Elely slowly opened her eyes as she twisted about in the uncomfortably warm confines of her ‘prison’. The feeling of sweat moistened skin around her,squeezing her form was something she had, unfortunately, gotten used to. Around her, the thick noise of digestion echoed within her room. Hours ago,there were screams along with those gurgles. She had to get out of this nightmare. The Lalafell shifted her weight, her feet pushing as much as they could,slowly and carefully. Too much movement and V’nhea would suspect she was up to something.

As she pushed herself up, Elely could see it: the dim light of the outside world. A breeze touched her face and it gave her hope. She moved like an ilmworm in the dirt, her face grimacing as she had to press it into the slick surface. His naval was so deep,fattened and enlarged by the poor souls she knew. Poor souls that V’nhea deemed unworthy of her. Her mind remembered back to the day her life became this. Elely was mostly a field medic,weaving spells to quickly patch people up and get them out of danger. Usually she wouldn’t be anywhere near the front lines,but a soldier had gotten left behind. She ran back...and that single action sealed her fate. She shuddered at the memory, his glowering yellow eyes in the darkness. His magenta tail flicked irritably, all while looking at her.

Elely’s head bumped into the puckered exit of V’nhea’s naval. Her heart leapt! She waited for a moment, trying to gauge if the miqo’te beast still slumbered. His breathing felt slow...she could do this. Elely might actually get out! Her head forced itself against the opening. As it yielded to her, she whispered a prayer to the Twelve. Cool,refreshing air filled her lungs as she took her first breath of sweet air unfiltered by body heat. Had it always been so chilly? As the Lalafell shimmied her shoulder out of the naval, a voice above her turned the chill into solid eyes.

“Now, now, Kitten. It’s far too early for breakfast. Settle down and get back to sleep.” There was a slight tone of superiority in the tone, as if a parent was trying to put their child back into their place.

Elely turned to see those sickly yellow eyes staring at her, his grin barely hiding his pleasure. She could barely see his face over the large curvature of his belly. And yet, his gaze dominated her vision. “H-how did you?...I thought you were asleep?!”

V’nhea’s grin grew wider, almost mockingly. “Silly girl. Did you really think your father couldn’t feel you wiggling around inside him?” He patted his belly, the action making it, and in turn-Elely, wobble.

“You are NOT my father!” She spat without thinking. She almost immediately shut her mouth when his glare became more intense.

Everything shifted a degree, V’nhea’s face was no longer able to be seen, but his hand was swiftly coming into view. “I think you’re still tired,Kitten. Being up so early has made you a little cranky. Let’s tuck you back in.” Elely screamed in frustration as two clawed fingers pressed on the crown of her head before pushing down. Darkness immediately overtook her as she was pressed even deeper than she was earlier, all the way to the back of his naval. As his fingers retreated, the opening closed behind him,tighter than before.
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Woop woop,back on my FFXIV shit again. This time with a story and some one elses character  TwistedTemptation and me always make some sort of universe our characters are in. One of our favorite go-to pairs are these to V'nhea, the large miqo'te who belongs to him and my Lalafell, Elely.

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