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Sharing a Snack
🕑 Added 2021-01-22 12:43:26 +0000 UTCHey everyone!
I've got something big to release here in the next couple weeks that I think you all are gonna really like that could potentially be a very big, long term project. Just gotta put the finishing touches on it.
In the meantime I've got another short little tease for my friend Yana (@SizableSongster) and her boyfriend Vulpes (@VulpsProeliator) to tide you over for the time being. A fun little 2k word story of a poor little fox being the meal for a dragon while said fox's girlfriend encourages the dragon to enjoy his snack.
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Sharing a Snack
By Dragonien
“You can’t do this to me! Let me out this instant!”
These and other similar outcries continued on for several minutes to no avail. Vulpes knew that they would fall on deaf ears, if the dragon could even hear them at all, but that didn’t stop him from making the effort. Even as he shouted, he tried his best to kick at one of the polished ivory stalagmites jutting up from the ground around him; his heel impacting against it and having about as much effect as if he had tried stomping on a concrete wall. That is to say: it didn’t even budge. It didn’t help that the surface was polished smooth and that his foot, along with the rest of his body, was coated head to toe in a warm slimy liquid somewhere between the viscosity of water and honey so the kick didn’t even so much impact as it did make his foot slide off the edge of the surface. It did get a reaction though! Either that or sheer coincidence had his captor reacting at the same time.
The gray and orange furred Fox was forced to wrap his arms tighter around the mattress of pink flesh underneath him; his legs similarly squeezing around what they could straddle with his thighs to give him what little extra purchase they could. The writhing mass of thick yet still prehensile flesh nearly caused him to roll off the side and down into the puddle of collected saliva below. Thankfully he was able to keep his grip though all that meant was instead of falling down underneath the dragon’s tongue he instead found himself pinned between it and the roof of the dragon’s mouth. For a long moment he simply lay there, struggling to move more than a couple of inches in any direction in the limited amount of give that the powerful muscle beneath him allowed. More than once he felt his ears pop as a brief but powerful suction pulled on his body and sucked out a good portion of the saliva coating him while the tongue held him in place only to have a fresh wave of it wash back over him through the edges of his makeshift prison a few moments later.
The damn dragon was sucking on him! Like he was nothing more than a hard candy to be enjoyed until it dissolved away. Sadly, there wasn’t much he could do to resist considering his relative size. The dragon’s tongue alone could effortlessly overpower him not to mention even if he could force his way past the tongue there was no way the scant few inches of fox that he was could possibly hope to pry open the jaws of something big compared to him that it could swallow a car whole. He was also smart enough not to get violent. He didn’t dare claw or bite at anything within reach for fear of the dragon retaliating… and there was no bluster or self-delusion that could convince him that the dragon couldn’t effortlessly bite back much, much more fiercely than he could.
It was hard for him to keep track of time trapped in such a position but what seemed like minutes that could have easily been hours later he heard a voice coming from outside of his entrapment. Considering he wasn’t being sloshed and rolled around by a moving tongue it wasn’t the dragon talking and if he strained his ears a bit, he swore the voice had a familiar, feminine undertone. Though it was hard for him to tell considering that at his size even the most high-pitched and petite voice from a normal sized person could be like a roll of thunder to him. Lucky for the fox he didn’t have to wait long to get an answer as to who was speaking to the Dragon.
The tongue pinning him to the roof of the dragon's mouth relaxed its grip and lowered back down into the bottom of the mouth imprisoning him. A moment later he was forced to squint his eyes shut as a wave of light washed across him with the opening of the dragon’s mouth. By the time he was able to adjust enough to see outside of the teeth-lined jawline of the dragon it had opened wide enough to expose him fully to the person standing in front of the dragon.
“Y-Yana!?” the little fox exclaimed in a mixture of surprise, hope and dread.
The dark-furred feline stared intently at him, the faintest hint of a playful smirk ticking up the edges of her lips has she made a visible effort not to break out into a full grin. In his shock, vulpes briefly relaxed his grip on the dragon’s tongue and nearly slid down it in response; sliding forward about half an inch closer towards the entrance to the Dragon’s mouth and what surely would be a multi-story tall fall to him if he fell out of the dragon’s mouth. Thankfully he was able to tighten his grip on the dragon’s tongue once more and slow his forward momentum to a stop. The blunder had clearly been noticed by the looming feline looking inside the dragon’s mouth as her smirk spread noticeably wider and she leaned in to get a better look.
“Aw, poor little thing… it must be so slippery in there I bet he can barely even get a proper grip” Yana cooed, her soft and faintly melodic voice grown powerful and intimidating by the sheer size difference between her and her boyfriend.
Though she was looking right at him, her words clearly were directed at the dragon instead of the dragon’s victim; speaking about him as if he wasn’t even there as she leaned in closer. By the time she had finished talking she was so close that he could actually feel her hot breath washing over his body for a brief moment she exhaled at the same time the dragon inhaled. Some tiny part of him welled up in a tiny spark of irrational jealousy at the realization that were they any closer the two would be kissing. Not so much that he was jealous about the dragon and Yana kissing, neither of them minded sharing, but that he was the one inside the dragon’s mouth instead of her. Then he felt blood rush to his cheeks and… Other parts of him as his brain filled in the logical extension of what would happen were she and the dragon to kiss with him in his current position. Thankfully she spared him that fate, though he wasn’t sure he was particularly fond of his runners-up prize.
Instead of closing the remaining distance and making a tongue sandwich out of him she leaned herself back and then lifted a smartphone up into view. It took him a second to recognize it as his phone rather than hers and a bark wordless indignation escaped his throat before he could form a coherent complaint. Any words he would have spoken out against invasion of privacy went unheard as she spoke over him; either not hearing him or not listening to what he was saying.
“His Twitter feed is going to get such a kick out of this” Yana giggled gleefully, the faint artificial click sound signaling a picture being taken coming from the phone every couple of seconds.
When she finally seemed content with the picture she had taken she lowered the phone out of view. He got one last look at her grinning face before she moved out of sight; having moved closer towards the dragon and around it to his side. He didn’t get a chance to see any more than that though before, with the sharp clatter of teeth on teeth, the dragon’s jaws shut tight around him once more. Bathed once more in the pseudo darkness of the dragon’s mouth, all he could do what keep a grip on the tongue underneath him even as it began to slowly rock back and forth. Once or twice he felt it turn slightly sideways and push him up against the inside of one of the dragon’s cheeks; suckling on him again for a second or two before returning him back to the neutral position.
All the while he could feel a resonant vibration building up around him and coming from the dark cavern of the dragon’s throat to behind him. The dragon was growling. Not an angry or even predatory growl but more of a contented, purring growl of enjoyment. He was getting off on toying with the fox like this! What was worse was that, if he listened really hard, he could hear a second similar sound coming from further away…Yana was purring too, and she was close enough to the dragon that it was resonating through the dragon so that he could hear it.
He could imagine her pressed up against his side with one arm wrapped around his waist looking up at the dragon’s face that same playful, eager smirk he had seen on her face when the dragon’s mouth had been open. He probably would have been more jealous if he hadn’t been so concerned about what was probably going to come in the next few minutes. Again, the jealousy came less from Yana being so close to the dragon but rather from his desire to be in Yana’s place instead and her in his. Both knowing Yana and making some pretty reasonable assumptions about the dragon and his interests he wasn’t sure how much longer he would be able to hold on to his current perch. As if hearing his thoughts he faintly heard the muffled sound of Yana’s voice coming from outside.
“You ready? I’m sure you’ve just been salivating at the thought since you tossed him in there.”
Through the dim red tinted light that filter through the thick flesh of the dragon’s lips and teeth he could see one of the dragon’s cheeks dimpling inwards slightly like a finger was being pressed against it. He could imagine her running her fingers across his jawline, teasing her partially extended claw tips around the edges of his lips. Again, as if reading his mind, he saw tiny flickers of light peeking through the dragon’s lips where they were momentarily pulled a fraction open and he swore he saw the tip of the familiar claw doing the pulling. He knew what was coming next but the knowledge didn’t help him prepare for what came next.
He could imagine those fingers sliding off of the Dragons chin and down his throat to rest on his Adams Apple. He could both hear and feel the dragons approving growl increasing slightly in intensity and volume in response to her encouraging sensual touch. Then he heard it. The two words hissed from her mouth in a tone absolutely dripping with anticipation and glee that there was no way he could hear those words and not imagine her pressing herself tightly against his captor.
“Do it.”
And then, just like that, the dragon did as he was told.
ULP
He swallowed.
