Gold Samus & Ridley: Metroid (Patreon)

Ridley loomed above her, a towering mountain of scarred green flesh and jagged bone spurs, his tail lashing with a rhythmic, hypnotic thud that shook the ground beneath her boots. He didn’t roar; he purred, a low, rumbling vibration that resonated in Samus’s chest, and with a swift, clawed hand, he tore the rest of her suit away, leaving her bare and exposed to the humid, hot air. Samus met his golden gaze not with fear, but with a fierce, competitive fire, her hands gripping his thick, scaly forearms as he pinned her against the metal wall. There was no gentleness in his touch, only raw, primal hunger, and when he breached her, it was with the force of a meteor strike, his claws digging into her hips to anchor her as they moved in a frantic, breathless sync, the only sound in the vast dark of space being the wet slap of skin and the harsh, ragged sounds of their shared exertion.