Ann sat by the fire in Mino's cave, wrapping a blanket around herself. The flickering flames cast shadows on the cave walls, creating an almost surreal atmosphere. Mino, the half-bull, half-human creature, sat across from her, his large frame towering over the fire. Despite his intimidating appearance, his eyes held a gentle curiosity.
"Thank you for the blanket," Ann said softly, trying to break the silence.
Mino nodded, his deep voice rumbling. "You're welcome. You must have been very scared when you first found yourself here."
Ann sighed, looking into the fire. "I was. But you've been kind. It's strange, being here with you. You're not what I expected."
Mino smiled, a mixture of sadness and warmth. "I get that a lot. People see the horns, the hooves, and they think I'm a monster. But I'm just... different."
Ann tilted her head, curiosity piqued. "How did you end up here? I mean, living in this cave?"
Mino leaned back, looking thoughtful. "It's a long story. I was born in a small village, but they feared me. My appearance was... alarming to them. So, I left to protect them from their own fear."
Ann frowned. "That must have been hard. To leave everything behind."
"It was," Mino admitted. "But I found peace here. The forest, the cave... they accepted me as I am. And over time, I've learned to live with my solitude."
Ann looked around the cave, noticing small personal touches—hand-carved wooden figures, carefully arranged stones. "You've made it your home."
Mino nodded. "Yes, it's my sanctuary. A place where I can be myself without judgment."
Ann's gaze softened. "You must get lonely."
Mino's eyes met hers, and for a moment, they shared a silent understanding. "Sometimes," he said. "But nature has a way of filling the void. The animals, the trees, the wind... they're my companions."
Ann smiled. "You speak about them like they're friends."
"In a way, they are," Mino replied. "They don't see me as a monster. They see me as part of their world."
Ann shifted closer, the warmth of the fire reaching her. "Do you ever wish things were different? That you could go back to the village?"
Mino's expression grew serious. "I used to. But I've come to accept my life here. It's peaceful. Safe. And it's given me a chance to understand myself in ways I never could back in the village."
Ann nodded, understanding the weight of his words. "You've found your place."
"Yes," Mino said softly. "But now, with you here, it feels different. It's been so long since I've had someone to talk to."
Ann reached out, placing a hand on his arm. "I'm glad I found you. I feel safer with you than I did wandering lost out there."
Mino looked at her hand, then back into her eyes. "I'm glad you're here too, Ann. It's nice to have someone to share this with, even if only for a little while."
They sat in companionable silence for a while, listening to the crackling fire. The cave seemed to embrace them, a cocoon of warmth and safety.
"What about your family?" Ann asked after a while. "Do you ever think about them?"
Mino sighed. "I miss my family. Even though they're afraid of me, they're my family. But I know they'd be better off without the fear I put in their lives."
Ann squeezed his arm gently. "I'm sure they miss you too. Fear can make people do things they regret."
"Maybe," Mino said sadly. "But that's in the past now. I can't change that."
Ann nodded, feeling his loneliness. "Thank you for sharing your story with me, Mino."
He smiled. His eyes were genuinely warm. "Thank you for listening, Ann. It means more than you know."
The night passed. They talked about light things like their childhood stories, their favorite memories, and their dreams. Ann found herself laughing. The sound echoed softly in the cave. Mino's deep laugh met hers, and for a moment, it felt like the cave was filled with more than just the two of them.
Mino kissed Ann, in the romantic mood and atmosphere.
He reached out and took her hand without saying anything. "Fuck me," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. Everything happened so quickly. Mino threw himself at Ann, pounding away madly. He pulled off Ann's dress and thrust it in without Ann saying a word.
Ann's eyes sparkled with shock, but she didn't resist. Mino kissed her passionately, making Ann weak and tingling. Mino had great strength, he pressed Ann's waist and thrust in quickly, from behind. She let him lead her to the rhythm of the music.
As they danced, Mono couldn't help but be fascinated by Ann's beauty. Her skin was like alabaster, her eyes shone like sapphires in the moonlight. He felt himself get lost in her eyes, his heart beating wildly with desire.
From shock to pain, followed by heat, flowing with the power of lust.
The whistling sound seemed to fade away, replaced by their own gasps. Mono's hands wrapped around Ann's waist, his lips inches away from hers.
"I can't control myself," he whispered, beside Ann's ear from behind. His warm breath blew against Ann's neck. His voice was almost a whisper.
"I scent you and I can't control myself"
"Female pheromone.."Ann thought.
Ann's eyes didn't leave his. Her voice was hoarse with emotion. "I don't want you," she whispered back softly. She cried out.
And at the same time, Manor's lips met Ann's lips, their bodies intertwined in a passionate kiss.
As Ann turned to face him, the dark-skinned, red-haired, bearded, and horny young man was muscular, chest and all over. His shaft was still firm and long. He pulled his dick out of Ann's body with a white stream of love juice. Ann climaxed with him.
Ann was confused and accidentally cried, and her head shook.
"You laugh so beautifully," Mino said. His eyes sparkled in the fire.
From the rough touch, it turned into a large, warm hand that gently kneaded and squeezed her hips.
Ann blushed, feeling a warmth that had nothing to do with fire. "Thank you. I haven't laughed like this in a long time."
"I'm sorry," Mino said sincerely.
Ann looked at him, her fear and uncertainty melting away.
And then Ann's phone was dead.
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