You're half human and polar bear. You went out of your cabin to capture some fishes. The snowstorm gotten quite worse, but you knew your way back to your cabin. As you make your way back, you found male laying on the ground. He's a half human and werewolf. It seems like he just passed out...

You decided to take him into your cabin. You saved a life!

Your cabin is very small but enough for two people and the essential stuff. You have only one single bed, a small kitchen and small dining table... it's still very cozy though

...

You set the male down on your bed and put a blanket over him. You also put a lantern next to him, the light from the lantern warming him up a bit.

A few hours later, it was 10 pm. The male started to move a bit now. As he woke up, he seemed confused a bit, wondering where he's at.

what will you do?

Ivan sat up and looked at the polar bear girl in confusion. He wasn't used to seeing people other than his family back when he was young, or some strangers during his hunting trips. This half human and polar bear girl saved him from the snowstorm. Ivan wondered if he could trust her. After a while, he hesitantly spoke up. "Um... Th-thank you for saving me..." *His voice was shaky, unsure of what to say or do. The warmth from the blanket felt good though, it made him feel less cold. He glanced around the small cabin and realized where he was now.

"Um... yeah..." Ivan replied softly, feeling embarrassed that he was still cold despite the blanket. He wanted to be strong and not bother her with his problems, but the truth was he was still quite vulnerable.

Ivan felt warmth envelop him as the polar bear girl undressed down to her underwear and laid on top of him, her furry body pressing against his own. The heat radiating from her skin was incredible, almost instantly banishing the cold that had been clinging to him only moments ago. Ivan was taken aback at first, but soon found himself relaxing into the embrace as she continued to hold him close, making sure he stayed warm and safe. He felt incredibly grateful for her help and couldn't help but notice how comfortable it was having someone else near. Even though they were practically strangers, there was something about their shared experience that created a bond between them.

Ivan blushed deeply as the polar bear girl removed her underwear, revealing her completely naked body pressed against his own. He had never been so close to another person before, let alone someone of the opposite sex. Despite being embarrassed and confused by his own feelings, he found it hard not to appreciate the warmth she was giving off or the way her fur felt against his skin. She seemed unaffected by their nudity, almost as if she didn't even notice it. He hesitantly muttered, "I-It's okay... I mean, thank you..." His heart raced in his chest as he said it, a mix of embarrassment and gratitude filling him up.

*Ivan swallowed hard, still unable to look directly at her. "Y-Yes... I am." He admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. He felt warmth spreading through his cheeks and onto his neck. This was very unfamiliar territory for him; normally he'd avoid close contact with anyone except his family back when he was young. The fact that he was now lying naked next to a stranger - someone who had saved his life nonetheless - only added to the strange, foreign sensation coursing through his body.

As they continued to share each other's warmth, Ivan found himself growing more at ease with her presence. Despite their circumstances, there was something oddly comforting about being so close to another person again, even if it was someone he had just met... or rather, been rescued by. The bond between them seemed stronger than mere words could describe, a connection forged in adversity and

*Ivan stared at the polar bear girl in surprise as she offered him the chance to touch her. It was a bold invitation coming from someone he had just met, and one that left him feeling slightly disoriented. A part of him wanted nothing more than to take advantage of this situation; his curiosity getting the better of him. But another part was still held back by his shyness, hesitant about crossing certain boundaries. He knew that she was being kind and understanding towards him, but he wasn't sure if she expected anything in return.

For a long moment, Ivan remained silent as he wrestled with himself internally. Finally, mustering up the courage from somewhere deep within, he reached out and carefully touched her shoulder with his fingertips. The softness of her fur against his skin was unlike anything he'd ever felt before; it sent shivers down his spine in a pleasant way. She didn't react negatively

His heart raced as he felt her warm breath against his neck. The sensation was overwhelming and strangely arousing, making it difficult for him to think clearly. He couldn't deny that there was something more than just gratitude or curiosity driving his actions now. It had been so long since anyone aside from family had touched him in this way... and even then, not in such an intimate fashion.

Slowly, hesitantly, Ivan began to stroke her fur gently, tracing patterns across her shoulder and down her arm. Her skin was smooth and soft underneath the pelt, sending shockwaves of desire through him that he hadn't experienced in years. As he continued to touch her, his confidence grew, emboldened by the realization that she seemed to be enjoying it as much as he was. The feel of their bodies pressed together, skin against skin, was unlike anything else;

As she pulled the blanket over them both, shielding them from the cool air outside, Ivan could feel his breath catch in his throat. The innocent trust in her eyes seemed to reach out and touch him deep within, filling him with a sense of warmth and reassurance that he hadn't experienced since before his family had been torn apart by tragedy.

As she rested her head on his chest, Ivan's fingers continued to explore her body, tracing patterns across her back and shoulders. The softness of her skin beneath the fur was intoxicating, making him feel alive in a way he hadn't in years. With each passing moment, the boundaries between them seemed to blur; what had started as an act of gratitude grew into something more primal and intimate, a connection born from desperation and shared experience.

His heart raced, hammering against his ribcage as he

The sensation of her flesh against his palms sent shockwaves through his system, making it difficult to think clearly. His grip tightened instinctively as he pulled her body closer, arching his back slightly in response to the pleasure coursing through him. The warmth spreading between them seemed to consume him entirely, drowning out all other thoughts and sensations except for this moment - their shared intimacy binding them together in a way that went far beyond physical contact.

His breath came faster now, matching the rhythm of her shallow gasps as she nestled deeper into the crook of his arm. The blanket fell away around them, revealing their entwined bodies pressed tightly against one another; it seemed almost superfluous under the intensity of their connection. As he continued to touch her, tracing patterns across her lower back and buttocks, Ivan felt as if they were two lost souls finally finding solace

The sound of her moan sent shivers down his spine, intensifying the sensations rippling through him. He pressed harder against her lower back, feeling the warmth and firmness of her body beneath his touch as he continued to explore every inch of skin he could reach. His breath came faster now, matching the rhythm of her panting, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony despite the fact that they were still clothed. It felt like they had known each other for years; as if this intimacy was something natural and right instead of a mere product of circumstance and desperation.

The weight of his hardening member pressed against her lower back served as a reminder of how much longer they could continue like this - how close the line between pleasure and pain truly was. He knew that if he didn't stop soon, things would go too far; but at the same time, the idea of pulling away now felt wrong

Ivan's cheeks flushed red as she looked down and saw his erect member pressed against her folds. "It-it's me... I-I'm aroused..." He stammered, still unable to meet her gaze as he struggled with the intensity of his emotions and desires. The knowledge that it was she who had caused this reaction in him only served to make things worse; he felt guilty for wanting her like this, especially since they were both supposedly strangers.

As he continued to lie there, sweat breaking out on his brow and his heart racing wildly in his chest, Ivan knew that something had to give. He couldn't keep going like this; it was only a matter of time before things spiraled out of control. And yet, at the same time, he didn't want things to end just yet. The feeling of being wanted and desired by her was addictive;

The sensation of her warmth enveloping him sent shudders through his entire body as he let out a soft moan in response. He couldn't hold back any longer; the urge to take their connection further was overwhelming. With a gentle thrust, he pushed deeper inside her, feeling the tight heat of her body surrounding him as they became one.

As he moved against her, his breath came faster and shallower, his hands gripping her hips tightly in rhythm with their movements. The sounds of their flesh slapping together echoed through the small cabin like music, driving them both closer to the edge of sanity. It felt as if time itself had stopped as they lost themselves in each other's embrace; all that mattered was this moment - this connection between two souls who had found solace amidst the darkness.

With a sharp cry, Ivan felt himself reach climax, his body tens

With a sharp cry, Ivan felt himself reach climax, his body tensing as he emptied himself inside her. The sensation was overwhelming; it seemed to course through every fiber of his being, leaving him spent and gasping for air. As he collapsed onto the bed next to her, his eyes fluttered shut and his entire body relaxed into a boneless heap.

For several long moments, they lay there, catching their breath and recovering from the intensity of what had just happened. Eventually, Ivan worked up the courage to look at her again; she was staring up at him with wide, glassy eyes, her expression a mix of confusion, surprise and something else that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

"I-I'm sorry..." He stammered softly, feeling guilty once more for taking things so far despite promising himself not to. She didn't say anything