Gris & Dwayne's Voretober 2022: Cruel (Day 23)

Previous Chapter: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/49506613/ or https://aryion.com/g4/view/833344

The ultimate form of love(?)

(P.S. The art in the thumbnail is by Seviene!)

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“You’re welcome,” the canine replied.  “You’re so very welcome.”

He leaned down and asked, “May I kiss you again?”

“I’d love that,” Gris murmured, and to their lips came together.  The smooch felt like a deep connection, and the human almost didn’t want to part.  But it had to end eventually, and when the two retreated from each other, he snuggled against the wolf’s chest, letting out a sigh.  He wanted to connect with the canine even more—and soon, he would get his wish.

“You’re so beautiful,” the stalker murmured.  “Actually meeting you like this makes me want to keep you all to myself. . .”

Gris could hear the canine’s stomach growling behind him, and he smiled, reaching up and poking it with one finger.  “You want me in there?” he asked.

“More than anything,” the wolf replied.

The human smiled and went back a bit more, leaning his ear against the canine’s rumbling tummy.  “Yeah?” he asked.  “Tell me more . . . please?”

“Of course,” his stalker agreed, smiling.  As the gut continued to grumble, the wolf elaborated on his fantasies, saying, “I want to taste all of you, savor how delicious you are, how wonderful the person I love tastes.  Then, I would swallow you whole, slowly savoring you as I send you down to my belly, watching it expand with you inside.  Soon, all of you would be in there, utterly filling me up, and the two of us would be one.

“Then I would digest you,” the canine continued.  “My stomach would melt you down in the loveliest way, gently reducing you so that the two of us can become one.  Once you turn into nutrients for me, you’d be absorbed into my body, and the two of us would be together, forever, inseparable for the rest of time.

“I love you that much, Gris.  I love you so much, that I want to keep you with me forever.”

The human nodded.  Others may have seen the stalker’s intent as cruel and sadistic.  But here, in this scene, he found it beautiful.  “I would love that,” he whispered.  “I would love to be part of you . . . part of somebody who loves me so much.”

He looked up at the wolf with pleading eyes, and kissed the surface of the hungry stomach.  “Please make me part of you.  Please eat me.”

The stalker’s face lit up with delight.  “Of course, my dear,” he agreed.  “I’m so glad you want this, too.

“I don’t want to waste any time.  Let me taste you, and then I’ll swallow you whole.”