Work Text:
"I'm going to tie you up."
"You're gonna what?"
Anguirus stared on blankly, waiting for some kind of punchline, or maybe a laugh. It quickly became apparent that neither was going to happen.
"You heard me," Biollante continued, entirely unphased by his relative shock. "My vines are stronger than you, so they can hold you down. Don't need to worry about what you'll say or how you'll approach him when you're wrapped up and on display."
She was serious. What kind of suggestion was this? All he wanted was some advice on how to approach things, and here she was telling him his problem is that he isn't bound.
"No, I can't do that…" Anguirus stuttered for a retort of some kind. He couldn't deny her offer based on the merit that he was opposed to it, and they both knew that. It wasn't exactly a secret that the anklyo-kaiju adored the idea of being captive and helpless (pretty much everyone on Monster Island knew), but he'd never actually indulged in it before. Besides, he had no idea if Gojira would be into it. "He'd think it's weird, and… you know, he'd find it sad I can't break free…"
Anguirus knew the latter was false, and it's one of the reasons he's always felt this way about the king of monsters. Sure, those scales and dorsal plates were beyond attractive, and the little ears are just the cutest. But it was that strong, defensive nature that Goji had that spoke to Anguirus. He felt safe, protected around him.
"Angy, listen, you're down to Earth, you're sweet, and for mother's sake you're already blushing at the thought." Biollante's maw curved into a large grin as she continued. "He'd find that adorable, trust me."
"I-I'm not blushing!" Anguirus was well aware that yes, actually, he IS blushing. He doesn't have to ACKNOWLEDGE it! Of course, this just led to more teasing from the plant monster.
"Yes, you are. You're redder than Dez right now and I haven't laid a vine on you." Waving two of her tendrils, Biollante gestured to emphasize her point. Angy reached up with a claw, scratching in-between the horns on his head with a tinge of embarrassment in his movements. He had no real argument against her.
"I… are you even sure this would work?"
Biollante paused, seemingly thinking it over. That was a relief to him: while he trusted her enough to tell her about his feelings, he wasn't entirely sure if she'd actually listen to him. He wanted to do something that Gojira would like, something that was so obviously motivated by romantic interest that he'd have to get it. Anguirus' biggest fear wasn't just rejection, it was getting rejected because he made the wrong choice.
Finally, Biollante broke the silence with an encouraging voice.
"You've known Goji longer than any of us. Listen to your heart. Do you think he'll like it?"
Would he?
Anguirus waved a claw to indicate he needed to think about it. Firstly, she was right: he knew Goji before he even had his 'king of the monsters' title. He probably knew him better than anyone else, yet he was still so afraid. Afraid of not being good enough, of disappointing him. They've always been friends, but… Anguirus always wanted to be closer than friends. Did Goji even feel the same way? What if he ruined their friendship trying this? Anguirus shook his head, trying to dismiss the thoughts from his head. Goji wouldn't just abandon him like that.
"...he might," Angy finally managed to spit out. "But I… I don't know that he would for sure."
"Well, what is there to lose?" Biollante wasn't normally this chipper - she only acted like this when she really believed in something. It was one of the reasons Anguirus had confided in her, rather than any other kaiju: if she believed that it was possible, then maybe it really was. Biollante is far better at reading people than he is.
"Nothing, really… I'm just… scared this won't work. Are you sure this is a good idea, Bio?" Anguirus asked, tilting his head ever so slightly.
"I'm about 89% sure. The other 11% is to be determined." Biollante gave him a nod. "It'll be simple, I promise. I get you all nice and snug, then I go tell Goji you're looking for him. He'll find you, see how cute you are, and that's the start of a date."
"A… date where I can't talk? Or do much of all?"
"That's exactly it. He'll see how you really feel with your expressions, your movements, your muffles… all the things you'll do instinctively. The things you can't control. If you think he'll love you, then I promise you, he'll love you like this." The rose kaiju's smile was beaming, almost infectious. Anguirus stared at the sky for a moment, before he relented the thoughts. He trusted her judgment.
"I… how tight are we… talking about here?" The question just came out like that. Anguirus reached a claw to cover his muzzle in embarrassment. Stars, she wasn't even the one he wanted to be helpless to and he was already quivering at the thought. Biollante giggled, waving away his concern with a small gesture of her tendrils.
"As tight and as thick as you want it, bondage boy. Just lemme know when to start." A few vines poked free of the dirt, displaying themselves to the blushing mess of a monster. "Don't worry, I'll save your maw for last. Your voice is cute."
Anguirus huffed, glancing at the dirt, before slowly giving an embarrassed nod. The moment he did, a large, thick vine started to wrap itself around his hind legs, gently pulling them together as it looped in and around itself. His front legs shifted nervously, his eyes darting to anywhere but the other kaiju.
"Hold still, I don't want to hurt you," Biollante whispered in a soft, unusual tone. Anguirus abided her request, just in time for another vine to rope around his front legs. The anklyo-kaiju fell onto his stomach with a thud and a giggle from his companion, who pulled his front legs back to meet with his hind legs, the two vines interlocking into a rudimentary hogtie. This alone was enough to actually trap him, but she gave him a glance that asked the question for him.
"...yes, m-more," Angy spoke sheepishly, his head facing the ground intently. More vines fluttered from the ground, caressing his limbs and reinforcing the binds before he continued: ''...t-tighter, too." Almost immediately, the vines slowly started tightening their grip, pushing into his scales, circling over and under each other and pulling tighter with each loop. Biollante hummed slightly, enjoying the other kaiju's submission. That just made Anguirus blush harder.
"Your muzzle is so red," she teased, edging closer to her bound subject. A vine pushed up from under his jaws, forcing Anguirus to look her in the eyes. "I think it'd look better in green." The vine swiftly curled around his maw, alongside a few others that snapped his jaws shut tight. Angy could barely so much as lift his muzzle in their grip. "That's better. You look so adorable. So helpless." Angy felt the brush of a vine against the tip of his tail.
"Mmm…" A whine emerged from the anklyo-kaiju's maw. He wasn't surprised that Biollante was going to start teasing him, but he didn't exactly expect her to start right now. His jaws were squished even tighter, eliciting a wince.
"Ah ah ah… shhhh. I didn't say you could speak." Biollante smacked him on the head - gently, of course. She had no intention of hurting him, that much Anguirus trusted, but he knew damn well that she was fully intending to have some fun. "We need to train you for Goji, don't we? I can't be as… physical with you as he can, but I can get you accustomed. Understood, Angy?"
The vines around his muzzle released from the ground, although they remained tightly secure around his jaws. Anguirus gave a nod, and Biollante leaned in for a smooch atop his head. Now he was really blushing.
"...oh, what the hell, your muffles are almost as adorable as your eyes. I'll let you talk, just say thank you first.~" Biollante's tone continued to shift from a reassuring kindness to a gleeful 'tormentor' (as if Anguirus was in torment) as she awaited the kaiju's muffled response.
"Mmmm… thmmmk ymmm…" Angy huffed out, his heartbeat fluttering. It was a genuine thanks: he still had no idea if Goji would like him like this, but damn it, at least he was finally trying. He was being honest with who he is and how he feels, and ironically enough, it made the bondage feel liberating.
He just hoped Goji would appreciate it.
"Now, is that enough for you? Or do you want even more?" Biollante lingered on the last two words, letting the idea simmer in Anguirus' mind. New strands of vines presented themselves, brushing across his muzzle teasingly. The kaiju squirmed with a flustered excitement. He nodded his head, and Biollante tsk'd, shaking her own. "No, no, we have to leave some for Goji, now don't we? You're getting ahead of yourself."
She's right. Anguirus let out an understanding huff, watching as Biollante's vines emerged from the ground, popping free and landing gently on the ground beside him. The implication started running through his mind. Oh, stars how much he wanted Goji to just take hold of him. Force his legs behind his back, pull them together so strictly. Clamp his muzzle shut with his strong, powerful claws, rub against his body with his smooth and rigid and wondrous scales. Grab him by the head, look him in the eyes and make their lips meet, not pulling away until he was satisfied. Oh, stars, his satisfaction. His desire. He could almost -
"Are you listening? Hello, roses to dillos, anyone there?" Biollante tapped against Anguirus head, snapping him away from his momentary daydream. He rewarded her with a whine that wiped away her irritation. "Oh, I just can't be mad at you. You're just the cutest little thing."
"Mmmmm…!" Even with the greenery, Anguirus' muzzle was a deep shade of red. He hoped beyond hope that Goji would like him this way.
"I suppose I shouldn't keep you waiting much longer, should I?" Angy perked up, staring at her intently. "I'll go get your hubby wubby. Don't go anywhere!~" With one last teasing brush, she took off, leaving the bound and muzzled kaiju where he sat. Anguirus wriggled slightly, the excitement brewing in his mind and heart. All the things Goji could do to him like this, and he wanted nothing more. If this is how he was to show his love, he was entirely on board.
"He what?!"
"Oh c'mon, EVERYONE knows he likes it!" Biollante stammered, mostly astounded at Goji's confusion. "And to think he was worried you wouldn't like him…"
Gojira crossed his arms, lowering his head closer to his wrists.
"I guess, I just didn't think he'd let you do it! You didn't tell him, did you?" Goji asked, his maw still closer to his chest.
"Of course not. He has no idea you feel the same way. I'll let you explain that one," Biollante remarked with another giggle.
"I… wow. So he's just waiting for me?"
"Pretty sure his heart's gonna give from how excited he is, but yeah, he's not going anywhere anytime soon. Left you a ton of vines for your own interests just in case."
"Well, shit… hey, thanks again for helping me - er, well, I guess us out," Gojira started, smiling warmly. "If there's anything I can do to repay you, just let me know. I owe you one."
"You both do," Biollante chimed. "And don't worry, I've got some ideas…"
"Like what?"
"Welllll, two bound kaiju are far better than one…"