Fiction - Dietary Considerations
Title: Dietary Considerations
Words: 224
Warnings: Dragonfic, miscommunication and innuendo. >_>;
Dietary Considerations
Tom asked me once whether I ever ate virgins. I... well, I guess you could say I can be a bit dense, because I was actually a bit startled by the question and tried to explain as gently as I could that I'd eat pretty much any prey if I were hungry enough, and whether they'd ever had sex or not really didn't matter nearly as much as whether they were big enough to be worth hunting or if their shoes were made of "space aged materials" - honestly, what was wrong with nice, easily-digested leather footwear? By that time, he'd gotten that Stare of his going again, and more to the point had stopped nuzzling my neck and I was terribly worried he might be getting frightened, but happily, Tom doesn't scare easily.
"That was supposed to be an innuendo, George."
Which shut me right up, I can tell you. I'd have been more embarrassed except for the fact that once I got it, I got it, and it was my turn (one of the rare few) to Stare at him.
"You're really a virgin?"
Who knew Tom could blush? It was adorable though, and while I didn't eat him - I'd never eat Tom - I did give him a good idea of just how much I can fit into my mouth.
Words: 224
Warnings: Dragonfic, miscommunication and innuendo. >_>;
Dietary Considerations
Tom asked me once whether I ever ate virgins. I... well, I guess you could say I can be a bit dense, because I was actually a bit startled by the question and tried to explain as gently as I could that I'd eat pretty much any prey if I were hungry enough, and whether they'd ever had sex or not really didn't matter nearly as much as whether they were big enough to be worth hunting or if their shoes were made of "space aged materials" - honestly, what was wrong with nice, easily-digested leather footwear? By that time, he'd gotten that Stare of his going again, and more to the point had stopped nuzzling my neck and I was terribly worried he might be getting frightened, but happily, Tom doesn't scare easily.
"That was supposed to be an innuendo, George."
Which shut me right up, I can tell you. I'd have been more embarrassed except for the fact that once I got it, I got it, and it was my turn (one of the rare few) to Stare at him.
"You're really a virgin?"
Who knew Tom could blush? It was adorable though, and while I didn't eat him - I'd never eat Tom - I did give him a good idea of just how much I can fit into my mouth.