Slight nsfw in this chap, going to mark it so anyone can skip if they don't want to read it.
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The celebration was in full swing. A large bonfire crackled in the village square, casting flickering light over the gathering. Villagers danced, laughed, and shared stories, their spirits high from the hope Goro had brought. At the edge of the festivities, Goro and Yoko sat on a low stone wall, away from the bustling crowd.
Goro glanced at Yoko, who was gazing into the firelight, her rifle resting by her side. The warm glow danced on her features. For a moment, Goro hesitated, unsure how to begin. Finally, he broke the silence.
"So, Yoko," Goro started, glancing at her with a crooked smile, "what made you pick up that rifle? I mean, not every day you meet someone who can shoot like you."
"Honestly? It wasn't really a choice at first. Someone had to step up, and no one else wanted to. So I taught myself. Trial by fire, I guess."
Goro nodded, impressed. "And you just kept going?"
"Yeah," she said, her voice softening. "At first, it was just about surviving. But then, I started seeing how much of a difference it made. The way people looked at me, like they believed things might get better. It... kept me going."
"You make it sound easy, but I know it's not. That kind of responsibility can weigh on you."
"Tell me about it," Yoko replied with a grin. "But hey, you've got the whole world on your shoulders. How do you handle it?"
Goro rubbed the back of his neck, leaning back slightly. "Barely, if I'm honest. Sometimes I think about how all I wanted was to pilot Lagann and explore the world. Now I'm trying to lead humanity into a future I'm not even sure I can guarantee."
Yoko looked at him, her expression softening. "You're too hard on yourself, Goro. Look around you, people believe in you. You've already done more for humanity than most could dream of."
There was a pause, the crackle of the fire filling the space between them. Goro took a deep breath, his voice quieter now. "What about you, Yoko? You're always out there, protecting your village. Do you ever... I don't know, feel like it's too much?"
Yoko hesitated, her gaze falling to her hands. "I guess... I focus on the little victories. Like today. Seeing the villagers smile, hearing them laugh. It makes all the hard stuff worth it."
"You know, you're a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for."
Yoko laughed lightly, her cheeks flushing. "You're not too bad yourself, Mr. Hero of Humanity."
"Hero, huh?" Goro leaning closer. "That what you think of me?"
"Well," Yoko said, meeting his eyes with a playful glint, "you did defeat Adiane, you're a pretty good pilot, and you're not terrible company. I'd say that counts for something."
"'Not terrible company'?" Goro repeated, feigning offense. "That's all I get?"
"Don't push your luck," Yoko quipped, but her smile betrayed her amusement.
Goro chuckled, his voice softening as he spoke again. "But seriously, Yoko... I'm glad I met you."
Yoko blinked, her expression caught somewhere between surprise and something warmer. She glanced away, as if searching for the right words, before turning back to meet his gaze. "You know... I feel the same way."
The silence that followed was different this time. Goro shifted a little closer, his tone growing more personal. "You know, I don't meet people like you very often."
Yoko raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile tugging at her lips. "People like me?"
"Yeah," Goro said, his grin widening slightly before softening. "Smart, brave, an incredible shot... and beautiful."
Yoko's cheeks flushed, and for a moment, she seemed caught off guard. The firelight highlighted the faint smile she tried to suppress. She glanced down, her fingers brushing against the smooth stone beneath her, before reaching out to place a hand lightly on his arm.
"Goro," she began, her voice steady but soft, "you're not in this alone. You've got all of us behind you. And... you've got me."
Goro looked down at her hand resting on his arm, then back into her eyes. His heart raced, pounding like a drum in his chest. On the outside, he managed to keep his composure, but inside, his emotions were chaotic. He never expected things to end up like this.
He had admired Yoko for years, ever since watching Gurren Lagann. Back then, she had been a fictional character, someone from a screen. He remembered feeling sad at her fate in the anime, thinking how unfair it was for someone like her to end up alone in the end. But now, here she was, sitting beside him. Not just an idea, not just a story, but a real person.
And she wasn't just here, she was looking at him with trust and warmth, her hand grounding him in a reality he never thought possible.
A promise solidified in his mind, He had been given a chance so He will change her future. Whatever hardships she had faced before, he would make sure this time would be different. He would fight to give her the happiness and peace she deserved.
the atmosphere became rosy, Goro could feel the shift in the air between them. Everything felt still, as if the world had paused just for them.
Goro leaned in slowly, his breath catching for a moment. He could sense the tension in the space between them, the unsaid words, the unspoken desire. Yoko's eyes closed, and though she didn't pull away, she didn't say anything either.
Her lips were parted slightly, and the soft flush on her face deepened. Goro, seeing this subtle sign, took it as her silent permission. His heart raced, but there was a calm certainty now, a feeling that this was right.
Without a second thought, he closed the distance, gently pressing his lips to hers.
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Yoko's lips were soft and warm, the natural scent of her skin mixing with the crisp night air. She was tender, but there was a quiet intensity to the kiss, as if both of them were holding their breath, savoring the moment. Goro's heart hammered in his chest.
Yoko's face remained flush, her body stiff for just a moment before she relaxed into the kiss, her lips soft and pink against his. The sensation felt like time had stretched, the world around them forgotten in the light of their shared connection.
For a brief moment, neither of them moved, just lingering there, their lips touching as if the kiss itself was a silent promise. When they finally parted, Goro's hand gently cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing across her skin as if to make sure this was real.
Yoko opened her eyes slowly, the spark of something new in her gaze. "Goro…" she whispered, her voice soft, but there was an unmistakable warmth in it.
Goro held nothing back as he went all in and forced his tongue into Yoko's mouth.
"Mmhhpp" Yoko moaned as Goro explored the inside of her mouth. Goro was getting really turned on and had a full boner. He wanted yoko and was gonna take her right there.
She was still letting Goro french kiss her and had even put her arms around his neck. Goro was in a full blown erection and had a tent in his shorts.
Goro's hands glided along the silky skin of Yoko's stomach, his fingers tracing along her sides and ribs. A shiver ran through her as she felt his touch.
He continued upwards, gently massaging her breasts through her bra. Yoko couldn't help but let out a soft moan, overwhelmed by the new and pleasurable sensation coursing through her body. Her breasts had never been touched like this before, and she found herself lost in the sensation of Goro's skilled hands on her body.
Goro felt around the underside of yoko's breasts and pinched the nipple. Yoko yelped as her first ever nipple pinch.
He enjoyed the weight and warmth of Yoko's massive breasts, almost suffocating in their softness. He could feel Yoko's hard nipple poke through the thin fabric of her bra, taunting him.
He slid his hands inside her bra, feeling his fingertips sink inside the soft flesh of her breast. As he began to play with them, Yoko's breath hitched and she pressed herself closer to him.
She was dressed in a scandalously short pair of shorts and a bra. Her body quivered under his touch as he explored every curve and crevice.
Goro's touch was electric as he coiled his finger around her nipples, flicking them with expert precision.
Yoko couldn't help but moan loudly, her body responding to his every movement. He moved in closer and gave her a deep, passionate kiss, causing her to let out muffled sounds of pleasure under his touch.
"MMPPHH!" Her voice sounded like it had just reached the peak of ecstasy
Goro gently pulled away from Yoko a trail of saliva followed from their separation. Her face was a deep shade of red, her eyes wide with surprise, but there was something tender in her gaze, something that made Goro's heart skip a beat. They sat there in the quiet of the moment, neither one of them moving, both unsure of what to say next.
"We should stop, Yoko. Any further, and I won't be able to control myself."
Yoko blinked, her gaze flicking down for a moment before she understood exactly what he meant. Her heart skipped, and for a brief second, she found herself battling an impulse, an urge to close the space between them again. She was tempted…tempted to take that risk and follow her feelings, to embrace the moment. But just as quickly as the thought had formed, reality set in.
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She glanced around and noticed, with a flush of embarrassment, the scattered villagers enjoying the celebration in the distance. They were just close enough to see, to potentially hear. Her breath caught as she realized how easily they could have been found.
"Yeah… I see what you mean, Maybe... maybe we should take it slow. There's a lot going on, and we've got people depending on us."
Goro nodded, his hand still resting lightly near hers.
They both looked around, the weight of the moment lingering between them, but there was also a sense of understanding, a mutual respect. Neither of them was ready to take that step yet, not when so much was at stake.
Yoko took a deep breath, forcing a smile as she met his eyes again. "Guess we can't let ourselves get distracted, huh?"
Goro smiled back, though there was a hint of regret in his expression. "No... but it's not like I'll forget."
Yoko chuckled softly. "Yeah. Me neither."