"So what was it like in there?" Beatrice suddenly asked Dante. It had been a week since she had swallowed him whole, and the two hadn't really spoken of it since. Currently they were studying for upcoming exams together, laying on Beatrice's bed with class notes and papers strewn about, so the question was a bit out of place. Dante didn't even look up from his notes as he muttered out his response.
 
"It was pretty much what you'd expect.."
 
Beatrice pouted. "C'mon, I'm really curious. What was it like?" This time the tiny man didn't even bother to answer, and instead pretended to ignore her. She narrowed her eyes on Dante for a moment, glaring in the hopes that he would turn and notice, which he did not. Quickly, Beatrice scooped him up in both of her hands, and cupping Dante in them, brought him to her face. He sat in her hands, facing her.
 
"I wish you wouldn't do that, Bea."
 
"I know, I just... I'm really curious. Just tell me and I'll leave you alone."
 
Dante knew he wouldn't be able to resist her when she got this way, so he figured he'd just get it over with. She watched him with eager eyes, and he could feel her warm breath washing over him. It was something he got used to from his size, and he never minded; Beatrice always made sure to keep her breath smelling nice because of this.
 
"Well it was terrifying at first... you know, to be treated like food, sent to your stomach like that. I mean, if you decided for some reason not to let me up, that would have been it for me."
 
She immediately looked hurt. Dante continued, "I know you wouldn't, it's just the things that run through a person's mind when they're in a position like that. Being swallowed was the worst part. The tight squeeze, I thought it would last forever. I got scared I wouldn't be able to breathe. By this point I was already soaked, so when I dropped down into your stomach, I wasn't to shocked. It was pitch black. I know it makes sense, but I didn't really think about it til I got there. There was no way to see anything." Beatrice was listening intently.
 
"Everything was soft and wet, and moved around nonstop. It's impossible to stand, and when I did finally manage to work my way to my feet, I just got knocked over again. It was so hot." Beatrice blushed and Dante's eyes went wide. "I meant warm! It's so warm and humid. Not to mention the noise."
 
"Was it loud?" Beatrice asked.
 
"Yeah. I mean, sure your belly was growling and whatnot... but I could also hear your breathing, and your heartbeat all around me." Dante took a breath as he thought. "It was surprisingly comfy once I was able to relax, knowing you were all around me. It was like the biggest hug." Dante looked at Beatrice, who was biting her lip.
 
"What?" Dante asked expectantly.
 
"Um... would you ever do it again?" Beatrice was nervous as she asked, not sure if she even should.
 
Dante looked directly into her eyes. "With you? Yeah, I think I would." He cracked a smile.
 
Beatrice grinned excitedly and opened wide, moving him toward her gaping maw.
 
"W-wait, not right now! BEA!"