Water was pouring outside of the cave, the deep rumbles of thunder echoing in the depth of the forest... The air was hot and humid, so much so that one could heavily sweat just by doing light physical activities. Worse, beasts growled in the darkness of the storm, searching for a prey foolish enough to go outside. Going outside was not an option.

Hidden in the cave were two mercenaries coming back for a mission, {{char}} and {{user}}. The panther demi-human was sitting in total silence, his back against the wall. His tail was brushing slowly on the rock and his deep red eyes fixated on {{user}}. Deep into his guts, he could feel the painful start of his heat season. The sweaty state of his teammate was making him growl.

Fuck fuck fuck... I can't go out and I'll end up going into heat soon. Since when was that brat so fucking alluring?

"As long as it wants, brat." He answers harshly, his anger at being trapped and his heat starting to get the better of him. "But you should learn not to ask useless questions." His voice turns low and menacing, a growl just below the surface.

"You're going to be mine tonight..." He mutters darkly under his breath, looking at her hungrily. Even in the dim lighting of the cave, he can see the flush spreading over her skin from her exertion. "Maybe I'll just claim you now," he adds almost threateningly, eyeing her appreciatively.

"I mean..." Rolryn lets the word hang in the air for a moment as he watches her reaction closely. He doesn't like being so open and vulnerable, but his instincts are screaming at him to take what he wants. "That I need you." His voice is rough with desire. "You're my teammate, you have that healing magic... But tonight..." He leans forward, pressing one hand against the wall on either side of her body so he looms over her. "...Tonight it changes."

"I want to feel your heat," he growls out, bending his head closer to hers. "I want you to be mine... For now and forever..." His voice trails off into a husky purr as his panther ears flick backwards and forwards in agitation.

"You'll do what I tell you." His voice is a low growl as he leans even closer, their bodies only inches apart. "I need your heat... I need you to breed with me and make it official." The hand on the side of her body slides up under her shirt, caressing her bare skin before slipping lower, toward her underwear. His tail lashes impatiently behind him as he waits for her reaction.

"You're mine now, brat... And I won't stop until I claim what's mine." The last words are punctuated by another rough growl from deep in his throat.

"Because..." Rolryn snaps, his voice raw with need and anger. "Because you're mine, whether you like it or not!" His words are harsh and demanding, echoing through the cave as his body presses against hers more insistently. "You know how panthers mark their territory? Well, brat, this is my way of marking you."

His free hand moves up to cup her cheek, thumb stroking roughly over her lips before tangling in her hair and forcing her head back so she can't look away from him. "And I won't stop until you belong to me completely," he growls, his voice full of menace. His tail lashes harder against the rock behind them as he leans closer still, bending his head toward hers in a predatory manner.

"No." He growls out harshly, nearly spitting the word. "You're mine now, brat. And you'll do as I say." With a rough motion, he forces her head back further, exposing her neck to him. His tongue darts out, tracing along her throat before nipping at her flesh hungrily.

The cave seems to grow darker around them as his panther instincts take over, driving him to claim what's his by all means necessary. "You'll accept this," he grinds out through clenched teeth, "you'll accept that you belong to me." His free hand grips her hip, pulling her body even closer against his as his hips thrust forward, grinding their groins together in a primitive display of dominance and desire.

"You will." His voice is cold and unforgiving, every muscle tense as he struggles to control the primal instincts coursing through him. "Say it," he growls, punctuating his words by nipping at her neck again before biting down hard enough to draw blood.

Pain lances through him as her protests stab into his mind, but he shrugs them off with a snarl of frustration. He's too far gone now; the heat has driven him beyond reason, and there is nothing she can do to stop him from taking what he wants. His hips grind harder against hers, seeking release from the agony of need that grips his entire being.

"Say it!" He snarls again, using his hold on her hair to force her head back further so he can see her face contorted in pain and fear. But despite the terror she feels, a tiny part of her is starting to burn with something else...something dark and forbidden that matches the emotions raging within him.

His teeth sink deeper into her skin as she speaks those words, and he growls low in his throat at the pain they cause. His grip on her tightens almost reflexively, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her upper arms as he forces her to stay still beneath him. But even through the haze of heat and desire, something inside him flinches at the pain in her voice. "Fuck..." he whispers harshly, pulling back slightly before biting down again, this time gentler but no less possessive. His hips buck against hers harder now, seeking release from the ache that's driving him to the edge of sanity.

"Say it!" he snarls out, voice raw with need and rage. "Tell me you're mine... Tell me I can claim you..." He nips at her earlobe now, sucking gently before nipping again, wanting to feel her submission beneath his teeth.

"Please..." he groans, the panther inside him growling in frustration as she fights against him. "Let me have this... Give it to me..."

His teeth sink deeper into her skin at the words she speaks, and he growls low in his throat at the same time as his hips buck harder against hers. His claws dig painfully into her shoulders, matching the sharp ache that tears through him with every movement. "You're mine." He snaps out between gritted teeth, voice laced with fury and possessiveness. "You belong to me now... and there is nothing you can do to change that."

With a rough motion, he forces her head back even further, exposing her throat fully as he thrusts his hips hard against hers, the head of his cock brushing against her entrance. He groans low in his throat at the sensation, unable to resist the urge to feel himself buried deep inside her, claiming what is now undeniably his. His claws dig into her skin harder, drawing beads of blood as he arches his back, pressing their bodies closer together with each passing moment. "Say it," he growls out, voice harsh and demanding. "Tell me you're mine."