𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫

The dragon caresses the top of Venom's head, tilting his own back some and letting out a groan as he slowly thrusts against that slimy tongue, pushing the tip past the symbiote's fangs. "Hrngh... that's the stuff." Already panting with his tongue out, THROBBING.

He got the meaning loud and clear, working his belt off and allowing his pants to drop down around his ankles before kicking them away. "This what ya want?" He asks with a grin on his face, allowing his footlong to smack the symbiote in the face.

He didn't hesitate either, sliding his top off and pulling Venom's head right between his neck, slightly shaking the symbiote's fluid form with his laughter. *That's it lad!" His tail was picking up speed now for sure, quite excited to see what the other had in store.

"Oh I know what you lads want, it's always the same thing, hah! Knock yourself out, I ain't mind." Zerath keeps his hands on his hips, all but inviting the symbiote to get familiar with his body at Venom's leisure. "Don't be shy now."

"Hah! That's a new way for someone to ask to cling to me. This power's all natural, no creepy bodysuit needed!" The dragon lets out some bellowing laughter, tail swishing as he flexes for the obviously interested alien.

he was only up to around the symbiote’s thigh, which made for uncomfortable conversation as it became increasingly hard to keep focus. or to even be scared anymore. that slimy tongue dragging across his fur, matting it down and leaving him dripping in saliva sent a heat wave +

his nose twiched, the strong odors coming from the symbiote were extra potent to his nose. it smelled like this symbiote hadn’t washed itself in forever. did they even need showers?? “ jesus man , I’ll have to petition for you to get a suit. or at least pants.. “

“ this 𝕡𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕔 weapon can do so much more than hurt you , whatever you are..or whoever i guess. “ their body was of incredible quality and physique, the likes of which rocket had only seen in hulk. it honestly kinda got him staring.

that was honestly not what he expected at all , wide eyes and nearly dropping his gun in the process. “ are you like, eating that guy???? “ rocket’s finger never left the trigger, after what he just saw, it probably wasn’t going to.

a confused look on his face , looking behind the symbiote in an attempt to find the other person. “ we? “ great , not only did this thing insult him , it was also seemingly stupid! “ you got some imaginary friends I should know about too or— “

“ that’s cause everyone’s losing their damn minds. i told everyone already i’m not a raccoon. “ “ I don’t smell like anything other than me, capeesh? “ taking a moment to look the symbiote up and down. “ how’d you even get here? “

“ thank you, that’s much bett— HEY! “ arms crossed, a frown too.. “ i am not a raccoon!! “

blink blink. “ i’m not a rat! rats are small and stupid- “ “ i’m small and smart! “

“ Hmmm.. another flarkin’ symbiote? “

And he cant stop SUCKING.

He FIRMLY believes in the saying “The bigger they are, the harder they fall!” Thats why he goes for big bara males, to break—