Nope, smut is a braindead genre to me
This was one of the easiest writings to read for me. I think he was tweaking.
My writings are always light hearted and not over the top bullshit of professionalism. It's like the mc is just normally eating rice, but some authors do something like this...
He slowly dips his spoon into the pristine, glistening mountain of rice, its fluffy peaks trembling under the sheer weight of his imminent hunger. The grains part like loyal subjects making way for their king, embracing the smooth curve of the spoon with the kind of devotion only food can offer.
With the precision of a seasoned warrior, he lifts the mound to his lips, feeling the delicate steam caress his face like a warm summer breeze whispering promises of satisfaction. His mouth opens, not just a little, but like the gates of a grand fortress welcoming its long-awaited champion. The rice enters, cascading onto his tongue like a thousand tiny pillows, each one fluffier than a cloud handcrafted by the nature itself.
The moment of truth arrives. He chews. The grains dance, harmonizing in a symphony of starch and warmth, clinging to every corner of his mouth like overenthusiastic fans at a concert. His jaw moves with the grace of a majestic elk trotting through a meadow, each bite unlocking new dimensions of flavor that weren’t meant to be analyzed, only revered.
He swallows. A single tear threatens to form in the corner of his eye, for he knows that in this fleeting moment, he has truly lived. But there is more rice. So much more. And he will not stop until this mountain is reduced to the humble plains of an empty plate.
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Now what I'd do is: He takes a bite of rice, soft and warm, and it tasted perfect so he instantly devoured the whole bowl of rice
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