It gave a small chuckle before sitting up, giving a loud yawn. It never could manage to stay awake with a full stomach. And Lust was in one of the safe spots, where it’d often keep food and ‘friends’ it wasn’t ready to or wouldn’t digest, respectively. It stood with little to no problem, used to letting it’s stomach distend with it’s meal as it trudged over to the large, black beanbag it loved to lay on each time it visited. It climbed onto it, kneading ever so gently before snuggling down, careful not to lay it’s weight on top of Lust, arms cradling either side.

It gave another yawn before shutting it’s eyes, curling around itself and drifting off.

Ohh yes.

He’d been an excellent meal.

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