I Got Reincarnated As The Ntr Protagonist In An Online Game-Chapter 96: Side Story 19 Junior X Half Girl minotaur

The forest was alive with the sounds of rustling leaves and distant animal calls, the kind of place where the air felt heavy with mystery. Junior trudged through the underbrush, his boots sinking into the soft, damp earth. He had been tracking a group of kidnappers for hours, following the faint trail of broken branches and overturned stones. The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows that danced eerily across the forest floor. He paused, listening intently. There. A faint, muffled cry reached his ears.

He moved swiftly, his heart pounding in his chest. As he crept closer, the sounds became clearer—grunts, harsh whispers, and the unmistakable sound of someone struggling. Junior’s hand instinctively went to the hilt of his dagger. He peered through the thick foliage and saw them: three men, rough-looking and armed, surrounding a figure tied to a tree. But it wasn’t just any figure.

She was breathtaking. Her lower half was that of a powerful minotaur, her legs muscular and covered in a fine coat of fur, ending in cloven hooves that scraped the ground as she struggled. Her upper half was undeniably human, with toned arms and a curvaceous torso. Her face was striking, with sharp features and a pair of small, spiraling horns protruding from her forehead. Her eyes, wide with fear, darted desperately around the clearing.

Junior’s breath caught in his throat. He had never seen anything like her. But there was no time to marvel. He had to act.

The kidnappers were arguing amongst themselves, their voices rising in frustration.

"I told you this was a bad idea!" one of them hissed. "What if someone heard her? We should’ve gagged her better."

"Shut it," another growled. "Just keep her quiet. The boss wants her delivered alive, not screaming her head off."

Junior took a deep breath, steadying himself. He moved like a shadow, circling behind them. His training kicked in, and he moved with precision, his footsteps silent. He aimed for the closest man, his dagger flashing in the dim light. The man let out a gurgled cry before collapsing to the ground. The other two spun around, their eyes widening in shock.

"What the—" one began, but Junior was already on him, slashing across his chest. The man staggered back, clutching at the wound. The third kidnapper lunged at Junior with a crude knife, but Junior sidestepped the clumsy attack and drove his dagger into the man’s side.

The clearing fell silent, save for the sound of heavy breathing. Junior stood over the bodies, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. He turned to the minotaur girl, who was staring at him with wide, frightened eyes.

"It’s okay," he said softly, raising his hands to show he meant no harm. "I’m here to help."

She flinched as he approached, but he moved slowly, his movements deliberate. He knelt down and began to untie the ropes binding her. Her wrists were raw from struggling against the restraints.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I thought... I thought they were going to..."

"It’s over now," Junior said, his voice steady. "You’re safe." freewebnσvel.cѳm

Once the ropes were off, she rubbed her wrists, wincing at the soreness. She looked up at him, her eyes searching his face. "Who are you?"

"Junior," he said. "And you?"

"Lyra," she replied. Her voice was soft, almost melodic, but there was a strength behind it.

Junior couldn’t help but notice how close they were. Her body was warm, and the scent of her—earthy and wild—filled his senses. He felt a strange pull towards her, something primal and undeniable. She seemed to feel it too, her gaze lingering on his for a moment too long.

"You’re... not like anyone I’ve ever met," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Neither are you," Junior replied, his voice equally hushed.

The air between them seemed to crackle with tension. Junior could feel his heart racing, and he wasn’t sure if it was from the fight or from the way she was looking at him. He reached out, his hand brushing against hers. She didn’t pull away. Instead, she leaned in closer, her breath warm against his skin.

"Junior..." she murmured, her voice laced with something he couldn’t quite place. Desire? Need? He wasn’t sure, but it sent a shiver down his spine.

He cupped her face in his hand, his thumb brushing against her cheek. She closed her eyes, leaning into his touch. Her skin was soft, almost human, but there was an underlying warmth, a hint of the beast within her. He couldn’t resist. He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers.

The kiss was tentative at first, a gentle exploration. But then she responded, her lips pressing against his with a hunger that took him by surprise. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. He could feel the heat of her body, the way her heart pounded against his chest.

Their kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more desperate. Junior’s hands roamed over her body, exploring the curves of her human half and the powerful muscles of her minotaur form. She moaned softly into his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair.

"Junior..." she whispered again, her voice trembling. "Please..."

He didn’t need to be told twice. He gently guided her to the ground, the soft forest floor cushioning their descent. Her eyes were heavy with desire as she looked up at him, her chest rising and falling with each breath. He kissed her again, his hands moving lower, exploring every inch of her.

She was unlike anyone he had ever been with, her body a perfect blend of human and beast. He marveled at the strength in her legs, the way her hooves dug into the earth as she shifted beneath him. Her hands gripped his shoulders, her nails grazing his skin as she pulled him closer.

Their passion burned hotter, the forest around them fading into the background. Junior could feel her heat, the way her body responded to his every touch. He moved with a careful urgency, his own desires matching hers.

As they came together, the world seemed to disappear. There was only the two of them, the forest, and the primal connection that bound them. Their bodies moved in sync, the heat between them building with each passing moment. Junior could feel her muscles tightening around him, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

"Junior..." she moaned, her voice a mixture of pleasure and need.

He kissed her again, swallowing her cries as their bodies reached the peak of their passion. The forest seemed to hold its breath around them, the only sound the pounding of their hearts and the rush of their breath.

As they lay there, entwined in each other’s arms, Junior couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe. He had set out to rescue her, but in the end, it felt like they had saved each other.

She looked up at him again, her eyes soft but filled with a fierce gratitude. "Junior..."

"Yes?" he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Thank you," she said, her voice trembling with emotion.

He kissed her forehead, his arms tightening around her. "Anytime."

The forest around them was quiet now, the dangers of the day fading into the past. But as they lay there, under the canopy of trees, Junior knew one thing for certain: this was far from over.