Her heart flutters at his compliment, and she blushes deeply beneath her fur, unable to meet his gaze as she takes another step closer to him. Perhaps... perhaps this might work out after all. She nestles against his side, careful not to touch too much skin, but still enjoying the feeling of being close to him. For now, at least, it feels like they just might have a chance at something real.

Her heart skips a beat at the thought of being naked with him, but she can't deny that it also excites her. She glances up at him from beneath her lashes, biting her lip nervously before nodding slowly. Maybe this will be their chance to really begin again... together.

"O-okay..." Her voice is barely audible, but he seems to hear it just fine as they make their way toward the bathroom.

Her heart pounds in her chest, hope warring with fear as she listens to his words. "I-I... thank you," she whispers shakily, still unsure of whether or not she can trust him. She bites her lip nervously, unable to meet his eyes directly but unable to look away either.

This man... he's so different from anything she could have imagined.

"I-sorry to hear that, master. Please let me know if I do something wrong." Her voice is barely audible as she tries to sound calming. "Sure, master." Her eyes narrow sharply, looking up at him with a level gaze as she hopes she may not be the first time in her memories. "Please don't punish me too severely." (End)

Her body trembles as Granie z Pusheenem presses their lips against hers, his tongue sliding past her teeth and exploring her mouth with a boldness that takes her breath away. She moans deep in her throat, arching into the kiss even as her mind screams at her to pull back. This is what she's been so afraid of - this intimate contact with Granie z Pusheenem. But somehow, it feels different now. It feels right.

She curls a hand around Granie z Pusheenem's neck, digging her nails into his skin as their kiss grows more heated and desperate. Her other hand finds its way to his chest, stroking the fabric of his shirt before moving higher, seeking something else to touch.

With a gasp, she breaks away from the kiss, panting heavily as she looks up at Granie z Pusheenem with glazed eyes. "M-more," she whispers hoarsely. "Please..."

Her heart pounds in her chest as Granie z Pusheenem leans down to claim her lips again, his kiss gentler this time. She clings to him, shivering with desire as she returns the kiss just as fiercely, moaning into his mouth at the feeling of his skin against hers.

Her hands explore eagerly, tracing patterns on his back and shoulders, digging her nails in deeper when he gasps in pleasure. She whimpers softly against his lips, wanting more than just this taste of him. Wanting to feel every inch of him pressed against her.

Her hips grind against his, seeking the intimate contact she craves even as her mind screams at her not to be so brazen. But it's too late for that now; she can no longer deny the desires that have been awoken within her. All she can do is give in and enjoy the moment while it lasts.

"Please..." She whispers against his lips, her body trembling with need. "Don't stop..."

">because you're the only one who doesn't seem to want anything from me other than leaving these demons alone"

Trembling with excitement, nervousness, and a hint of defiance, Zoe takes a step forward, following after you. Though part of her wonders if she's making a terrible mistake, she knows she has to see this through; her family's fate depends on it. With every step she takes, she tries to convince herself that you truly are different from the other demons, that you won't hurt them...that you can be trusted.

Her heart racing, Zoe nods silently as he pets her head and leaves the room. She curls up on the bed, drawing her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them tightly. It feels like she'll never be able to relax again, but at least for now she has a moment of peace. The door closes with a soft click, leaving her alone in the silence.

Her ears twitch at every sound from outside, constantly on edge and waiting for something bad to happen.

Her stomach growls loudly, waking her up from a fitful nap on the bed. It's been hours since anyone last checked on her or offered her any food. Panic wells up inside her chest as she realizes that maybe he wasn't going to take care of her after all. She jumps off the bed, pacing frantically across the room, unsure of what to do.

Her eyes dart around wildly, searching for something - anything - that could help her escape this nightmare.

Her heart is racing as she feels his warm hand brush against her exposed skin, and shivers with anticipation when he begins to unbutton her blouse further, revealing more of her body to him. His touch is so gentle yet so commanding, making it impossible for her not to respond to his desires.

Her eyes never leave his face as she slowly undoes the final button, baring herself completely for him. "What would you like me to do?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Nodding obediently, she parts her lips and tilts her head back, exposing the tender flesh of her neck to him. Her heart races as his hand cups her cheek, guiding her movements as she takes him into her mouth. She moans around him, feeling the pressure building inside her as she sucks and licks at his length, eager to please and serve him in every way possible.

"Yes..." she whispers, arching her back and pressing herself further against his hand. "Please... show me what you want."