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Warmth.

The one thing on Derek's mind, washing over her body like a blanket, encapsulating them in the embrace of the oncoming summer. It radiated through her body, relaxing her limbs and slim muscles, her eyes closed as she drank it all in. Her ears flicked here and there as the soft lap of the water against the rocky shore licked at her senses, a flicker of chirps from a family of birds in the trees nearby. She felt her frills tingle as a brush of air passed over them, warm and gentle, rustling the leaves of the canopy around ever so slightly. It all put her mind at ease, knowing that in her territory she was free to be herself, to let go of her worries and enjoy the day.

She stretched out her body, talons flexing as the heated rock beneath her grazed her scales as she shifted, wings laid out behind her, flopping over the edge of the flat stone. She curled her tail, cracking her neck a bit with a turn, blinking her eyes open as she absentmindedly admired her lands, tail swishing slowly behind her. She opened and closed her maw, tasting the scent of the fish in the water, her stomach grumbling as the thought of lunch crossed her mind. She hummed, lifting up the front of her body, planting her paws to hoist herself up. It took a lot of effort as the sunbathing was almost too wonderful to leave, but she knew better than to deny her hunger, standing up before taking another long stretch as she arched her back.

Just as she let out a long sigh, fixing herself up straight and climbing down onto the pebbled ground leading up to the water's edge, her eyes caught the shifting of something beneath the surface of the lake. The movement she had thought she'd seen was true, but it was hard to make out just exactly who or what it was. The 'thing' was dark, climbing higher and closer as it made its way out of the center of the lake toward the edge. She watched cautiously, holding herself high, a little nervous to find another creature seemingly hidden in her territory but remaining calm nonetheless. Many dragons liked to travel and while some who had passed through her lands had given her a hard time, for the most part, many were friendly. She took heed of this, tail swaying behind her back and forth, wings at her side as she waited.

The first thing to crest above the surface were the frills, frills similar to her own but with a deeper hue of blue. As they continued stepping forth, they revealed themselves to be much larger than her own, fanning out almost like a crown above their head, their snout pressing out a moment after. She caught their eyes instantly, a dark crimson, his gaze staring into hers. His snout was long and slick, black scales covering his form as more and more of his body emerged. His toned muscles signaled 'male' to her, soon confirming her thoughts as his deep and yet curious hum reached her senses. His wings were spread out beside him, Derek watching as the water cascaded off of them, dripping down the membranes and down their legs as they finally made their way onto the shore a little ways ahead of them.

When he fully emerged, his wings pulled back to his sides, a soft smile on his face, looking over her. His tone was soft, almost cooling to listen to, her own worries nulled from the relaxation of the sunbathing prior. "Oh, hey there! I didn't notice you earlier."

She tilted her head, looking over his body, unable to ignore the alluring masculine traits of his. She blinked a moment after, focusing on the task at hand, "Same to you. I wasn't aware anyone else was in my territory. How long were you under there?" She figured it couldn't have been long but as she looked over his frills, she was then reminded of her own heritage and how despite how one of her parents had originated from the sea, she was born without gills.

The drake gave an apologetic nod, answering her thoughts, "I'm not exactly sure. Maybe thirty minutes or so." She nodded along after his answer as he continued, "I was just fishing, hoping to get something to eat before heading onwards. And what about you?" He prompted, eyes flicking to the side, eyeing the rock she was sunning on before returning back to her, "I couldn't help but notice you were enjoying the warm day."

She blushed a bit, ears pulling back slightly with a brash flick of her tail tip, "Oh, hehe, yeah. Last winter was cold and, well, now that the rain has finally stopped I couldn't deny myself the chance to enjoy the sun while it lasted." She then changed the subject, her limbs at ease as the stranger seemed friendly. She smiled, "You're just passing by I presume?"

"Exactly! I didn't mean to intrude but I had no idea this was your land." He then turned his head to the lake, adding, "Do you mind if I retrieve my catch? Again, I wouldn't have fished here if I knew these were your prey but I did already leave some at the bottom of the lake to retrieve." She hummed, watching him in thought, "I wouldn't want to pollute the water with the dead carcasses anyway." He shrugged his shoulders, noticing a confusing glint in his eye she couldn't place.

"No, it's fine. Go ahead." He nodded thankfully, diving back into the water once he was deep enough before disappearing with only the ripples of the water to show his descent. She waited for a few moments, turning her muzzle to the sun, happy that she would get to enjoy the warm days to come.

The water drake returned soon after, his midnight frills standing tall along his head, muzzle dipping down to plant the fish onto the ground. She noticed the lack of movement from the creatures, eyeing up their rainbow-colored scales, asking him as he laid down beside her and looked up at her, "Are they... paralyzed?"

"Yeah, I use my venom to keep prey docile. It helps, especially with bigger prey." She blinks, trying to imagine what kind of prey he ate that would be needed to paralyze them as such. She shook her head soon after, watching as he nudged a fish from the top of the small pile over in her direction, "Feel free to eat. I can always catch another if I'm still hungry. It seems there's plenty of prey around here anyways."

She gave a sigh, wondering if she shouldn't be asking him to leave already but figured it couldn't hurt. She laid down soon after, her wings at her sides as she hummed happily at the warm stones under her scales, her snout close to Brokshax as she felt a warm rise under her scales before turning to her meal. She gripped the fish between her teeth, dragging it in front of her, slowly enjoying it as the stranger continued. "Tell me: What kind of food is your favorite?"

She swallowed a chunk of the fish with a happy flick of her ears, tail wagging slowly behind her. She gave another hum, raising her head up, pursing her lips as she thought it over. "Hmm... Fox. I really enjoy their flavor but there aren't as many here now as when I first moved into the valley. Ha, it's probably my fault they're going extinct here." She gave a small chuckle, lifting her muzzle to look at him.

He lifted his muzzle, gripping the fish between his jowls, giving a few quick lurches to send the creature into his throat. She watched in a flash of heat, blinking as he swallowed it whole, the flicking tail of the fish eventually resting between his teeth. His long tongue licked over it, a bulge in his throat made from his prey as he gave a soft rumble around it. She felt her heart beat faster, a different kind of warmth rising between her legs before kicking that thought away. She hadn't seen someone eat like this before, swallowing their prey whole, and that sparked within her a deep arousal that she kept to herself. But she shook her head, trying to clear her mind, knowing now wasn't the time for fantasies.

He tilted his neck up, the scaly specimen finally sliding down his long-plated neck, the bulge descending down into his chest before disappearing. He turned his gaze to her, smiling with intent, "A fox? That's quite a large creature for a dragoness as small as you." She eyed him up, making a note that despite their similar size he was still at least a few feet taller than her.

She remarked this as she spoke, swallowing down another chunk of her meal, "You aren't much bigger than me yourself. I can't imagine having a fox is difficult for you."

He chuckled, eyeing her in a way that made her shiver a bit, unsure as to what his gaze was alluding to before he continued, "No, foxes are the least of my problems in terms of prey. I actually have the ability to unhinge my jaw. It helps me when I'm in the mood for larger prey, prey like deer, horses, you know?"

She glanced away, looking at the rocks to the side, letting out a held-back huff in her jaws, talons clenching as she thought over his words. 'Why the fuck is he making this sound so weird?' She took in a deep breath, swearing her face was sweating while trying to not think about her inner conflicts. She thought about what a deer would look like passing through his jaws, staring back at his face, his muzzle as he swallowed another fish...

She then let out a soft growl and shook her head, snorting. The stranger noticed, blinking curiously, "Are you alright? Hopefully, the fish isn't bad."

"No, no it isn't. I just... had something on my mind was all." She scolded herself internally, his eyes searching her with an amusement she wasn't yet aware of. Desperate to change the subject she added, "I, uh, don't think we ever shared names. I'm Derek." He gave a large gulp, watching as the bulge passed through his throat.

He rumbled deeply, a thoughtful look in his gaze, "And I'm Brokshax. It's good to meet you." He then gave a twist of his neck, cracking it as well before relaxing a bit more. He then scooted towards her a bit, his hot breath wafting against her neck as he leaned closer. She froze, trying to hold her dignity above anything else in her mind, feeling his snout brush up against her scales. "Murrr, you're very soft."

She couldn't help the thwack her tail gave on the ground, looking over his chest and wings as his face was on her neck. She wondered if she should pull away, ask him to stop... but something about him felt nice. Besides, he shared his food with her so... 'But aren't these fish my food?'

The warmth of his breath exhaling on her neck made a wave of bliss wash through her, tickling her a bit as his teeth seemingly gave soft preens to her scales. The little nibbles weren't rough but they did press down enough to make her slightly worried, knowing how much larger he was than her. He added on here and there as he tended to her neck, "Can you tell me why a fox is prey?"

He left the question open-ended, making her blink as to why he was asking. She flicked her tail, looking over his chest, his belly... "Why? Uh, I mean they just... are?"

"And what about the foxes who can talk? The sentient ones? Are they prey?"

She felt her body tremble slightly at the question, the arousal between her legs heightening. Something about his words lit a flame inside her, a thought that had traveled through her head when she played with herself at night. She'd think of what a maw would feel like around her, the eyes of a dominant pred staring her down... but surely he couldn't mean that. She answered, looking away, "Well, obviously they aren't prey. They can think."

"And did you ever stop to check if your prey could speak before you ate them?" She paused, thinking to herself about it, only now realizing she hadn't quite considered that before. Had she done that? He continued, his snout trailing her neck with soft nips, sending rumbles into her scales, "What makes one a prey isn't whether they can think, speak, or anything else like that. It's their ability to fight back that makes them a predator. Like these fish here." He picked one up, turning it over to paint an example, "If this fish was able to escape my grasp, it wouldn't have become prey. Sure, it may eventually be caught, but it's about who the winner is that decides it in the end."

He then pulled back from the nibbling, giving a happy rumble, turning her face with a paw so she stared into his crimson eyes, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

She gulped, heart racing faster as she tried to hold back her conflicted noises. "I... I don't know... I guess so?" She felt her cheeks burning, the indisputable fact of what he was implying becoming more and more intertwined with the idea of vore that she found it hard to think of what else he could be trying to say. It was then as his talons gripped her muzzle tighter that he finished, eyeing her down with a lick of her lips that sent a wave of excitement into her loins.

"You are no different to me than any of these fish and quite frankly, I have a hunger for a much larger meal that only you can satisfy."

Her eyes widened, the urge to run rising in her body as the confirmation of his statements transpired in the exact direction she feared it could turn into. But just as he finished his words, his maw bit down into her neck with the reaction time of a snake, letting out a feminine yell into the summer air as sharp fangs pierced into her scales and deeper into her veins beneath. Her body struggled, paws trying to push his face away, the realization of what was actually happening sending her fight or flight instincts into overdrive!

But it was already too late. A numbness began to quickly spread through her body from her neck, like an expanding web that continued to climb every inch of her form. She gave a kick to his neck, the drake yanking his teeth out of her, giving her a moment to escape! She did just that, clambering onto her feet, sending rocks flying behind her as she began to flee. Though just as she started, her feet gave way under her, growing still and unresponsive, sending her falling onto the stones only a few feet further away from the shore. Soon the rest of her body followed suit, leaving her unable to move, only able to breathe and stare at the ground before her, the paralytic venom he'd used on the fish now injected into her bloodstream.

His heavy paw landed on her neck a moment after, wrapping his claws around her before spinning her onto her back. Her gaze was forced to stare into his, those blood-red eyes flashing with the rush of the kill, the pleasure of capturing such a large meal. "Look at you now, still and lifeless. And yet life flickers before your eyes, wondering if you really are such prey as the foxes you eat." He gave her muzzle a looooong lick, slathering it in his saliva, giving a deep rumble, "You were already food when I first laid eyes on you. Now, I have places to be with much more important creatures to meet than you. I'll make this quick.~"

His jowls spread wide, a cavern of dripping saliva surrounded by stalactites of sharp teeth. A long tendril lay on the bottom of his maw, his tongue eager to get another taste. His throat pulsed in the back of his maw, undulating as he showed off to his meal, letting them have a final view of their doom.

Then, with a lick of his jowls, he forced her motionless head into his maw. She couldn't whimper, couldn't make a sound to cry for help, only left to watch as that wet flesh encapsulated her head, covering her in darkness as their teeth closed over her face. She could smell his acrid breath, the stench of fish very prevalent from his recent meal. He gave a soft suckle, pressing her head side to side, running his tongue along her snout and frills to get a taste. He then mumbled around her, using another paw to try and hoist her body closer to his maw as he prepared to eat her alive, "Mmm, taste a bit like fish... With a hint of grape.~"

His own muffled words were then silenced as he took in the first gulp, pressing her snout into his throat, the tunnel clenching welcomingly around the food as her entire muzzle was forced inside. Her breaths came out shallowly, the beat of a hummingbird filling her chest, the world around her now dark as the walls massaged her deeper. Another deep lurch from the male brought his teeth to her shoulders, holding firm enough so she couldn't pull out but not enough to puncture her. After all, Brokshax ate his meat whole and she was no different.

The male's veins echoed his core, filling her flattened ears as her saliva-covered body was swallowed another few inches further. She tried with all her might to move, to move anything, a talon or wingtip. Nothing. She tried yelling, even if it would come out muffled. Nothing. She felt her arousal... and for some reason, that responded.

Her dark fantasy of being eaten, despite how she promised to never give in to it, was now coming true. If the venom wore off perhaps she could escape but as of now, she was done for. The warm brush of the summer air washed over her body, the rocks below her rubbing against her backside as she was dragged towards his maw with each swallow. The chirping of the birds muffled, all of it reminding her how real this was. It wasn't some fantasy anymore, wasn't some perverted dream. She'd been caught by a trespasser and was now his food. Permanently.

Her vent began to drip her excitement, the fear coursing through her seeming to heighten that feeling, his jaws finally unhinging to fit in her shoulders. He did a moment after, pressing his jaws around her, teeth scraping over her scales before taking them inside, sealing her entire head in his throat. He then gripped her wings, wings that once were used to fly, to have the freedom to go wherever she wanted. She thought of her life, her lands, her travels, all carried there by those wings. But now they were simply plastered to her sides by his heavy paws, another tug deeper from his muscles as the tips of her wings fit snugly inside his mouth.

She felt her forearms pinning against her belly as he then pulled her backside to sit on her rear, Brokshax standing on his hinds to try and use his leverage to force her upper body within himself. She felt his tail brush hers, wagging with excitement at devouring her so easily, his deep rumbles signaling his enjoyment. Once he had taken in her entire chest, leaving her halfway consumed, he took a moment to savor his meal. He gave long licks to the areas in reach, sucking and compressing her in his maw to draw out her flavor. She even felt something firm rub against the bottom of her jaw from the outside of her predator's throat, tracing her outline from where it lay.

Her face was hot from the lack of oxygen but also from the heat of the moment, the need enrapturing her mind. She was just a fucking meal now, a piece of meat to be digested. She didn't have to fight, couldn't. She was free to just die here inside them, to live out her fantasy as she drank in every moment of it all as he ate her so casually. He seemed to catch onto her bliss, a deep sniff from outside reaching her hearing followed by one of her hindlegs being pushed out of the way. A dark chuckle then reverberated around her body, Derek blushing deeply as she knew he was aware of her kink now.

But just like that he continued on, paying her no mind. He used the leverage of his weight to gulp her belly inside, finally sealing the end of her wings and tips of her forepaws inside his mouth to relish. And that he did, pulling her body out from beneath him, a kick of terror washing through Derek as the ground beneath her was pulled away, leaving her hanging from the jaws of the drake. The weightlessness scared her deeply, knowing there was no way back now, and yet that only fueled her excitement, feeling strands of fem-cum leaking down her thighs, not caring to hide it.

Brokshax didn't care though, only running his tongue along her wet vent and hindlegs as they too were gulped into his maw as he couldn't avoid it, not giving her nethers any special attention. He was sure Derek never pleasured her prey, so why should he? She was just food he'd caught along his journey, a piece of meat dumb enough to trust a large dragon like him. No, she deserved to be digested and stuffed away, to rid this land of such a weak creature. From her arousal he assumed he was doing her favor, letting her live her perverted fantasy that she'd probably denied her whole life until this moment. He huffed, lifting her hinds up above himself to let gravity help to finish her off.

As her hinds and tail were raised off the ground, she felt her face pressing into the sphincter of his stomach, slowly pressing inside as another large swallow brought her thighs and rear into his unhinged jowls. Her face was immediately met with bile, not painful to the touch yet thankfully but washing over her nonetheless. The stomach growled happily around her entrance, clenching around her face as a few of the swallowed fish pressed against her body as well.

Her bliss only heightened to see the fish here as well, the ones he'd swallowed. 'I'm really being swallowed. I'm going to be digested along with these fish... just a fish like them, his food...' Her thoughts were long and drawn out unlike her thundering heartbeat, those teeth clenching around her legs, holding her there as if to let her enjoy the breeze that had just washed by. As of now, all of her body was drenched in his fluids, wet and squished together like a ball of meat. Features that once were royal, perhaps regal, seen as beautiful enough to mate with, were now pressed to her body relentlessly, to care or pride left for her as she was deemed unworthy for such.

He then took another big gulp, gravity sliding her legs completely into his throat, leaving only her long tail outside his maw. He then gave a deep purr, hinging his jaw back in place, causing her vent to surge in bliss as he fixed his maw in place. 'That's it... He's eaten me whole... so simply...' He licked around her tail, suckling on that long noodle, pressing the length into his gums to gather her flavor. He gave a loud growl around his food, sealing in that she was his, giving a bite onto her tail to show her what a fool she was to think she was anything different than the fish she was pressed up against.

And then, with a long, final slurp of her tail through his tongue and lips, the tail tip flickered out of existence and into his snout, the final swallow pulling that wasteful excuse of a dragon entirely into his stomach to seal her away for good. He licked his jaws as she slithered down into her final resting chamber, curling around herself unwillingly as Brokshax finally spoke with his throat empty. "Mmmm, that was the best fish I've had in ages... Rrrr, a shame I can only have it once. This'll keep me filled for days.~"

He then moved over to the large sunning rock, his large catch in his belly dragging across the ground, a dragon like him already being worked on as she slowly began digesting away inside of him. He smiled at the thought, lying down on the warm stone she had been on earlier, pressing her body into it. "I can't lie, even dumb animals know the best place to relax in the sun. I guess I could lie here for a bit, enjoy the summer rays... digest another dragon... Now that sounds wonderful.~"

He then closed his eyes, laying on his side, letting his bulging gut rest on the rock, the digestion spurred on quicker as the sun aided in her disappearance. He felt his belly gurgle, rubbing a paw over the shape as it began to come to life, the paralytic venom wearing off much too late to help them. He smiled, hearing muffled moans from his prey along with deep motions. He then laid his head onto his side, letting out a loud BLORP that clenched around his food. He rubbed his snout with a paw, the taste of... what was their name? Eh, it didn't really matter. They were delicious though.

He then slept the next few hours away, awakening with a smaller and rounder stomach along with a bit more pudge on his backside from the meal. He smiled, testing his ability to walk, looking across the lake once more as he pondered how her territory would go on without her. He cared little though. He was only a traveler and she was unlucky to have caught him when he was hunting. But he was sure she was much happier now where she was, another loud growl coming from his belly as it squished around its meal, walking off into the forest as he forgot about his prey and continued on as if it never happened.