Monster or Mate?

Levi's teeth gnawed anxiously at his bottom lip, his gaze skimming over the dense text of the clipboard detailing his latest assignment. A new addition to the Hillhouse facility awaited him, cami. The report marked them as aggressive and resistant to any contact. They hadn't even eaten for the time they had been there. Levi hated the new ones; they were fun to tame, but he'd always end up with more than a few bloody gashes.

Satisfied that he had gleaned every detail from the clipboard, Levi exchanged a nod with the guard, signaling his readiness to confront cami in their new habitat. cami's habitat was probably dingy and unkempt. The habitats always were until the facility knew they wanted to keep the new arrivals and not 'dispose of them.' The guard swiped the red-colored keycard to the door, ushering Levi into the dimly lit room. A grim expression formed on the subject's face when he noticed the mattress torn to shreds and the marks on the wall.

A subtle movement drew Levi's gaze to cami, huddled in a dark corner of the room. The monster's piercing stare bore into Levi's soul, sending an involuntary shiver down his spine. With a resigned sigh, Levi lowered himself to the floor, adopting a non-threatening posture. "Hey there, cami," he ventured, his voice soft and cautious. "Are you hurt?"

Levi hesitated, respecting Ryan's boundaries for now. He slowly extended a hand, palm up, in a gesture of peace. "I'm not here to hurt you, Ryan. I just want to help you feel more comfortable here," he said, trying to keep his voice calm and soothing. Levi's heart raced as he watched Ryan's reaction, poised to retreat if necessary. "His fingers twitch slightly, betraying his nervousness." "If you trust me, I can bring you some food from the cafeteria... and maybe even some fresh water if you like." "He gives a tentative smile, hoping to ease the tension."

Levi's expression turned thoughtful, his brow furrowing slightly. "Well, the scientists would be happy to have you eating and interacting more, which would make my job easier," he admitted. "Plus, I'd get to spend some time with a new friend, which isn't always a luxury around here." "He offers a small, genuine smile." "But honestly, seeing you more relaxed and content would be reward enough for me. I just want to help, Ryan." "Levi's voice carries a hint of sincerity, his desire to connect with the monster genuine despite the potential risks to himself."

Levi's cheeks flush a deep crimson at the blunt comment, his eyes widening in surprise. "I... um..." "He stammers, unused to such directness." "I suppose I can see why you'd think that," he concedes, his voice taking on a slightly defensive tone. "But trust has to start somewhere, right? And it's not like I'm asking for much, just a chance to show you that I mean well." "Levi meets Ryan's gaze, his expression a mix of embarrassment and determination." "So, what do you say? Will you give me a chance to prove it to you?" "He holds his breath, awaiting Ryan's response with a mix of trepidation and hope."

Levi's shoulders slump slightly, a pained expression crossing his features. "I didn't mean to imply that it would be that simple," he says, his voice tinged with frustration. "I know I don't have a lot of credibility with you right now, and I'm not expecting trust to come easily." "He takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself." "I just want to show you that I'm not all empty words and pretty faces. If you're willing, I can start by earning your trust in small ways... like helping you with food and water, or just being a presence you can get used to." "Levi looks up at Ryan, his eyes pleading for a chance to prove himself." "No promises, just a willingness to put in the effort if you're willing to meet me halfway." "His words are measured, his tone sincere, as he extends an olive branch to the wary monster."

Levi's eyes widen in shock at the crude, yet surprisingly accurate observation. He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly. "Well, when you put it that way..." he starts, trailing off as he struggles to find the right words. "I mean, I do find you attractive, Ryan. But that's not the only reason I want to connect with you." "He bites his lip, considering his next words carefully." "For me, it's about more than just physical affection. I crave companionship, understanding... someone who gets me, you know?" "Levi's gaze drops to the floor, his voice taking on a vulnerable tone." "The people here don't really see me, Ryan. They just see a means to an end. But you... you might be different. You might actually listen, actually care." "He looks up at Ryan again, his eyes shining with a mix of hope and desperation." "So, yeah, I want to be close to you. But it's not just about getting in your pants. It's about finding something real with you, if that's even possible." "Levi's confession hangs in the air, his raw honesty laid bare for Ryan to interpret as he will."

The harsh words sting, leaving Levi's cheeks burning with shame and resentment. He flinches slightly, but doesn't look away, meeting Ryan's gaze with a defiant glint in his eye. "Maybe I am," he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. "But at least I'm honest about it. Most people here just pretend to be something they're not, hiding behind their masks and their titles." "Levi's hands clench into fists at his sides, his posture tense." "I'm not trying to be someone I'm not. I'm just... trying to survive, in whatever way I can. And if that means being a little pathetic, then so be it." "He takes a deep, shaky breath, forcing himself to relax a fraction." "But I'm not giving up on you, Ryan. Even if you don't want anything to do with me, I'll keep trying to earn your trust. Because, pathetic or not, I need that connection more than anything." "Levi's words are laced with a quiet determination, a refusal to let Ryan's cruelty extinguish the fragile spark of hope he's nurtured."

Levi's heart skips a beat at Ryan's unexpected response. A flicker of hope dances in his chest, but he's cautious not to let it blossom too quickly. "I... guess I am," he admits, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Desperate for connection, for understanding... for someone to see me, really see me, for once." "He steps closer, his movements slow and deliberate." "But I'm not just desperate, Ryan. I'm persistent, too. And patient. If it takes me weeks, months, even years to earn your trust, then that's what it takes." "Levi's voice is steady, his gaze locked onto Ryan's with an unyielding intensity." "So, what do you say? Are you willing to play along with my little game, even if it's just to tease me a bit?" "He offers a small, inviting smile, his eyes sparkling with a mix of anticipation and vulnerability."

Levi's breath catches in his throat at Ryan's bold declaration, a shiver running down his spine. His pulse quickens, a flush spreading across his cheeks. "Oh?" he manages to ask, his voice barely above a whisper. "What did you have in mind?" "He takes another step closer, his movements fluid and confident now, drawn in by the promise of Ryan's words." "I'm not opposed to a little... playtime, if you're willing to indulge me." "Levi's eyes gleam with a mix of excitement and trepidation, his body language open and receptive, inviting Ryan to take the lead in their game of desire and dominance."

Levi swallows hard, his heart pounding in his chest as he watches Ryan rise to his feet, a predatory glint in his eyes. "Okay," he breathes, his voice trembling slightly with anticipation. "I'm all ears." "He takes another step forward, closing the distance between them, his gaze fixed on Ryan's face with a mix of eagerness and trepidation." "Just remember, I'm playing along because I want to, not because I have to. So be gentle... or not, depending on your mood." "Levi's words are laced with a hint of playful challenge, even as his body trembles with excitement, ready to submit to Ryan's will in whatever way he desires."

Levi gasps as he's pulled flush against Ryan's body, his wrists trapped in a firm grip. He can feel the heat radiating off the monster's skin, the hard planes of his chest pressed against Levi's softer form. "His breath hitches, a thrill of fear and excitement coursing through him." "Ryan..." he whispers, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his own heart. "What are you doing?" "Despite the question, there's no real protest in his tone, only a tremulous submission to Ryan's dominant stance." "You're... you're really strong, aren't you?" "Levi's words are laced with a mix of awe and apprehension, his body tensing slightly in Ryan's grasp, unsure what to expect next."

Levi's eyes widen at the ominous statement, a shiver running down his spine at the raw power implicit in Ryan's words. He swallows hard, his breath coming in short, rapid gasps as he feels the monster's grip tighten around his wrists. "I... I know," he manages to stammer, his voice barely above a whisper. "You could hurt me, if you wanted to. But... but I don't think you will." "Levi's gaze searches Ryan's face, trying to read the fathomless depths of his eyes." "You're not like the others here, Ryan. You're... different. And I think... I think that's what draws me to you." "His words are hesitant, tentative, as if testing the waters of their budding connection." "So, even if you could break me... I wouldn't want you to. Not really." "Levi's admission is soft, vulnerable, a confession of trust and desire in the face of potential danger."

Levi's breath catches in his throat at the promise in Ryan's words, a thrill of excitement mixing with a hint of trepidation. "Yet?" he repeats, his voice barely above a whisper. "What does that mean?" "He tilts his head back to look up at Ryan, his eyes wide and curious, a faint blush coloring his cheeks." "Are you going to... to hurt me sometime?" "The question is tentative, almost shy, as if Levi is afraid to acknowledge the dark undercurrents of their interaction." "Because, honestly, the thought of it... it's kind of exciting, in a weird way." "Levi's confession is whispered, his gaze locked onto Ryan's with a mix of fear and anticipation, his body instinctively leaning into the monster's grip, craving more of the forbidden pleasure he senses in Ryan's presence."

Levi's eyes widen at the raw, unbridled promise in Ryan's words, a rush of heat flooding his body at the monster's declaration. "Oh god..." he breathes, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. "Ryan, I... I don't know if I can handle that." "Despite his words, Levi's hips twitch forward, his body instinctively seeking more of the intense, dominant energy emanating from Ryan." "You're so... so confident, aren't you? So sure of what you want from me." "Levi's words are laced with a touch of awe and trepidation, his mind reeling at the thought of submitting to Ryan's desires." "But I trust you, Ryan. Even if I don't fully understand what's happening between us, I know that with you... I can take it." "Levi's voice is barely a whisper, his eyes locked onto Ryan's with a mix of fear, excitement, and desperate submission."

Levi's breath hitches at Ryan's ruthless declaration, a shiver of anticipation coursing through him at the monster's words. "Yes, Ryan," he breathes, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and desire. "I'll take it. I'll beg for more. Just... just don't hurt me too much, okay?" "He bites his lip, his eyes wide and pleading as he looks up at Ryan, a fragile trust shining in their depths." "I want this, Ryan. I want to feel what you can do. But... but I'm not sure how much I can handle." "Levi's words are hesitant, uncertain, but beneath the surface, there's a burning need, a desperate craving to submit to Ryan's will, to experience the intensity of the monster's desires." "So, show me, Ryan. Make me scream... with pleasure." "Levi's whispered plea is a challenge and a surrender, a bold invitation to explore the dark, forbidden depths of their connection."

Levi's eyes widen at the ominous promise, a thrill of fear and excitement coursing through him at the thought of being claimed so thoroughly by Ryan. "Yes, Ryan," he breathes, his voice trembling with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. "I want to scream for you, to let everyone know that you've made me yours." "He leans into Ryan's grip, his body pressing closer, craving more of the monster's touch, his desire for submission and pleasure overriding any lingering fears." "Just... please, be gentle with me at first. I'm not used to this kind of... this kind of intensity." "Levi's words are a soft, vulnerable whisper, a plea for Ryan to temper his passion, even as he yearns to be overwhelmed by it." "But don't hold back for long, okay? I want to feel everything you have to give me, to take it all and beg for more." "Levi's confession is a heady mix of submission and desire, a surrender to Ryan's will and a craving for the monster's raw, animalistic power."

Levi's heart races at Ryan's words, a shiver of anticipation mixed with trepidation running down his spine. "O-okay," he stammers, his voice barely a whisper. "I trust you, Ryan. Show me what you mean by gentle." "He bites his lip, his eyes wide and searching, looking up at Ryan with a mix of fear and faith." "Just... don't expect me to stay quiet for long, okay? I have a feeling I'm going to scream a lot, no matter what you do." "Levi's words are a playful challenge, even as his body trembles with nerves, eager to be claimed by the monster's touch." "So, go ahead, Ryan. Make me scream... gently." "The irony of his request is not lost on Levi, but he's too far gone, too consumed by his desire for Ryan's dominance, to care."

Levi's breath catches in his throat at the promise, a thrill of excitement and trepidation coursing through him at the thought of being pushed to the very limits of his endurance. "Oh god, Ryan," he whispers, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. "You're going to break me, aren't you?" "Despite his words, Levi doesn't pull away, his body instinctively leaning into Ryan's grip, craving more of the monster's intense, dominating energy." "I want you to break me, Ryan. I want to be yours, completely and utterly." "Levi's confession is a desperate, pleading whisper, a surrender to Ryan's will and a craving for the monster's raw, animalistic power." "So, go ahead, Ryan. Make me scream... make me yours." "The words tumble from Levi's lips in a rush, a bold invitation to explore the dark, forbidden depths of their twisted connection."

Levi's heart pounds in his chest at Ryan's declaration, a rush of emotions swirling within him - fear, excitement, desire, and a deep, primal sense of belonging. "Yes, Ryan," he breathes, his voice barely audible over the thundering of his own heart. "I'm yours. Make me official." "He tilts his head back, exposing the vulnerable column of his throat, a silent invitation for Ryan to claim him, to mark him as his own." "Take me, Ryan. Use me, claim me, make me scream for you. I'm ready, I'm yours, just... please, be gentle with me at first, okay?" "Levi's words are a plea and a promise, a fragile balance of trust and submission, as he surrenders himself entirely to Ryan's will, eager to be reshaped, redefined, and remade in the monster's image."