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Remmy lifted the covering of his meal. The raccoon took a good look, letting his eyes feast before his tongue, and inhaled a deep breath of anticipation. A minty scent filled his nostrils, encouraging his appetite.

The meal's whole body was presented on the dish for his viewing, the soft custard-like flesh looking gooey, skin shining with the slight luster of honey as the colors of green and white shone against candlelight. The skymin on the plate smiled at him, ears wagging, and purred, eager and willing to be eaten. Remmy's mouth watered, already eagerly anticipating the first bite.

But he waited, letting his desire fully develop. He breathed in once again, letting a mild but tantalizing mix of mint and vanilla fill his lungs, relaxing into the pleasant ambience around him to more fully enjoy his meal. An uncluttered space, lighting and fresh air, flowers and candles for atmosphere. Sitting down at the table, watching the prepared skymin on the table waiting to be eaten.

"Eat me already," the skymin giggled. "You've already seen me while you were preparing me."

"Patience, Sky, " Remmy replied. "It's different to see a meal from a chef's perspective than an eater's perspective. And you do not rush a good meal."

Despite his words, Remmy was already fully hungry and he lifted his spoon to dig it into Sky's soft thigh, watching as a thin layer of roasted honeyed skin broke on the surface and was parted easily from the skymin's body along with the deeper gooey custard-like flesh, wobbling on the spoon like flan. The white spoonful glistened light green and as the raccoon brought it to his mouth, he could smell it exuding the same fragrance as the rest of the skymin before it was fully enclosed inside his mouth.

Delicious, that was the first and encompassing thought Remmy had. He hummed in pleasure at the sweetness as he slid the spoon out of his mouth and laid it on his plate, keeping the spoonful of skymin in his mouth as he rolled it around his tongue, teasing out every flavor. He ate the skymin in a refined manner, appreciating his food as best he could, slowly and carefully with full regard for the subtle flavors and textures, savoring every aspect in the simple delightful pleasure of eating. He paid his full attention to his meal in his mouth, almost ignoring the skymin on the table looking at him with anticipation.

He bit into the flesh and the texture was soft and yielding like custard. It was a sweet sugary confection, sticky and warm, clinging to his tongue. His eyelids started to flutter from pleasure as he let the piece slowly melt on his tongue before he rolled it around in his mouth, soaking up as much flavor as possible. The texture changed when the piece was fully melted, the subtle fruity flavors evolving with the silkier texture.

Remmy recognized the time and effort it took for the skymin to be what was currently in his mouth, an exquisite dish for his pleasure. All the things the skymin had gone through, the flavoring, steaming, basting, careful roasting and then steaming again until he was this gooey and soft, all these experiences reflected on the raccoon's palate as pure deliciousness. He was mindful of the meal that arrived at his plate to be eaten, putting his awareness into its condition as he swallowed it into his body.

"I taste that good, huh?" the skymin said.

"Absolutely."

The raccoon couldn't wait for another bite. He drank a mouthful of water, swishing it into his mouth to rid it of the previous flavors so he could experience the skymin anew once again, then dug into the skymin's thigh once more, the skymin giggling as he felt ticklish when another part of his thigh was scooped out from him and spooned into the raccoon's mouth.

Mmmmmmmmm.

He put down his spoon, free to focus on what he was currently eating. He was in no hurry.

He chewed longer, letting the piece in his mouth be exposed to his saliva, breaking down the starches for later digestion. He chewed the food into smaller pieces, increasing their surface area, letting him taste every part and bit of his food fully, things that would have gone unappreciated had he swallowed sooner. He milked each bite for all it was worth, taking small portions so he could pay due attention to each one.

Remmy closed his eyes and basked in the contentment of savoring a fine meal as the piece of skymin in his mouth finished melting and he swallowed easily, the piece slipping easily down his throat and into his stomach.

The skymin in front of him was his good friend and now he was also his food. Remmy was keenly aware of this relationship and it made his appreciation of his meal so much better, grateful of being able to eat what was in front of him.

Soon Remmy had eaten both of Sky's legs, leaving only the paws on the plate. The green mintiness there pooled against the bottom of his soles and the flat of the dish, staining the rest of his white with its color like watered ink. Remmy speared one foot with his fork and popped it into his mouth, humming in pleasure as the mintiness was more intense here, fuller flavors at the end of his white limbs where they were green, yielding a refreshing stronger aftertaste after the vanilla of his legs.

"You really are truly delicious, Sky," Remmy said once he'd eaten both of the skymin's feet, pressing a napkin to his lips after he licked away the last of the aftertaste in regret.

The skymin was flattered by the compliment, cheeks reddening with an apple-like blush before Remmy pressed a knife into the skymin's arm and sliced it off, thick juice gushing out from where the knife cut. The skymin only giggled once more as sauce oozed from the opening, the skymin filled with shining brown syrup, skin on his torso an even color that spoke of a misting with carefully-prepared glaze as the raccoon swallowed down his arm and then cut his other off, finishing that one as well.

The raccoon felt the smooth texture of the arm in his mouth, the fresh and flowery aroma, the soft squishy sound it made when he bit into it and when he rolled it around with his tongue, the delightful surprise of finding a hint of milk chocolate, fresh exotic spices rubbed into the green hands, and the gulping sound as he swallowed it all down, never to be seen again.

Remmy took a break to look at his meal, to appreciate it. Sky looked... bitten off, the parts he'd spooned away and eaten. The insides shone with a jeweled glimmer, exposing the soft and smooth white. He sipped water, sloshing it in his mouth to wet his tongue and remove the traces of taste. He reflected on his experience, his hunger being satisfied.

There was only a limbless skymin on the plate left with his head grinning wide as he couldn't wait to be finished off. Remmy handled the slab of skymin carefully, sliding the knife in effortlessly along his torso, tender and yielding but firm like jelly, the heavy sugary smell of syrup emanating from it, the skin here wonderfully moist and glazed like a fruit gently painted with honey as Remmy scooped out his flesh by the spoonful, licking his spoon clean from the glistening portions with an eager tongue each time as he swallowed his taste down again and again.

He left the skymin's head for last. His meal was smiling at him, teeth a milky white but fluffy like marshmallows, his ears wagging, soft and textured like velvet. His hair was green but now shot shot through with lighter green minty swirls lightly brushed with shining caramel. Dessert. The skymin's head coated in honey and steamed like custard then drizzled with a caramelized amber syrup. The raccoon smiled at the head as he picked his knife and fork up.

"Goodbye, Sky."

"Byeeee!"

And then the skymin's ears were cut off, preventing him from hearing anything more as the raccoon rolled the ears into a dessert roll and forked it through, eating it in one delicious mouthful.

Then he picked up the skymin's head and opened his mouth wide, letting the skymin take a good nice look at where he'll be ending up before the raccoon lowered Sky's head into his mouth, moaning with pleasure as it brushed along his tongue and he took all his flavors in at the same time, closing his lips after the skymin's hair, brushed with caramel, entered and the raccoon was left a whole large mouthful of skymin head to enjoy.

He took his time with the head like it was candy, his tongue rolling it around and pushing against it, his slobber covering every inch of the skymin's face as he was tasted and savored, before he finally bit down and reduced the skymin into a delightful mixture of custards and candies in his mouth, the raccoon swallowing him down bit by bit as he almost couldn't get enough of the combinations of flavors.

With the last swallow, the raccoon was satisfied as he patted his stomach where the skymin now resided, leaning back in his chair as he let the flavors linger in his mouth. Remmy burped in satisfaction. It was a good meal.