A face that can really give blissful pleasure.
(Human Godzilla x human reader /smut/)
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Warning: I know I'm a delusional person. I'm just practicing being a writer, that's all. + English is not my first language
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A slight sigh escaped your lips as you swayed your body again. Your hips shook with the increasing approach, which immediately pulled back as you slowed down with a low moan.
You didn't want to finish so quickly.
You haven't enjoyed the touch of a foreign language yet. The saliva that so smoothly lubricated all the walls and thin skin, only giving more feeling to your body. Your hands are tightly clinging to thick black hair, disheveled in places. You've settled in so well in this living place. It's so nice and hard to endure at the same time as his rough hands gripped your soft hips, not letting go and not daring to lift.
Too good...
You didn't know that this Titan would be so good at this. You've made it clear that this is just a practice that won't lead to anything serious. But everything turned out to be quite typical.
Godzilla was too attractive in this form.
Black hair, scars, and stubble that tickled your fleshy thighs right now. All of this suits him too well. His body, his eyes, his lips. Nature really tried to improve the image and did not miss. Any woman who sees him will understand you. But not today. Or maybe never. Especially the moment you straddle his face.
And you didn't think he'd agree. It's too strange, but also intriguing at the same time.
Ignorant of human society, the Titan pounced on the female, by mutual consent.
At your request.
By your need, which he sensed as soon as he joined this strange human body.
The taste rolling down his tongue was unbearably exciting. He'd never felt anything like it. He knows that, by nature, animals mate for procreation, and other than that, he just didn't pay attention to it. And he knew that people did. It's all by nature. It's all instinctive. He didn't interfere, it would have been ridiculous of him. But he never thought that there was a huge difference between person and animal.
Feeling and pleasure from the process. So empathetic and so intense.. Especially from your wet little body, scratching his head like a prey under a huge predator. Your fingers were too blunt to hurt. But the claws, which attracted with their color, really stung. But it was hot, it was nice. So pleasurable, in fact, that it makes you growl and carry on with an act that makes you moan softly.
The sound from your mouth was foreign to him. That voice is affecting his condition too much right now. He doesn't want to finish, he wants to continue.
And he does. Holding you tightly to him, his tongue began to roughly explore your overstimulated place between your legs, only forcing you to bow more tightly to your fragile body.
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Sorry for the horror...
