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Completing the Cycle

It had been a truly awesome day for Tritus. He started the day in the coils of his buddy Yetzer, a friend he'd made soon after first visiting the Vore House, only to move on to his daily vore-whoring to the people of Klyneth! Both he and Yetzer had made the trip into town, but Tritus had decided to come home a little early and get some sleep while his serpent friend stuck around and showed off his abilities.

Had the blue dragon stayed in town, he'd have shown off his excitement and enjoyment of his friend's abilities, so instead he opted to return to the castle.

Life at the Vore House was in fact kind of awesome from beginning to end. He worked for them as a PR representative during the day, and at night he actually had his exchange he got to live a life of fantasy, acting as prey whenever he felt the whim and the preds of the house had an open belly. Life couldn't really get much better.

So after a hard day's work, he was walking northbound on the Urto trade route that lead to the vore house through the thick forest that surrounded Klyneth to his home at the Vore House when he heard a rustle in the trees above him, drawing his gaze to the speckled skies between the swaying trees. Nothing, just the trees shifting in the wind. Nothing of note.

Or so he thought.

Once he dismissed the rustling above him and took a few steps, a long, thin creature unravelled itself from one of the lowest branches of the nearest tree to close its maw around Titus, stabbing him with rows of needlepoint teeth before yanking him up, coiling around him and slamming him against the trunk of the tree.

Tritus was dazed, confused, and smothered in the coils of a massive, powerful snake. It was dark so he couldn't make out who it was, but he had a pretty good idea of who it would be. Yetzer was ever the prankster, so he had every reason to think it was him. The revelation of this calmed him enough that he leaned in to nuzzle the snout that was flicking its tongue over his nose. "Well hello, you!" He cooed at what he presumed was Yetzer, but as his eyes adjusted to the darkness in the treetops, he could tell this snake wasn't his golden serpent friend. No, this snake's patterns were much too dark to be him. His heart began to race as he tried to figure out what was going on.

"No need to be panicked, Tritussss." A soothing voice assured him as the snake flicked its tongue over his nose again. He thought he recognized the deep but feminine voice but couldn't quite place it. Well, it sounded like a sultry Leera, but Leera was not one to play tricks or ambush dragon helpers on their way home. That was more Yetzer's game.

Tritus choked out a gentle wheeze as the serpent's powerful muscles contracted around him, holding his limbs tight against his sides. Her body crept in waves around him, slowly screwing its way down his form until the long, thick body released his upper chest, therefore letting him speak. "W-who are you?" He gasped, squinting his eyes to see who it was that was releasing him of the constriction that held him in place. Whatever or whoever it was, they appeared almost all black, with a faint pattern of indistinguishable colors and shapes.

She tightened around his legs a bit before releasing, her tail tip poking up behind the back of his head to prop him up, only to force its way around the tree branch a few more times, propping his whole body up on the coil of snake length. Had she not grabbed him by the shoulders and held him in place, he'd have been knocked down to the forest floor. Not really a problem, as there were few branches between him and the pathway, and he had wings - albeit somewhat sore wings from the gentle constriction.

"You know me, Tritusss. It's Leera!" She leaned into him and nibbled at his neck a bit, only the first couple teeth poking at his scaled skin. It would have hurt a bit if she wasn't so gentle about it.

Naturally, Tritus was quite surprised. "Really? Leera? Why all the theatrics, darling?" He rested his palms on either side of her lower jaw and pulled her back to get a good look at her. A glint of moonlight reflected in her amber eyes, but beyond that he just couldn't get a good look at her to confirm her claim. Then again, her gentle nibbling, idle hissing, and muscle control should have given it away. He patted at her sides to feel her flesh tensing in waves beneath her slick scales, but he felt no bulge of a meal or potential customer.

"Of courssse, Tritus! Why wouldn't it be me up here? And no mean for theatrics really, I just really want a cuddle!" She nuzzled into him again as she pressed the part of her body just below her torso in between Tritus' legs, ventral scales pressing out to rub his inner thighs.

The sensual skin of the naga pressing against his nether region was exactly the kind of pleasure he'd rather not have had to deal with right now. The reluctance of her advances urged him to try to close his legs and push her away, but she was far too thick and powerful.

"Awww, you don't like my cuddlesss?" She hissed into his ear, flicking her tongue against the horn just above it, sending a chill down his spine.

"Oh, I doooo, I just...." He had to pause as his eyes rolled back in his head and he cringed in pleasure. Yes, cringed in pleasure: An odd combination of absolutely loving the attention he was getting while also wishing she'd hold off until they were back at the house.

"Well, I think I've been waiting too long, Tritus." She opened her mouth to give her victim a good look at the moon light reflecting off the strands of saliva trailing from top to bottom jaw and the glistening of her moist, fleshy muscles lining the inside of her cheek and gums. She only gave a few moments for him to contemplate what she planned before she clamped her jaws down around his snout, teeth gripping on his scales as her tongue flickered out under his chin to slap at his neck and chest. She gave a gentle suck before prying her layers of teeth off him and winking at him.

Tritus leaned forward as she pulled away, wanting to feel her gullet smothering him again. A noticeable bulge was forming in his khaki pants to press against her ventral scales.

As soon as she felt his member prodding at her belly scales, she pressed up against them and rubbed, coaxing a series of gentle grunts. "Oh, I see you want it as much as I do, don't you?" She pressed her palms on his shoulders and held him just out of lip-range as she grew slightly more serious. "Tritus, you know of all the people at the vore house, I've enjoyed a meal out of Vinn and Yetzer and Spike and everyone else, but I don't think I've ever had the pleasure of your bulge in my belly. Tell me, would you be so kind as to be my midnight snack?"

Tritus, much to his chagrin, actually had to think about it. Once again, he could feel his excitement mounting at the prospect of feeling her slick walls slide over him again, but he really didn't feel this was the proper time or place to do so. HE managed to sputter an inept half-response, "B-but-t Leera, I uh-"

She cut him off with a tongueflick over his lips, silencing him. "Oh Tritus, when will you learn that prey don't really have much of a say in the matter?" With that, she gently grabbed at his wing-elbows and held them together with one of her powerful hands and used her other to gently angle his chin so he was looking straight up. She raised her body and twisted her head to the side as she shoved his wing tips into her gullet, sliding them in with ease before having her flesh warp and distend to accommodate his eager head.

The last thing he saw that night was the blackened abyss of her gullet gaping open above him to easily swallow down his wing elbows and slide down his form before his vision went black, her gullet smothering his face and sliding down his neck and shoulders.

She was so very careful to not bite down too hard on the thin membrane of his wings, for fear of ripping them on her needle-sharp rows of teeth, and she had more than enough stretchiness to have absolutely no problem swallowing him up.