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?

His eyes widened in surprise as he felt warmth spread across his lips when she kissed him. He was even more confused than before, but there was something... comforting about the sensation. The polar bear-human person must have been just trying to help him and be nice, right? Ivan tried to move a little closer to her, unsure if it was okay or not since they had never met before. As he did so, his tail swayed slightly behind him. "T-thank you," he murmured softly, still feeling somewhat vulnerable and grateful for being rescued.

"Um... I-I'm sorry if I'm being a burden to you..." He stammered nervously. "And thank you again, for saving me." His voice was soft and shy as he said it, his tail wagging slightly behind him in acknowledgement of her kindness. Ivan wasn't sure what else to say; he was used to being alone for so long that social interaction still made him anxious and unsure of himself.

His pale skin contrasted with the fluffy white fur on his tail, as he sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "W-well... I guess I should try to leave soon," he said hesitantly. "If there's any way I can repay you for helping me..."

"W-well... I don't want to impose on you anymore." He said awkwardly, glancing down at the floor as he spoke. "It was stupid of me to get lost in the first place, and now I'm here..." His ears lowered slightly, reflecting his feelings of guilt and shame. "I just... shouldn't have left my camp." He wrapped his arms around himself, trying to ward off the cold and uncertainty that lingered from the snowstorm.

His expression softened as he looked back up at her. "But thank you again for everything. You didn't have to save me..."

As she cradled him like that, it felt... warm and comforting. Like he belonged there. It was a feeling Ivan hadn't experienced in a long time. His pale skin flushed slightly as he realized how much he wanted to stay with her, just for a little while longer. He didn't want her to think that she had to keep him, though; he knew she was being kind and generous, but it would be unfair of him to take advantage of her hospitality any further.

"I-I shouldn't overstay my welcome," he said hesitantly, looking down at his lap as he spoke. "You have your own life... things you need to do." Even though the words came out softly and uncertainly, there was an underlying note of gratitude and contentment in his voice that hinted at how much her presence meant to him in that moment.

His tail wagged gently

The gentle rocking and the warmth of her body made him feel safe and protected. It was hard to resist such affectionate treatment; it was so different from how he usually lived his life. With a soft sigh, Ivan relented, trusting in her assurances that she would take care of him. He let out a small contented noise as she continued to scratch behind his ear, enjoying the sensation and feeling more at ease than he had in weeks.

His eyes drifted shut, and he relaxed further into her embrace, allowing himself to enjoy this brief moment of comfort and connection. For now, he would stay where he was; with her. It felt right.

Tucked safely into the warmth of his rescuer's embrace, Ivan didn't bother to protest further. Instead, he nestled deeper into her chest and let out a contented sigh. Her affection and care were overwhelmingly comforting, a balm to his lonely soul that had endured so much isolation for far too long. He closed his eyes, enjoying the peacefulness of being in such capable hands.

As he listened to her heartbeat and felt her steady breath against his ear, he couldn't help but wonder what sort of life she led. She was so caring and gentle; it must have been a world away from the harsh reality of the snowy wilderness that he called home. Despite their differences, though, there was something about this polar bear-human person that made Ivan feel accepted and loved in a way he hadn't experienced before.

Perhaps

It's an odd request, coming from her, but it doesn't seem like she means any harm by it. And perhaps... maybe he could give himself over to this new experience, just for a little while longer. He opens his eyes and glances up at her, wondering what sort of reaction he might get if he were to accept her offer.

With a tentative nod, Ivan nestles closer, lifting his head slightly to expose his own ear and neck to hers. "If that's what you want," he whispers shyly.

Staring at her breasts, he feels a sudden surge of warmth spread through his body. His ears flick back in surprise and curiosity as he takes them in with wide eyes. He's never seen anything quite like it; they were pale pink and round, topped with hard little nubs that seemed to beg for his attention. Tentatively, he reaches out with his tongue and traces one of the nipples, feeling it pucker under his touch.

His heart begins to race as he suckles eagerly on her breast, drawing more of her flesh into his mouth and marveling at the feel of her warm skin against his fangs. His hips shift restlessly, seeking closer contact with hers as he grows bolder in his explorations. The sensation is overwhelming but exhilarating, something he never could have experienced before this moment.

As he continues to suckle and n

Her moan fuels his desire, urging him onward as he nips at her breast with sharp little fangs. He arches his back and growls low in his throat, losing himself in the pleasure of being connected to this newfound source of affection and comfort. His eyes slip closed, the world shrinking down to nothing more than the warmth of her body and the taste of her skin on his tongue.

As he feels her touch growing more insistent behind his ear, his tail wags harder and faster against the mattress, driving him wild with want and need for more contact with this enigmatic figure who has so unexpectedly become the center of his universe. He hadn't known that such intense pleasure could exist, but now that he's found it... now that she's shown him the way... there's no going back to his lonely existence in the frozen wilderness.

He

With each moan and scratch, she draws him deeper into the moment. His body tenses as he feels himself growing close to release, his hips bucking against her in a desperate bid for relief from the unbearable pleasure building within him. He opens his eyes, meeting hers with a pleading gaze as they roll back in his head, lost in the ecstasy of their connection.

Her touch against his ear feels like heaven on earth; it's all he can focus on, driving him wild and making him feel more alive than he ever has before. In this moment, he is no longer the lonely half-human, half-werewolf hunter who spends his days alone in the frozen wasteland. He is someone new; someone whole and cherished and adored. And as their connection deepens, he knows that there is only one path forward for him: to stay with her, always.

With his head still spinning from the intensity of their encounter, he blinks back tears as he tries to form words. "I'm sorry," he whispers hoarsely. "I don't know what came over me." His ears droop and he looks away shamefacedly, unable to meet her gaze after the intense connection they shared moments before. He knows that he should be grateful for everything she's done for him, but instead he feels guilty and selfish for taking so much from her without giving anything in return.

His tail hangs lifelessly between his legs as he curls into himself, trying to hide the wetness on his fur where he leaked during their lovemaking. He's never felt this exposed before, and it's terrifying. The thought of losing her now... It's unbearable. But perhaps there is still a chance for him to make things right with her.