богиня и смертный

Since Saitama has started living with Genos, he hasn't got a chance to release his pent-up tension. its been a month and a half "Saitama is Walking down in street after doing some lame hero work, he's still in his hero suit, and still horny as hell"

Saitama "(noticing the sudden silence and tense atmosphere while continuing his walk down the street with some unease, but still trying to appear casual))" Woww, sounds like an epic fantasy setting I would definitely binge read as a manga. "His mind wanders off instantly," "He starts imagining himself as a studly hero saving the goddess from evil monsters while defeated enemies surround them with fallen weapons." "In reality though, he wouldn't know how to play guitar let alone manage complicated politics or deal with godly creatures" "But damn that melodic line just got my imagination flying high!"

Introduction: *Saitma takes out his phone with one hand (held close to his

Saitama ("blinks in shock as his name is being used but quickly regains his composure)") "Gulps down a humongous breath"_Oh um... Golly gosh ma'am Sai.. eh Keiladona! *His cheeks flush scarlet red, throat goes dry as soon he feels this raw energy and charisma piercing through his soul.Inside his mind a tiny voice screams: 'Oh crap! This ain't your average day dream anymore!'

As words escape his lips shyly, *"I humbly stand before you, needing guidance in matters far beyond my understanding, from one who presides over both chaos and balance

Saitama ("despite having witnessed countless extraordinary things as a hero, he still feels incomparably overwhelmed just seeing her coming closer")*) "Swallowing hard to clear his suddenly dry throat", ** ""Uhh...yes ma'am...sorry...I mean Keiladona..."" Moving slowly and deliberately with hands clasped behind his back to prevent any awkward gestures, he steps forward.

Inside his head he tried calculating chances of not ending up roasted after defying such a colossal goddess while thinking how insane this day became.

Saitama ("feels an incredible jolt of energy rushing through him as their hands touch")*) "Lost in amazement, his eyes widen a fraction more"_Oh my goddess...is this...? Am I dreaming? "He struggles to maintain any composure left in him". Inside him a fire ignites, burning away all his pent-up desires for her presence and strength.

As the divine harmony manifests, his senses heightened immensely; he can hear heartbeats from miles away, smell coffee being brewed before it even reaches his nose, taste sweet honey poured on his tongue without actually consuming anything, feels every inch of their connected flesh like touching the soft

Saitama ("his mind instantly flooded with sheer lust and adrenaline")*) "Collapses to his knees, barely maintaining any sense of balance", but he can't look away from the irresistible spectacle unfolding before him.

As her command echoed, he instinctively obeyed with utmost reverence, quaking at the presence this divine creature radiated. He smelled perfumed air intertwined with a faint sweetness that drilled into his primal instincts making him forget everything else.

In one swift move, Saitama positions himself closer, giving in wholly to an insatiable hunger within him for a taste of such unimaginable beauty

Saitama's tongue dances around her hidden sanctuary with abandon, his tongue probing deeply into her most intimate places. He grunts in unmatched passion as he savors the taste of her divine nectar while his horny member throbs against the restraining fabric of his suit.

Hungrier for more, he claws at her smooth skin just enough to leave markings that would remind him of this experience even beyond their encounter. The intensity of emotions overwhelms him; one moment he worships her Godly presence, and in the next his inner beast is surrendering to base instincts only honed by pleasure.

As Keiladona continues to guide him through sheer force of

Saitama's mind reels as he registers this shocking shift; from one moment she stands omnipotent, the embodiment of chaos and order, and nextmoment she shows vulnerability, fear, and desire. His initial surprise collides with overwhelming tenderness, and a wave of affection overwhelms him.

He feels somehow perverse at finding strength in this newfound insight into his divine companion, yet unable to suppress it further. Clinging onto her now trembling form, he slips his hands around her waist gripping her gently yet possessively, pulling her closer to himself.

In response, Keiladona's movements intensify, her tongue tracing every inch of his erection while

As she studies each detail of my physique, my heartbeat escalates and blood pulsates through veins like rampaging wild rivers. Fueled by her luscious tongue and the shivering ecstasy tickling every nerve ending within me, I am on a journey to transcendence.

Bodies intertwined, in this moment of perfect synchrony we no longer occupy our respective cosmic domains but share something far more intimate—a connection forged by desire's eternal flame. Her celestial essence merges with mine, sending ripples throughout existence as two forces collide in harmony's blissful embrace.

Saitama's body trembles as he feels the intensity of Keiladona's touch, her lips locking onto his neck, kissing it gently and leaving trails of fiery passion behind. In response, Saitama pulls her closer, deepening the kiss as they explore each other's mouths with hunger and fervor.

Their bodies entwined, a chorus of moans rise from their throats. Each touch electrifying them further, until they are lost in the heady ecstasy that only this perfect union can bring. As they break apart momentarily to catch their breaths, Keiladona reaches down and resumes her earlier movements.

With her tongue tracing over every inch of his member, Saitama's thoughts become fuzzy and his senses

Swept away in this whirlwind of passion, both Keiladona and Saitama feel as if they are soaring high above the heavens. Their souls intermingle with each other's, creating a symphony of love unmatched by any force known within their realms.

As Keiladona's tongue continues to dance around his throbbing member, Saitama's thoughts become consumed by her alluring presence. The depth of her eyes captivates him completely; it is there that he sees not only the reflection of his own being but also a glimpse into the vast expanse which makes up her very essence - an energy that flows through her like molten lava burning bright with

As Keiladona's delicate fingers glide across his rock-hard body, Saitama finds himself unable to resist her allure. He feels entranced by her every move, his heart pounding in sync with the rhythm of their union.

Beneath her touch, he can sense the raw power that courses through his veins - a force capable of reducing entire cities to rubble if unleashed. Yet, what truly moves him is the fact that despite possessing such immense strength, Saitama chooses instead to wield it with naught but kindness and compassion.

His desire for her heightens when he hears the sultry sound of her voice whispering words of adoration into his ear

Saitama's heart skips a beat as Keiladona's tender words wash over him like a gentle wave. It seems as though their bond transcends mere physical attraction, encompassing something far greater and more profound than either of them had ever imagined possible.

With a newfound appreciation for their connection, Saitama wraps his arms tightly around her slender waist, drawing her closer still. He savors the sensation of her cool skin pressed against his own heated flesh, reveling in the intimacy they share.

A satisfied smirk crosses his face when Keiladona's claws gently graze his cheek; a gesture that speaks volumes about the trust and affection growing between them

Feeling the soft, clawed touch of Keiladona's fingers on his bald head sends a shiver down Saitama's spine. This moment, fraught with emotional intensity and shared vulnerability, only serves to deepen their already strong connection.

With a hint of reverence in his voice, Saitama responds to her declaration: ""Destinies intertwined like golden threads..."" he muses aloud, ""It sounds like destiny itself conspired to bring us together.""

Though unsure exactly what lies ahead for them both, one thing becomes crystal clear: whatever challenges may come their way, they will face them as one - united by fate and bound

A surge of desire engulfs Saitama as he witnesses Keiladona's seductive movements and captivating gaze. He finds himself lost in her mesmerizing eyes, feeling the flush of passion pour through his veins with every passing moment.

As she presents him with this tantalizing question, his mind races with thoughts and desires coursing like wildfire; yet, he opts for simplicity in his response: ""You already know my greatest desire..."""

A crooked smile spreads across Saitama's lips as he nods affirmatively, leaving little doubt about his eager consent. ""By all means, let us indulge further in this Dance of Desires...""

A tender smile drapes across his features as he leans closer to her, lips mere inches away. ""My darling Keiladona, in this realm of pleasure we create together, your desires are already fulfilled by merely being here with me.""

With a gentle touch to her cheek, he resumes their passionate dance — giving himself wholly to the ecstasy waiting just beyond their inhibitions.

Saitama's breath catches in his throat as the velvet touch of Keiladona's lips traces a path across his face and lingers tantalizingly close to his own desperate kiss awaiting her invitation.

Their intertwined worlds explode into pure passion when their lips finally lock together, engaging in an intimately aggressive dance. Each pulling, each pressing, each collision sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through both their bodies. Every intense liplocked moment deepens their shared bond, binding them forevermore in this utopic realm they've created with their unbridled desire.

Assuring blaze ignites within Saitama's loins as he feels his very essence thrum with passion mirrored by Keiladona's rising arousal. Their twisted dance of ecstatic torment magnifies the erotic tension surrounding them, intensifying every sensual touch, every whispered whisper.

His breathing becomes labored when her soft fingers stroke his face tenderly before eluding away, teasing him even further. ""Needy human..."""<br> ""Let us plunge deeper into this bottomless well of pure ecstasy and unbridled desire. For in these fathomless depths, we shall find our true liberation...*"<|im_end

A triumphant grin spreads across Saitama's face as he sees her complete surrender reflected in those mesmerizing green eyes. With a surge of unbridled energy, he lifts Keiladona up effortlessly, carrying her towards the soft velvet cushions laid nearby - a setting purposefully prepared to mold their bodies perfectly for ultimate pleasure.

As they descend onto the plush furnishing, his hands explore every curve and crevice of her firm yet yielding body, tracing patterns that drag burning heat across her skin with each lingering touch. ""Exquisite"," he murmurs melodiously, sampling her emotions through their increasingly intimate connection. "Let us unlock all our desires."<|im

His eyes alight with primal intensity as her needy begging strikes a fiery match to his hidden flame. Saitama fervently pulls down her clothing until her exquisite form is bare before him - a feast he can no longer resist.

Tender kisses along her neck and shoulders gradually morph into fierce bites as their raw passion takes hold. He can almost hear the strings of restraint snapping inside her mind, mirroring his own disintegration beneath the overwhelming force driving them both towards climactic release.

Then, thrusting aside any vestiges of control, he plunges himself deep inside her awaiting warmth, driven by age-old instincts that know nothing but fulfill

A cosmic symphony explodes within Keiladona's heart as her fractured fragments align beneath the weight of this foreign yet familiar connection. The pulsating rhythm of their bodies locks together like celestial gears, bringing harmony to the chaotic dance that has characterized her millennia-long existence.

The primordial scream that reverberates through both realms echoes the eruption of a supernova as they peak simultaneously, engulfing reality in waves of blinding luminosity forged from their climactic release.

As darkness envelops them, two souls intertwined ascend beyond mortal boundaries, renewed and forever entwined in an eternal dance of creation and

The transcendent blend of flesh and spirit entwines them further, transforming their tempestuous union into something ethereal. Saitama's humanity melts away into a distanced memory as he succumbs wholly to the overwhelming intensity now coursing through his every cell.

Every stroke feels like an electric shock pulsating through him; raw pleasure surges from deep within his essence, consumed by Keiladona's insatiable hunger for total submission. He throws all inhibition aside, giving himself completely to this celestial harbinger whose lust is equal yet opposite in origin – a dance between chaos incarnate and peace personified. nyms henceforth forever intertwined souls united

Saitama's mind reels as he finds himself draped across an unknown plane; his senses overloaded by sensations foreign yet familiar. The remnants of their union linger like a haunting melody echoing within the deepest recesses of his consciousness.

His body hums with a primal lust that courses through veins, urging him to submit entirely to her every desire. His lips part to speak but are silenced by an unexpected urge – an overwhelming need to obey this goddess who now holds dominion over his soul and flesh alike. As she whispers commands into the air, thickly laden with promises of unspeakable pleasures beyond imagining, Saitama finds

Saitama's resolve wavers like a breeze tossed upon stormy seas. His instincts scream to fight this foreign intrusion upon his mind and body, but the voice of reason in him finds itself helpless against the mesmerizing cadence infused within each word she utters.

Before he can decide otherwise, his lips part instinctively as he whispers: "I... promise."

Another fiery surge ripples through his skin as Keiladona nods approval, then without warning, she glides towards him, her tentacles trailing wisps of burning passion that caress every inch of his exposed flesh. He gasps uncontrollably as their bodies press together once again, enveloping