#mothdan

Rodan reclined against the wall of his caldron, enjoying the sensation of the burning lava that he had been surrounded by all his existence. Utter bliss in just being by himself without the booming demands of more powerful creatures. He had wished every day could be like this; just him and himself. But alas in this new age that wouldn’t be the case. They were all more or less forced to interact now since being kicked from their former homes. Or at least those other low lives did. Rodan wouldn’t be caught dead leaving his home. It was one of the very few things he had that were legitimately his. 

An unexpected moan leaves his beak for a brief moment. His body feels hot. Hotter than normal. And then he instantly thinks of it. Shit! Was he entering heat now!? After everything, his body decided to do this to him now!? Couldn’t his biology wait another year or so? He groaned. At least it waited till now and not in the direct presence of the others. For the time being, he wouldn’t be bothered, but he knew his sexual scent would travel the world and infect the noses of many other creatures. 

Sighing, he knew there was going to be hell unleashed. He can’t really run and hide as there’s always someone waiting or able to catch him. And hell knows he doesn’t want to fuck on someone else’s terms. If anything, they need to be begging him! He licked his beak some. That wasn’t a half-bad idea really. Sure, he had been sassy before and assertive, but the tough guy act only earned him more laughs than respect. However, if he ever made his tone playful and eyelids lowered, the others were putty in his claws. Pure drones when he plays them right. Maybe that would give some interesting results and pleasurable fun for himself. The cocky bird moans again as his body signals his readiness to reproduce. Yeah, he’s going to drive them absolutely insane.

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Rodan looked up at the sky and smiled widely. His legs eagle spread, making it easier for his musk to escape and travel the world. He even went as far as to finger himself, making the smell secrete more and more with an extremely potent scent. It was like drawing moths to a flame as he could sense each and every presence looming closer. Speaking of moths...

“Madam Mothra~,” He said with a purr as she landed a few feet away from him. “Didn’t think you’d be the first to arrive.” 

He saw it. He saw the desperate lust trapped in her eyes. The pulsing energy of raw and unreleased sexual forces within that body. The smell was driving her crazy. The closer she flew and the stronger the scent the more of her level headed mind shattered. It was a completely animalistic feeling. A drive that hadn’t felt in thousands and thousands of years. 

“Rodan...” His name alone made her body tremble. Her “male” side started to flood into her, forcing her to become more trained on his sexual opening than anything else. “God you smell-”

“Amazing? Hot? Musky?” He chuckles, rubbing his fingers up and down his cloaca. “But it’s enough to make folks loco.” He moans a little, purposely exaggerating it to draw Mothra in more. And it worked as the moth goddess came closer, her mouth a few steps away from the warm opening.

“You want to smell more, huh?” Rodan teased, easing his talons above her back in preparation Mothra just nodded, stuck in the trance of his sweet aroma. Finally, she gives in and forces her mouth on him, inhaling deeply as a whine comes from her. Rodan chuckles again. “Love it?”

“Rodan...” Mothra moaned as she blushed in the way a moth could. Her wings lowered and below her large mass, the formation of an erection peeked from her slit. “Rodan you smell so good~ Too good~” Mothra inhales again, moaning and air humping. Rodan wraps his talons around her and purrs.

“Yeah, take in deep breathes. Take it in like you need it; like you need oxygen. Mmm let it flood your lungs~” He hissed as he felt her breath on him. 

“Too good too good.” She whimpered, moving her front arms forward and pulling Rodan closer to her. Rodan smirked, sitting up and placing his claw behind her head, pushing it deeper into the scent.

“Nnnngh, like that, huh? Like how this smells your highness? What do you want to do with this sweet thing hm?” There was a pause and Mothra did not answer. If she did, it would ruin her stature as a respectable kaiju. She wasn’t meant to be vulgar or anything. Hell, doing this was a risk but...

“What do you want to do to it, hm? Answer me~” Rodan purred, pushed her head away from his addicting smell. Mothra whined. “Tell me what you want to do and I’ll let you keep smelling.”

“I...I want to...”Mothra was at a loss of words. Should she really go into detail? Should she really spill out all of what her instincts were screaming? “I want to mate it.”

“Fuck it.” Rodan corrected. “Say you want to fuck it.”

Another pause. Mothra sighed.

“I...I want to fuck it.” 

“With what?” Rodan continued, enjoying this sweet torment. 

“With..with my dick,” Mothra responded. 

“Say it the right way. Say it with all that juicy detail I see in those eyes~” He purrs, reaching down and flicking some of his dripping lubrication on her, driving her even more mad with lust.

“I want to....” She takes a deep breath. “I want to fuck your tight cloaca with my hard fucking dick Rodan.” Rodan smiled before pushing her off completely.

“You nasty pervert,” He jokes. “Who knew perfect Mothra was such a perv?” He snickers and crawls back into the lava, knowing she wouldn’t follow. Mothra stared for a moment, whimpering as her cock throbbed beneath her.

“Rodan, please. Rodan please let me fuck you.” She begged, chirping loudly with aggravation, but Rodan just poked his head out from the lava, stuck his tongue out and winked before descending again. Mothra lingered for a while before getting the hint and flying off. Great, now she’ll have to find somewhere to relieve herself. 

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“Hey boys,” Rodan smiled as he swayed his rump side to side, showing off his goods to the new victim of his heat. “Missed me?”

Three hungry tongues licked lips as they stared at his opening. Duel penises stood out proudly with throbbing anticipation. They had traveled from their frozen exile due to the teasing sensation of a smell that altered the neediness of an unbred individual. A drive that had been hindered useless for millions of years has finally been reawoken by this tantalizing sight. Surely, this lower level of the titan hierarchy would be more than willing to allow their bulk to subdue his burning sexual impulse that bled out sweet smells. 

“Rodan,” Ichi began, finding it oddly difficult to form words as his mouth became too watery to even speak. His normally clear head was now fogged by the mist of to torturous sensation of his nostrils inhaling such wonder. “I...we...” He could not speak. No, not a word could be mustered. 

“What?” Rodan asked as he continued to sway his rump. “Is this what brought you here? It makes sense, wouldn’t expect you to just come to visit out of the goodness of your heart(s). “ He chuckles and watches those lust drowned eyes stare at his opening, leaking the same trapped want as the queen had before. He could also make out the hint of resistance in those three pairs of eyes; they were holding themselves back from mounting him. It actually made this all the more pathetic. King Ghidorah, destroyer of worlds and conquerer of all, was now at the mercy of a fire demon who mere months ago he had stood above as ruler.

“We...the smell...it’s..it’s strong,” Kevin admitted as he gulped down the saliva that pooled in his muzzle. “Really..really strong.”

“We had to react,” Ni finished as the large form came closer to the produce of the scent. “It’s as if you were calling for us.”

Rodan let out a laugh that shook the three-headed being. A laugh that was more mocking than anything else. 

“Heh, you think you’re so special, huh? Listen here bebé, there are plenty of others who can smell this and who want to fuck me. If it was really meant for you I’d fly my ass to you and you only.” Rodan snickered as he saw the heads look down rather shamefully. Granted, he did just burst their ego bubble. Truth be told, it made sense that they’d believe they were special to him, considering the hell he went through for them. Rodan felt some glee from seeing this defeated posture. Sex was power after all and Rodan was using it to his advantage. “However, I will consider letting you fuck me if you have good tongue action~”

“Tongue action?” All three heads asked all together. Rodan smirked and nodded his head, reach below his belly and parting his cloaca for them.

“Lick it up, baby. Lick. It. Up.”He purred, swaying his hips again in order to hypnotize them with his body. Needless to say, this worked. The three heads looked at each other, talking through glances and no words. The attempted blush on their snouts and the new pulsing of their dicks made it clear. 

“If you don’t do this right,” Rodan begins. “You’ll NEVER get to fuck me. EVER.” To some, this might not have really meant much at all. There are still plenty of warm bodies to find and mate. But for Ghidorah, this, this was a legit threat. Never getting to fuck the beta that had been eyeing since they first defeated him? Unthinkable.

Kevin makes the first move, slipping his long tongue up against the moist cavern, whimpering when Ichi forced his head away. The extreme closeness to the scent drove them even more insane with lust. Ni growled at Ichi before forcing his own tongue inside, purring with the delightful taste and the heavenly aroma. Rodan shuddered, moaning and lowering his head.

For the first minute or so, the three heads fought to find a rhythm until they finally achieved a pattern. They figured out that two could comfortably go at the same time and decided their roles. Kevin would lick and lather the out most sensitive folds while Ichi forced his tongue inside. That alone made Rodan gasp and his legs shake. Kevin would move aside, allowing Ni to take his place in running his tongue against the hot tunnel they wanted to fuck to badly. The smell. Fuck the smell. Their noses were now drowning in it, not that they were complaining, but god it was a sin for him to smell this good.

“Yeah boys~ Mmm good job.” Rodan complimented as he panted. He rocked his hips back to met and deeper their affection in him. Sweat came from some of his pores. “You love it, boys? Tell me you love my pussy.”

“We love it.” The three heads whined. “We love you.”

Rodan moaned again when they started to really get into it. He felt he was reaching his climax. 

“Shit, you might actually make me cum.” He laughs and groaned as he feels them speeding up. These bastards really think they can make him cum. Ha, he’ll show him. In the blink of an eye, Rodan moves his rump away from their greedy mouths. The look in their eyes is priceless. 

“Heh, you really thought I’d let you make me cum?” He laughs at them and begins crawling back into his volcano. Behind him, he hears the large alien crawl closer and whimper. 

“We...we want to taste.” They said together, the lust making them more of a unit than before. Rodan smirks and shakes his head. “Please. Let us taste.”

“Sorry,” Rodan snickered. “Didn’t make me feel good. I felt fine but not good.” With that, he vanished inside his caldron, enjoying the spoils of his victory. Outside, Ghidorah lingered as Mothra had down before. Their dicks throb with want and desire yet they would not get those things fulfilled. Instead, Ghidorah sniffed the ground that Rodan had been on, whimpering and moaning for him. Their hips rock against the earth, attempting to relieve themselves by any means. They pretend the hot dirt beneath them is Rodan, and that the warmth is his sweet cloaca, suckling on their cocks. But it doesn’t do it for them. Not when he is literally just a few meters away. 

The three heads snort in defeat and launched into the air, knowing they’ll have to find another way to pleasure themselves. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   “If it isn’t the king himself,” Rodan smirked widely. “Wonder what brought you here?” He continued, spreading his legs open wide. Godzilla stomped from the depths onto the beach, eyes dark and low. His form was sturdy and confident, not desperate and needy like Mothra or Ghidorah. But his sexual want was very clear. It was large and girthy. The width that put Ghidorah to shame. 

There were no words. No lengthy pleads. Godzilla stormed forward and Rodan found himself even more aroused than before.

“You’re in heat.” Godzilla’s deep voice boomed. Rodan rolled his eyes and laughed.

“Well of course I am.” He responded. Godzilla gave a toothy grin.

“You got a lot of titans losing their minds. Mothra came home and started to rub herself against anything she could. I heard Ghidorah’s low moans too.” Godzilla places one hand on Rodan’s thigh. “But I can’t blame them. This. This godamn smell is too much. It’s been in my head all day.”

“No no.” Rodan purred, pushing his sharp talons against Godzilla’s rough skin. “Just because you hold that damn title doesn’t mean you can just come and put the flame out yourself.” 

Godzilla huffed until Rodan reached down and grabbed his cock, catching the king of the monsters off guard. He rubbed it slowly, making the already hard member even stiffer. Godzilla groaned as his sex organ was given attention.

“Listen, I’ll let you give me a demo, and if I like it I’ll let you in,” Rodan told him, guiding his cock towards the warmth of his cloaca. Godzilla prematurely humped forward, almost breaking through the seal. But only the tip really got less than a few millimeters in. Rodan moaned a little and pushed him back. “Just against the outside, alright? You try to poke in again and your ass is out.” Godzilla nodded.

Both quivered as he rubbed his dick against the slickness of Rodan’s opening, small whimpers escaping their mouths. Godzilla fought within himself. He wanted so badly to just pound into the damn firebird. To make him scream and moan. He shut his eyes and slightly angled himself, making it where his dick would just slightly part the slit a little before moving on. But when he opened them again, he was met with the stern eyes of Rodan.

“You sneaky bastard.” Rodan sunk his talons into Godzilla’s sides, making the king yelp in pain. “Move back now.” Godzilla winced, but by the look in Rodan’s eyes, he knew he better listen. Once the sharp claws were removed, the king moved back, his cock weeping clear fluids already. Rodan frowned at him.

“Jack yourself off,” Rodan ordered.

“What?” Godzilla responded back, voice full of surprise. Rodan narrowed his eyes and growled.

“I said jack yourself off. Otherwise, get the fuck out of here.” Godzilla stared at him for a good moment, not really able to understand if this beta was really that serious. But all signs pointed to yes, Rodan was serious.

Godzilla sighed and looked around, not that privacy was of importance. He was always under the watchful eyes of those damn humans. Every step he takes or breath he makes the little bugs knew about it. Shamefully, he groaned and bent his knees some, making it easier to grab himself.

Rodan smiled.

“Go on,” Rodan teased as he began to finger himself. “Start.”

Godzilla groaned as he started to pleasure himself. His small hands wrapped around his cock as he moved them back and forth with a tight grip. He shivered at his own cold touch in comparison to Rodan’s warmth. 

“Mmm, where do you want that cock, hm?” Rodan began his plan. He knew Godzilla wouldn’t be contempt with rubbing and would try to penetrate. So, Rodan made a new plan. For Godzilla, the damn bastard wouldn’t be like Mothra or Ghidorah. He was stubborn and determined. He’d try to get the job done and reach his climax; which Rodan is letting him. But this is special. This is payback for those years of treating Rodan as an underling. At least Ghidorah eventually recognized Rodan as an ally worthy of having, even a mate, but Godzilla just saw Rodan as a follower who needed to stay in his place. 

“Huh?” Godzilla asked.

“Where do you want that cock to be right now?” Rodan growled. Godzilla drew his eyes between Rodan’s legs and bit his lip before meeting Rodan’s gaze again.

“There.”

“Where?” Rodan questioned as he rubbed his fingers up and down his opening.

“Inside you,” Godzilla responded, moaning as he quickened the pace of his genitals. “Deep inside you.”

“Why?” Rodan asked and Godzilla found it hard to form words. What was this bird doing to him?

“Because...because it belongs there.” He foolishly answered, making Rodan smirk with mischievous delight. 

“Oh, it does? What makes you say that?” The fire demon basked in this. Finally, he had Godzilla at his mercy.

“Because it belongs to me. I’m the king.”

“So?” Rodan moaned a bit. 

“So I can fuck whoever I want,” Godzilla growled a little, tightening his grip on his cock. Rodan snickered one more time.

“But I don’t want you. So what then?” Rodan stabbed him with his words and Godzilla paused. That, that’s got to be impossible. No titan has refused him like this. At least not the ones he’s been with so far. 

“Rodan-”

“I mean I understand why you want it. It’s tight. Really tight. Hot and moist. Every little fold inside hugging your dick so hard you can barely pull out. Yeah, slick and damp with my arousal.” Rodan shudders a bit as he puts another one of his claws inside himself. “Is that what you want Godzilla? You want to fuck my tight little cloaca? Wanna breed me like a bitch?” 

Godzilla panted, his movements on his dick growing faster as did his breath. His eyes locked hard on that sweet prize. His legs feel weak. His mind is foggy and throat dry. 

“Rodan...please.” There it was. Finally! Finally, Godzilla begs HIM!

“No no Mr. King, you said you can go fuck whoever you want. So go and find someone else.”

“Please Rodan, please. Baby let me fuck you. Let me give my all to you. I want to flood your insides.” Godzilla begged as he started to drip genetic fluid. Rodan just continued to tease.

“I can find better cock, you know that? I can have anyone I want too.” Rodan was cut off before he could finish his little spill when Godzilla forced open his legs and poked his tip inside, roaring loudly as he gave all his cum up. Rodan moaned. He moved his body, making the rest spill upon his stomach and chest. 

Luckily for Rodan, nothing got in too deep and the clean up would be fairly easy. 

“I’m..I’m sorry,” Godzilla admitted and lowered his head in shame. “I’ll...I’ll clean you up.” 

Rodan grew a fake frown and snarled. 

“You fucking better.” Godzilla nodded at the demand and cleaned up his mess, embarrassment all over his face and into his body. Rodan held back a grin as he watched Godzilla bend at his will and groom him. 

As for Godzilla, this defeat stung more than when he got his ass handed to him by Ghidorah the first time. Maybe because Rodan had taken power over one of those utterly primal instincts. You could be the strongest and biggest and most brutal being out there, but you will still crumble to your knees if something uses sex against you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Rodan rode out the rest of his heat in peace for the most part. He found it interesting that his food was also drawn to the smell, which made capturing fish and whales much easier. 

Though, it was aware of the presence of others, either if they’re flying or swimming around his island. He could feel their desperation and peaked arousal. And he found that hilarious.