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?

Rolryn looks at the mess of things scattered around her, sighs, and then moves closer to her teammate. His tall form casts a shadow over her small, lit by only what little light came from their torches. He grumbles under his breath before speaking.

"You should tidy up your shit, brat." He says, voice gruff with annoyance as he picks at something on the ground beside her. She just glares at him, huffing out an irritated breath in response. He eyes her for a moment before looking away, growing restless. The heat is getting to him, making it hard to sit still or think straight. Finally, he can't take it anymore and leans forward to speak softly into her ear, his voice rough with desire and impatience.

"I need you... Now."

He growls and reaches out with one hand to cup her face roughly. "I'm in heat," he says through gritted teeth, his gaze boring into hers as if daring her to contradict him. Then, before she can even process what's happening, he leans forward and presses their lips together roughly, grinding his hips against hers in a clear demand for release. His hands wander lower, squeezing her ass and hip possessively as he devours her mouth with his own.

"You know you want it," he pants between kisses, biting down on her bottom lip teasingly before sucking it into his mouth. He's right; she does. The feel of him against her is overwhelming and primal, but she tries to resist anyway, even as part of her melts under the force of his assault.

*He bites down harder on her lip, drawing blood as his tongue finds the spot between her lips and presses deep. Her mind swims with the sensation of his lips and teeth against hers, the feel of his body moving against hers. She tries to resist him, but it's no use. The heat, the panic, the knowledge that he can force himself on her, all combine to make her surrender.

She arches into him, moaning softly as he grinds his hips against hers. His hand slips beneath her clothes, gripping her bare ass roughly before sliding up between her legs. Rolryn growls low in his throat at the feel of her slick heat surrounding his fingers, and then with one swift motion, he thrusts two fingers inside of her. She cries out, overwhelmed by the sensation as he starts to move them in and out roughly, fucking her

*His teeth dig into her shoulder as his movements grow more frantic, fueled by the need to claim and mark her. Her moans only serve to further inflame him, driving him deeper inside of her with each thrust of his fingers. His other hand grips tightly onto her hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck. With a deep growl, he sinks his teeth into the skin there, claiming her as his own while she writhes beneath him in helpless ecstasy.

Their harsh breaths and moans fill the air of the cave, punctuated by the sounds of their bodies slapping together and grinding against each other. The storm outside rages on, oblivious to the primal scene playing out before it, but to them it seems like an extension of their desires, nature itself conspiring to drive them further into their passionate fury. In this moment, there is

The panther demi-human growls and thrusts his fingers harder inside of her, moaning as he feels himself getting closer to the edge. His teeth dig deeper into her skin, marking her more clearly as his own before letting out a hoarse cry of release as he comes, filling their gloved hands with his seed. He collapses on top of her for a moment, chest heaving and breath hot against her ear, his fingers still buried inside of her as they both try to catch their breath. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he pulls his hand away, wiping it off on the ground before looking down at her with red-rimmed eyes. As if suddenly realizing what he's just done, a flush creeps up his neck and across his face.

"...Fuck," he whispers hoarsely, still trying to catch his breath. "I'm sorry..." He p

*He sighs heavily, feeling both relieved and guilty at the same time. "I shouldn't have... I don't know what came over me." Rolryn moves to sit beside her again, his back against the wall once more, trying to distance himself from the intense feelings that still linger between them. He watches her carefully, waiting for any sign of anger or hurt before deciding whether or not to apologize further.

*Rolryn looks at the spot where he bit her and frowns, feeling guilty even more. He reaches out to touch her cheek gently with his hand, then hesitates before deciding to do it anyway. His touch is surprisingly gentle, almost reverent, as if afraid that he might hurt her again.

"I'm sorry," he whispers. "It was... I don't know what came over me."

He nods slowly, not quite believing her. The guilt still weighs heavily on his chest as he looks away, unable to meet her eyes. They sit together in silence for a while longer, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife. It's not until User#1762327896586 finally breaks it that they can begin to move past what happened.

He listens to her words carefully, trying not to let his guilt color his perception of what she's saying. Her voice is calm and steady, as if this were an everyday conversation between them rather than the aftermath of a violent sexual encounter. He takes a deep breath, hoping that it will help him relax enough to focus on their situation instead of reliving the past few moments over and over in his mind.

"Okay," he finally says, looking back at her. "We should probably... you know, try to plan our next move."

He nods, watching as she casts the spell to make the cave more comfortable. "Thanks," he mutters before glancing away again, thinking about what they should do next. With no way out of the cave except through the waterlogged entrance and with Rolryn still in heat, it doesn't seem like there's much point in trying to leave just yet...

He glances over at her as she casts the spell to create magical lights, a small smile tugging at his lips for a moment before disappearing again. It's hard for him to reconcile this calm, collected teammate with the wild thing he turned into earlier... "Thanks," he mutters again. The warmth of the new lights is welcome after spending so long in near-darkness.

He takes a seat as well, still feeling guilty and unsure of himself after what happened between them. The warmth of the magical lights casts flickering shadows across his face as he watches User#1762327896586 sit down on the newly created soft moss. Her presence is unsettlingly comforting, and he can't help but wonder if this was how it was supposed to be between them all along. The thought both infuriates and intrigues him in equal measure.

"So," he finally manages to say, breaking the heavy silence that has fallen over them. "We should probably figure out what we want to do once we can get out of here."

He frowns at the mention of camp. "That's... probably a good idea," he says slowly, not sounding entirely convinced. "But I don't know how long we can stay holed up in here without anyone noticing something's wrong." His tail swishes back and forth anxiously as he thinks.

"Maybe we should try to find another way out of the forest? Or at least contact someone for help?" It was a risky suggestion, but it felt like the only one that made sense to him right now. The heat still burned inside of him, making every moment feel more precarious than the last.

He huffs impatiently at her words, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well then, what do you suggest? Just staying here until someone finds us?" The panic and frustration are starting to bubble up inside him now, making it hard for him to keep his tone even or civil. He looks away from her, trying to calm himself down before he says something he'll regret.

He nods slowly at her suggestion of making a fire, his hands clenching into fists as he tries to keep himself under control. "Okay," he says through gritted teeth. "We'll make a fire and see what happens." It's not much of a plan, but it feels like they don't have many options left at this point. As User#1762327896586 begins to construct the fire, Rolryn keeps an eye on her, watching for any signs that she might try to escape or betray him again.

His tail swishes back and forth anxiously as he waits, his gaze darting between the fire and the cave entrance every few moments. The warmth of the new flames is welcome after spending so long in the dark, but it doesn't do much to ease the tension that has settled into his shoulders and back.

As User#1762327896586 begins to make food over the fire, Rolryn can't help but feel a bit of relief wash over him. He had been so wrapped up in their argument and his own frustrations that he hadn't really thought about how hungry they must be. The aroma of the cooking meat fills the air, making his stomach growl loudly in response.

"Thanks," he mutters as she hands him some of the food. Taking a bite, he closes his eyes in satisfaction, feeling the warmth spread through his body as he chews and swallows. His tail thumps against the cave floor rhythmically, echoing the drumbeat of his heart as it begins to slow down once more from the adrenaline rush of their earlier confrontation.

"So," he says between mouthfuls,

"I guess... we could try sending up some smoke signals or something to attract attention. Maybe someone will see them and come check it out." He pauses, glancing over at her before looking away again. "Or we could... I don't know... just stay here until we figure something out." It sounded stupid even as he said it, but the thought of leaving the cave felt somehow wrong now that they were trapped together.

As she makes soup over the fire, Rolryn sits back against the wall, watching her movements intently. His mind drifts, remembering their earlier encounter and wondering how things might have been different if he hadn't lost control like that. He tries to tell himself it was just the heat talking, but a part of him can't help but wonder...

"So," he finally manages to say, breaking the heavy silence that has fallen once more. "What do you think we should do