{"sf1_id":787702,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Dark Cell: Taste Buds, Teeth, and the Licking of Blood","author":"darkmaster03","words":1011,"posted_at":"2014-11-25T11:01:00.000Z","tags":["Feline","Human","M/M/M","Macro","Male","Story Progression","Story Series","Vore (soft)","licking","micro"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/787702-the-dark-cell-taste-buds-teeth-and-the-licking-of-blood","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/787702","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=787702\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"The protagonist sees the feline at his most vulnerable...","content":"Taste Buds, Teeth, and the Licking of BloodBy darkmaster03 May 29 2014 3:29am Finding myself resting on the pillow next to his head. His\nface, was turned away from me, as I didn't feel his warm gusts of sweet\nsmelling breath. I guess he must have not wanted to leave me on the cold floor\nnext to the door, for the rest of the night. Thinking about what I had said the\nother night, made me feel terrible.  It\nwasn't right for me to freak out, I should have just ignored the nightmares.\nAlthough talking about it with him, would've been as frightening as them coming\ntrue. Who knows the ideas I would've ignited in him, of what to do with me. The\nvarious gruesome ways, I've seen him devour me, is causing me to be extremely\ncautious, of how to talk with him. Although I don't, or rather I shouldn't let\nit affect, such an awesome relationship. Sitting up, I noticed that he must've been extremely\ninsulted by my hateful words, but all I could say is \"thank you for not leaving\nme, on that cold floor.\" As I saw his head turn in my direction, he merely told\nme \"you're welcome on my fur, anytime you feel a chill in the air.\" His sharp\nteeth glinting with the yellow of his eyes, as he casually smirked. I felt\nextremely happy that he didn't choose to ignore me, knowing full well, that I\nwould have frozen to death down there, if he hadn't put me on his pillow during\nthe night. Choosing to walk over to him, I was helped onto his shoulder\nby his left hand. Sliding down to my usual position on his chest. \"I always\nfeel a chill in the air, I don't want to be cold like that, ever again.\" I\nsaid, as I felt the warmth of his fur envelope me. Closing my eyes, I felt his\nlarge paw splay over me, in a gentle caress. \"I feel terrible about what I said\nearlier, I actually love your yellow eyes. They remind me of the streetlamp\noutside the house I live in, when I look out the window, while listening to\nsoothing music, during the night. The subtle glow of your eyes, brings about a\ncalm, relaxing state of mind.\" I told him. We lay like this together, for a\nlong while. Hearing him casually remark, \"food is going to be arriving\nsoon.\" Opening my eyes, as his titanic body rose up, his elbows balancing him,\nas he was eyeing the latch from which the tray of food, was to be put through.\nLike always, it opened and the scraping of the metal tray against the hard\nconcrete floor, was heard. He decided to put me down onto the bed, as he went\nto grab what was left for us. For some reason, now that I had my mouth gag off,\nI was given the same food they gave him. At least that's what I was told, by my\ncellmate. The food I had to eat, was the consistency of bloody, raw\nhamburger meat. It tasted terrible, and every time, I could barely manage to\nswallow only a single mouthful, before I couldn't hold any more of it down.\nAlthough my feline cellmate enjoyed it immensely, though I would imagine, that\nit must have gotten boring and monotonous, to have to eat the same thing every\nday. I gladly gave him, the rest of my portions, every time. The best part of the day was after we ate. He always sat in\nthe shower with me in his embrace. The water cascading off his fur, as he sat\nagainst the wall with his knees up. He held me against his lower chest, the\nmuscular contours caused the water to flow gently across my neck, and down my\nback, having been warmed up to a semi-lukewarm temperature, by the time it made\ncontact with my skin. It felt heavenly, every time. All the time we did this, I\nwondered what he kept thinking about as he sat in the shower like this. He\nnever looked at me, but rather down at the ground with depressed eyes. Never\nbothering to ask him, I knew he would eventually tell me, when he felt like the\ntime was right. ----  ---- A couple nights pass by ----  ----  ---- After coming aware, I felt myself in his tight grip, he was\nholding me up, across from his face. Walking around his cell, talking to my\nunconscious body. \"You don't know how tasty you look to me, right now. I want\nto lick you again and again. I can't bear to see you in anymore pain, and I\nwould feel horrible for you to wake up distressed again.\" As I came to my\nsenses, hearing those words echo throughout the room. Along with the violent\npacing walk, shaking my body with each footfall. The sight of his teeth\nglinting inches from my face, as I heard his roars of complication. \"I am so\nglad you are not awake yet. Without you here to talk to, I would have gone\ninsane all by myself. But you smell so delicious right now!\" he roared in\nfrustration. The lurching momentum, the squeezing crush. Along with the\nsight of his attitude, so different, when he thought I was not here. Caused me\nto spit up onto his overlaid thumb, not because I felt sick to my stomach,\nwell, that was partially to blame. I felt the soft fur of his finger, wipe the\noutside of my mouth clean, before he set me onto the pillow. Remaining in an\nemotionless, unmoving state, so as not to raise suspicion. I heard him wash his\npaws, before returning to bed. He didn't even glance in my direction as his\nimmense head came to rest next to my tiny, motionless body. He deliberately\nfaced the other way, with the back of his head to me. So as not to be tempted,\nanymore. But, I didn't see, or hear that part...Or rather, I'm choosing\nto ignore it. Like I always do. As should everyone else. "}