The feelers don't snap, of course -- they harden under his teeth, when they first clamp down, and then melt into a thick black liquid when his head jerks back that runs into his mouth to slide easily down his throat.
(it'll settle in his stomach and make him all the heavier when he's full)
But that isn't good, is it? That isn't right, is it?
It'll have to punish him, for that. (Even if, well, its punishments and its rewards all come out to the same, in the end.)]
Ah, don't struggle, "Barian's Guardian".
[It croons softly to him, floats closer, even as another set of tendrils creeps up to pry his mouth open wide, as it raises two fingers to caress the inside.]
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Date: 2013-04-11 12:12 pm (UTC)The feelers don't snap, of course -- they harden under his teeth, when they first clamp down, and then melt into a thick black liquid when his head jerks back that runs into his mouth to slide easily down his throat.
(it'll settle in his stomach and make him all the heavier when he's full)
But that isn't good, is it? That isn't right, is it?
It'll have to punish him, for that. (Even if, well, its punishments and its rewards all come out to the same, in the end.)]
Ah, don't struggle, "Barian's Guardian".
[It croons softly to him, floats closer, even as another set of tendrils creeps up to pry his mouth open wide, as it raises two fingers to caress the inside.]
Let me make you ｆｅｅｌ ｇｏｏｄ.