*Southern Hospitality [[Private for SeventhNight and I]]

[GoldFox]

The Cajun grinned triumphantly as he saw Kurt lying over the edge of the pocket, beaten. He smirked as he reached down and gently grabbed a hold of him, sitting down again, and keeping Kurt in his palm. “Glad you agree…” he said smoothly, and then with a chuckle, brought Kurt close to his mouth.

Then, instead of eating Kurt, as the teleporter had probably anticipated, Remy started instead to snuggle and lick at the fur, easing the discomfort of the pocket-trip with warm saliva and soft caresses of his tongue.

After a few minutes of this, Remy then chuckled as he licked the little tail, getting it into his mouth. He then gently lowered his hand, so as not to jerk Kurt, and leaned back on the couch, smiling to himself as he felt Kurt dangling from his mouth by his little tail. Remy felt a bit of discomfort with his goatee, but figured that it was just because Kurt was rubbing against it, so he paid it no mind.

His red and black eyes drifting shut happily, Remy started to ‘reel’ Kurt in by the tail, sucking it in, tenderly holding it I his teeth, and then reeling again. He slowly managed to get all of Kurt back into his mouth despite any attempts to the contrary and then, for a while, just held the little mutant safely in his mouth wondering what he would do now.

[SeventhNight]

The soothing action, though unexpected, wasn't entirely unwelcomed. A quiet noise left him as the warm tongue soothed his irritated fur, feeling almost like a hot bath. He turned a little, surprised at how he actually WANTED that soothing brush over his body. He sighed a little when the other took his tail into his mouth, grabbing onto the other mutant's chin when he leaned back. "Danke," he muttered, heaving a sigh.

When his little moment of respite was over, he fidgeted a little, still not entirely keen on the whole 'going back' idea. He grabbed onto the other mutant's lip, holding himself there until his grip slipped. He wanted to savor every bit of freedom he could, gulping the cooler air before he slid into the other's mouth again. He was a little surprised not to be immidiately gulped down, though he was fairly certain it would have been preferable to simply sitting in his mouth.

Grabbing onto the other's tongue, he pulled himself back up a little, bracing his feet against one of his molars to keep from simply wallowing against the back of his mouth. Thoughts of escape still played across his mind, teasing him with ideas of freedom. Still, glancing to the front of the other's mouth, he doubted it was possible. Even if he managed to get past his teeth without getting bitten, he still had to get past his lips and out of reach before the other mutant reacted. The risk almost seemed worth it.

[GoldFox]

The Cajun sighed softly as he felt Kurt squirming around a bit more noticeably in his mouth now, clearly trying to get out while he still could! He could feel Kurt bracing his odd feet against his molars and he was careful not to bite down or anything. He chuckled softly as he felt Kurt grabbing a hold of his tongue, strongly resisting the urge to start licking at the little teleporter.

After a few seconds of this, Remy decided that enough was enough. He was being nice to Kurt, but the little blue mutants had to understand who was in charge of this whole operation. He gently shut his mouth, being sure to be careful of any feet, hands or tail, so that nothing was bitten or pinched. He then started to tip his head back, gently pushing Kurt backwards. He grinned as he felt the tail tickling his throat, and seizing an idea, gulped lightly. This pulled the tail into his gullet, tugging Kurt backwards.

The Cajun smirked as he kept swallowing, gently, but not overly hard, enjoying any struggles that would come of this. He could feel that while Kurt had ‘agreed’ to this, he was still plenty unwilling for it.

Well… he had no issue with it. That would just made it all the more fun!

[SeventhNight]

If only that moment of repreive could last. Even though he was confined within the other's mouth, it was still somewhat light and he had cooler air to breath. Of course, it couldn't last, and he knew that.

He drew his arms and legs a little closer as the other's mouth closed, letting out a soft yelp as he did so. Unable to see now, he was a little afraid of getting his limbs in the wrong places and getting bitten. He doubted the other would bite him on purpose (as with the size difference, the smallest nip could go a long way toward breaking the ancrobatic mutant's bones), but all the same, accidents could happen.

Clinging to his tongue, the miniturized mutant felt his grip slide a little as the other's head moved backward. He jumped a little when his tail was pulled, trying to scramble away mostly out of pure reflex. Granted, the full on panic of last time was hardly present, but his instinctual mind still couldn't grasp the idea that being swallowed alive could NOT end in death. He felt his heart race a bit, hands and feet trembling a little as he tried to get a better hold on the slick surface. It was completely in vain, though, and he knew that without a doubt.

His grip finally failed, making him slide to the back of the other mutant's mouth with a startled noise. "Crap, I don't want to do this again," he whined, trying to grab onto his tongue again. Muttering under his breath, he closed his eyes and held on tight, litterally clinging to his last moments of psuedo-freedom until the other saw fit to let him out again.

[GoldFox]

The Cajun let out a heavy sigh of content as he felt Kurt at the back of his mouth, still resisting. What a persistent little thing… But he just smirked to himself as he raised his tongue, pressing against Kurt, working him backwards with gentle, but irrefutable strength. Once he felt the furry little mutant pressed to the back of his mouth, he finally gulped hard as he shoved with his tongue.

He had managed his goals of the tail and feet going in first, and he chuckled as he swallowed again, drawing Kurt in quickly and easily. Probably far too easily, in regards to the little mutant! Chuckling a little at that thought, Remy tilted his head straight back, until he was looking right up at the ceiling, as he gulped again, pressing a hand to his throat. He could feel a slender lump under the skin, and while his body was asking for air, he knew he was in no danger, and calmly, swallowed down his catch.

He would NEVER get tired of this. Doing it for clients, doing it for fun… It didn’t matter because it always felt the same, always gave him such an incredible feeling. Not only of power, but of something else… He could never explain it, so he simply contented himself with enjoying his remarkable and precious gift, making the most of it that he possibly could.

He chuckled as Kurt moved in a particularly nice way, rubbing firmly at the little mutant in his gullet, moving surely downwards to his belly. He let his head come forwards and just lay back on the couch, rubbing absently at his neck as he relaxed, indulging in the tickles and squirms.

[SeventhNight]

The blue mutant yelped a little as he was pushed backward, just barely able to see the dark mass of the other's tongue looming over him. His body was pushed back, and he couldn't help but reflexively thrash a little as his tail and legs were pulled into the full size mutant's throat. Long arms reached out quickly to grab onto whatever he could reach, prolonging his freedom just a moment more before he was completely swallowed up.

This part was the worst to him. The flexing gullet was tight and uncomfortable, pushing on him from all sides and steadily moving him lower...until he felt a bit more pressure from one side that slowed his progress. He wiggled a little, shifting to try and find some lower level of discomfort, all to no avail. It occured to him that the other mutant was probably intentionally slowing his progress for whatever reason...Probably because he enjoyed it. Sick son of a bitch. It sort of bothered Kurt that his captor took so much pleasure in his job, taking so many pains to ensure Kurt did certain things certain ways.

When the other moved, he felt his throat tense a little, pushing against him a bit more. Wiggling, he did his best to try and move DOWN, just wanting the whole thing to be over with. He could tell he was making a bit of progress, as his surroundings seemed to get markedly hotter as he moved into the core of the other mutant's body. He could hear the faint and rhythmic sound of his heart, taking that as some strange form of encouragement. The louder that got (for the moment), the closer he was to being through with this part of his 'torture.'

[GoldFox]

Remy grinned hugely to himself as he felt Kurt wriggling in his throat. He was surprised at how he could feel the differences between Kurt and a normal human prey. Kurt was slimmer, in relation to a human, which meant he had a little bit more room in the slim gullet, and thus, more space to move and struggle. But the tail was also a big difference. Remy swore that he could actually feel the tail wriggling around in there, tickling him delightfully.

He moaned softly in pleasure at all the great sensations and feelings he was getting out of this job, and he swallowed gently again, wanting to feel those little scrabbles in his belly, just like before. While he knew that they wouldn’t have the same fear-induced potency as before, they would still feel terrific!

After a while, Remy got his desire as he felt the pressure ease in his throat as the little furry mutant was forced down into his more spacious belly. He lost no time in rubbing and stroking at his stomach, encouraging the little mutant to move around, saying softly, “You best get moving, petit, unless you want to make me unhappy…” He clenched hiss stomach after saying that, obviously showing that it was a threat. Hopefully, Kurt would take the hint and do as he was told. Remy didn’t really want to hurt the little mutant, but no one said he couldn’t mess with his head a bit to get his own way with the blue teleporter!

[SeventhNight]

The squeezing and pushing on all sides was beginning to get rather irritating, not to mention terribly uncomfortable. Just when he thought one more squeeze might break his ribs, he felt his tail and feet pulled down, and soon pressing against nothing. It was a strange moment of relief when he was finally freed into the more spacious enclosure of his belly. He let himself fall, flopping down in the bottom of his stomach a moment. He jumped a little and yelped as his enclosure flexed aruond him, heart jumping in a little terror and surprise.

"Mein gott," he muttered, elbowing the other firmly. "Holdt your horses, ja?" He let his head flop back and tried to recollect himself. As he stretched his arms and legs out, he decided he might as well do SOMETHING as he did so. Sliding down a little more, he stretched his long, gangly limbs out, making sure they pressed firmly to the slick walls o the full sized mutant's stomach. His hands and feet wiggled, fingers and toes rubbing against the smooth walls. His tail wriggled as well, slithering back and forth against him.

"Is dat better?" he more or less shouted, though he doubted the other would hear. Laying still a moment, he finally let out a sigh and resigned himself to playing puppet for his captor. Getting up, he decided it would be easiest to just lope around in his usual gate. Thank heaven for running on all fours. Crouching, he let out a little groan of annoyance and kicked off from where he stood, bounding around in a circle a few times. With no sense of direction, it was hard to tell if he'd passed a certain spot already or not, so finally, he simply gave up trying to figure it out.

At one point, he footing slipped, and rather than stumble, he lat himself roll, wiggling a little before laying still. If he lived through all of this and was released again, he would probably be thinner than he already was. Expending THIS much energy on so little food? It was a little scary to think about. But...he couldn't do anything about it.

[GoldFox]

Remy sighed loudly and happily to himself as he felt Kurt obeying him, starting random movements, and then running around in little circles. It was just wonderful and he grinned to himself, rubbing at his belly.

But he noticed that Kurt’s movements seemed a bit weak, and realized that maybe Kurt’s metabolism was the issue. Resolved to fix this, and thus get himself lots of delicious squirms later on, Remy got up and headed for the kitchen. He chuckled as his sudden shift made Kurt loose whatever balance he had and tumble around, confused. “Don’t worry, just getting a snack.” He said, patting at his belly a few times. He noted with amusement that at the work ‘snack’ Kurt had gone still, and Remy wondered what the little mutant was thinking about.

Once he had gotten to the kitchen, Remy set about making a sandwich, being sure to put an extra slice of sliced turkey. The teleporter would need all the good protein he could to keep up his energy! Remy himself wasn’t that hungry, thanks to Kurt’s presence in is stomach, but he wasn’t about to starve the little teleporter!

Taking his sandwich to his seat, he ate it slowly and in little bites, swallowing them down whole for Kurt’s benefit. After he had finished half the sandwich like that, Remy felt it was enough, and ate the remaining half normally, chewing it up to a good pulp for himself. He knew this would make things messy for Kurt, but at least the little mutant would have been able to stuff himself silly in the meanwhile.

After he had finished, Remy went and lay down on the couch, moving gently so as not to knock Kurt around too much. The little guy needed a rest for now, and then tomorrow was another day of fun. Grinning a bit at this thought, Remy snuggled down into the couch, his arms crossed lightly over his stomach as he soon drifted off to sleep, his heartbeat slowing and regulating. Tomorrow would be fun…

[[And after your response, I think that this would be a good place to cut off, with a nice little cliffy. >:3 What do you think?]]

[SeventhNight]

The sudden jostling made him tumble over and land on his side. Deciding not to bother getting up, he drew himself up a bit and simply sat, waiting to see what his captor was doing. Leaning against the 'wall' of his enclosure, he sighed a little and drummed his fingers on his legs. This was not only the strangest bout of captivity he'd endured, but also one of the dullest. Pitch black rendering even HIS lowlight eyes useless, and also the lack of anyone to talk to...He wasn't sure he wouldn't die of sheer BOREDOM before he was released.

Pointed ears pricked a bit to the sounds outside, and he pressed himself a little closer to the edge, afraid of another dousing with something horrible hot and bitter smelling as the coffee had been. He heard something land nearby, the smell of meat and bread wafting his way a moment. Licking his lips, he wondered just how hungry he ACTUALLY was. Edging over, he groped around until his hands found the bit of swallowed food. It was a little soggy, sure...but intact.

"Better than nothing," he muttered, picking it up and sitting back to eat. Once he got past the sodden outside, it wasn't that bad at all. Considering it was his first meal in what felt like forever, his mind was probably telling him that just to make him eat. Either way, eat he did, gorging himself a bit on the solid peices until his flat stomach was just slightly distended.

He settled back and waited for the other mutant to reposition himself and be still, finally finding a little spot to curl up himself. The weight of his hands made the walls press in on the tiny mutant just a little, but considering his full belly made him sleepy, it was all the better really. Yawning, he rested his head on his arms, knowing he'd probably be rudely awakened later but trying to savor one little moment of peace while he could.



((Um, I guess? Maybe? I don't know haha. Up to you, I suppose.))