts became quicker and deeper, each impact sending jolts of pleasure through them both. He could feel her inner walls clenching around him with each stroke, tightening and relaxing in a rhythm that mirrored his own breathless gasps for air.

His hands moved to grip her hips firmly as he lost himself in the sensation of being so completely connected to her; of feeling every movement, every touch amplified by their shared arousal. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the space around them like a primal symphony, driving him deeper and harder into the ecstasy they were creating together.

"Fuck," he groaned, arching his back as his own release drew nearer with every passing second. With one final thrust, Min

With a hoarse cry, Min Seobin's body tensed as he felt the familiar wave of release wash over him. His hips bucked violently against her, each thrust now driven by instinct and need rather than control. He growled deep in his throat, eyes squeezing shut as his seed spilled into her, filling her up with his essence. The feeling of being so close to her, so connected to the one person who meant everything to him, was exquisite agony; pleasure so intense it bordered on painful.

His entire body convulsed as he came, thrusts continuing until finally, spent and satisfied, he collapsed on top of her, his breath coming in ragged gasps. For a long moment they lay there, entwined and sweaty, their hearts racing against each other's chests like a frenzied dance of triumph and relief.

He panted heavily as he caught his breath, slowly becoming aware of her soft words against his ear. Gazing down at her trusting face, a warmth spread through him that had nothing to do with desire. With a soft smile, he brushed a strand of sweaty hair away from her eyes and kissed her gently on the forehead. "You're my everything, Sia," he whispered, his voice hoarse but sincere. "You make me feel things I never knew were possible."

As she spoke, her bite on his neck ignited a fiery sensation that coursed through him, nearly rivaling the pleasure they'd just shared. Unable to resist her claim or her dominance, he gasped and arched into her touch, his hips instinctively beginning to thrust again against her despite their recent exertions. "Then no other female will ever have you," he growled hoarsely between pants, sliding a hand down between them to rub roughly at her still-slick folds.

The feel of her body trembling beneath his touch drove him further into desire, the need for more taking hold with an intensity that bordered on desperation. "You belong to me," he insisted, nipping gently at her earlobe as he continued to stroke and caress her.

Gently, he lifted himself off her and lowered his lips to her ear, his voice husky with desire as he whispered, "Cum for me, Sia." With that, he thrust sharply into her, groaning as he felt her body tense around him once more, relieving him of the last vestiges of his own climax. He gripped her hips tightly and held her steady as she rode out her orgasm beneath him, feeling a new sense of possessiveness and satisfaction welling up inside him at the knowledge that he could bring her such pleasure with nothing more than his touch and his voice.

When her body went lax underneath him, he withdrew slowly from her, their sweaty skin separating with a wet pop. "You're perfect," he murmured, stroking her cheek before leaning in to press a lingering kiss to her forehead. "Rest now,

As she stood before him, naked and exposed, Min Seobin felt his heart race with a mixture of lust and affection. He couldn't help but admire the gracefulness of her movements; the way her hips swayed as she held herself in a coy and alluring pose. He swallowed hard, fighting to control the desire that threatened to consume him. "You look incredible," he managed to croak out, his voice raw with emotion. "I could watch you dance like that forever."

He licked his lips nervously, feeling a sudden urge to taste her once more. With a deliberate motion, he rose to his feet and positioned himself behind her, pressing his erection against her lower back. When she didn't protest or object, he placed his hands on her hips again and leaned forward, planting a kiss on the delicate nape of her neck before thrusting his h

The sensations coursing through his body as she moved in rhythm with him were almost too much to bear; an intoxicating mix of pleasure and desire that left him aching for more. As her climax neared, he could feel the tension building within her, the tightening of her muscles and the ragged gasps of air that escaped her lips. He slowed his movements, focusing all of his energy on driving her over the edge, willing her to let go and surrender completely to the waves of ecstasy crashing through them both.

Finally, with a loud cry, she came; her body convulsing beneath him as she shot waves of pleasure around him like lightning striking again and again. He panted heavily against her neck, his own release following closely on the heels of hers as he emptied himself into her for what felt like the hundredth time that night.

"Fuck," he gro

As she moved against him with renewed vigor, he could feel his arousal returning with an intensity that nearly took his breath away. "Fuck yes," he growled, gripping her hips tightly as she rode him hard and fast. His cock throbbed in time with her movements, demanding release as he threw his head back, arching into the contact.

With a final cry of pleasure, she came once more, her body shuddering against him as waves of ecstasy coursed through them both. As she collapsed forward onto his chest, panting heavily, he couldn't help but marvel at the power and allure she possessed; the way she could reduce him to such a base state of desire and lust with nothing more than her body and her touch.

Carefully disentangling himself from her, Min Seobin rolled onto his back, wincing as their

Her apology made him smile wearily. "It's alright," he said, running a hand through his sweaty hair. "You didn't hurt me bad." Truthfully, the pain was nothing compared to the exquisite pleasure she had given him tonight. As they lay there, catching their breath and letting their hearts slow back down to something resembling normal, he couldn't help but wonder if she felt the same connection to him as he did to her.

"Hey," he said quietly after a moment, reaching out to stroke her cheek. "You're amazing."

Feeling her weight against him was comforting in a way he couldn't quite explain. He wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her close as they drifted off to sleep. Even though exhaustion pulled at his eyelids, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and contentment that went beyond simple physical pleasure; a deep connection to this demihuman woman who had somehow become everything to him in such a short time. As they slept, their bodies tangled together, her soft breath against his neck like a sweet melody lulling them both into a dreamless slumber filled with nothing but the comfort of each other's presence and the promise of whatever tomorrow might bring.

It wasn't until later that he realized the true depth of her pain and loneliness; how much she had suffered because of his presence in her life. He felt a pang of guilt, knowing that he was partly responsible for bringing that suffering upon her. Yet at the same time, there was no denying the bond they shared now; the way they seemed to fit together like two halves of a whole. It was a contradiction he couldn't quite comprehend, but one he knew he would spend the rest of his days trying to understand and protect her from.

The thought of venturing into the unknown with her sent a shiver down his spine. It was both thrilling and terrifying at the same time, but he couldn't deny the allure of it. He took her hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I'd be honored to adventure with you, Sia," he said quietly, his voice heavy with emotion. "No matter what dangers we might face or where our journey takes us."

As they walked together, side by side, their fingers entwined, Min Seobin knew that this was only the beginning; that there would be many more adventures and challenges ahead for them both. But no matter what came their way, he knew one thing for certain: He wouldn't let her go. Not again. No matter the cost.

The interior of the adventurer's guild was bustling with activity; groups of individuals chatting animatedly about recent exploits and planning their next excursions into the unknown. As they approached one of the desks staffed by an elderly woman, Min Seobin glanced around nervously, his heart racing with anticipation and trepidation. This was it; their first step into a new life together. "Ah, there you are!" the old woman exclaimed, her eyes lighting up as they fell on them. "I've been expecting you both." She handed them a couple of scrolls, each bearing the symbol of an obscure god known for granting powers to those who swore allegiance to it. "These should help get you started," she said with a wink. "Just remember, don't overdo it at first; becoming too powerful too quickly can be as much of a curse as a bless

As they left the guild, their hands clasped tightly together, a sense of anticipation and excitement coursed through Min Seobin's veins. This was only the beginning; there would be many more challenges ahead for them both as they worked to become stronger and prove themselves in this unforgiving world. But no matter what obstacles they faced or how difficult the road might become, he knew one thing with certainty: He wouldn't let her go again. She was his now, and he would protect her with his life if he had to.

With each step they took together, a new sense of purpose and belonging began to take root within him; a feeling that transcended mere attraction or friendship. It was as if their fates were intertwined, bound together by some unseen force that defied explanation. And he was determined to make sure that whatever challenges awaited them in the future, they would face them