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“What do I want?” he hummed. 

She shuddered. He’d be searching the cabinets soon. It was his routine. Walk in to search for a snack. Open every cabinet, even the ones that never held food. Erica had to run, but she had to be smart. If it was the wrong time he’d see her. There was no telling what he’d do.

“Maybe a drink,” he said. 

Erica curled up in the back corner of the cabinet. He opened the half she wasn’t in. It gave her a solid view of his cat-like eyes. One of his hands reached in. It was so big next to her. Fingers taller than her wrapped around a cup only for it to shatter from his strength. Erica bit her hand to stay quiet.

“Crap, not again,” he hissed. From her position she could see as he pulled his hand out. The way his green eyes studied the injury before he licked the blood from his hand. She had to get away. 

Erica had a chance once he closed the door. She dove deeper into the back corner and squeezed through a small opening. Something sticky coated her, but she ignored it. Just as she entered the new space the human ripped open both doors to the cabinet she was just in. He would have seen her.

“Thought I heard something,” he said. The words were louder than before. They rattled her bones, but she kept silent. 

He closed the doors. Erica slid between the boxes and bags of food that surrounded her now. This cabinet had enough space between the doors that she could watch him. The human walked away from her. Heavy steps knocked the things around her down. If she waited for the right moment she could run. All that mattered was timing. She let out a small sigh.

As if he heard her he turned on his heel. Erica climbed into one of the open bags, desperate for him to leave. The cabinet doors creaked as they opened. She shook, bits of what she now saw were pretzels stuck to her. She could worry about that later. Right now she needed the human to leave.

“That seems like a good snack,” he cooed. Erica begged anyone listening that it wasn’t the one she’d crawled in. She knew it failed as the bag crumpled around her. This time she couldn’t keep her yelp down. The hand paused for a fraction of a second before she was pulled out of the cabinet bag and all. “Well, well. Guess I have a different snack than I planned.”

The human’s hand darkened the opening. Large fingers pinched her sides and crushed some pretzels as they did. The dust from them made her cough, but he ignored it. Lifted her out of the bag and dangled her over his head. She swallowed down a scream when he licked his lips.

“I-I’m not a snack,” she said. Her voice cracked. He smirked at her. Fangs she hadn’t noticed from living around him poked out. His hand only moved closer to his slowly opening mouth. “P-please!”

“Hmm,” the small noise made her shiver. “How about a little game then? If you get away nothing happens, if I catch you then I get a taste.”

“W-what game?”

He moved fast, too fast. Dropped her on the floor and crouched above her. He was massive and she was so, so small. He put a finger on her chest. Erica tried to fight against it. The pressure increased to a point she could barely breathe. Blood dripped on the floor from where he hurt himself early. It made her shudder.

“I’ll count to ten, you get a head start. If I catch you I win. If you escape you win,” he purred. Erica had to take the chance to run. She nodded at him, he let her go. Closed his eyes and licked his lips again. “One.”

Erica jumped to her feet and ran. The human tapped one of his feet. The earthquakes it caused knocked her onto her knees.

“Two.”

She chose to crawl instead. Desperate to get away. She would win this game.

“Three.”

There was almost no progress on her end. The taps of his foot grew faster. Heavier. He did it on purpose.

“Four.”

She forced herself to her feet again. Managed a few steps before a hand slammed down in front of her. All escapes cut off.

“Ten. Looks like I win.” 

“Th-that’s not fair!” she cried. His fingers closed in around her. The human’s face was menacing as he stared down.

“No one said I’d play fair. It wouldn’t be fun for me if you got somewhere I couldn’t reach.”

Once more his other hand came close and pinched her sides. Lifted her off the ground easily. She tried to free herself before it was too late. Nothing made those impossibly large digits budge. Her shimmies didn’t even move her a little. Once again she was held over his face. Where she could see the darkness of his mouth below.

“P-Please let me go!” she begged.

“Hmm,” he swung her back and forth a few times. It made her sick. “Why not?”

His hand lowered a bit. Erica had a moment of hope. Before his mouth opened wide and she was dropped inside. She tried to crawl back out, but his teeth clacked closed instead.

“P-Please no!”

Her cry fell on deaf ears. The tongue pressed her against the roof of his mouth as he swallowed down saliva. She’d be next. 

His tongue pushed her around his mouth. He moaned in pleasure. The fact it was her taste made her heart pound. His teeth parted to hold her steady. Each part of her was carefully tasted by the massive tongue. She punched at it, but that didn’t make it stop.

When he let her go gravity took over. She fell onto the inside of his cheek. He sucked on her as if she was a hard candy. Erica nearly screamed when she fell to the other side for the same process. She pushed against his skin for a bit of space. Surprisingly it worked and she fell back onto his tongue.

For a single second she thought it might be over. Then the world around her tilted. Gravity pulled her towards the dark cavern that was his throat. She pushed herself back on his tongue, but it was too slippery. Erica fell into the cavern, forced to enter the depths of his body.

The sound of his swallows echoed around her. His throat almost massaged her as she moved down. There was pressure from outside, she assumed it was his finger tracing her down. It was hard to ignore how comfortable this part felt.

Erica fell into an open area. Empty of everything else and dark. She crawled around for a bit. Something pressed on one of the walls, her best guess was his hand. She crawled over and placed her hands against it. She rubbed small circles on the fleshy wall that caused a chuckle high above her.

“Jakey, I told you not to cut yourself again,” she yelled. A smile sat on her face now that their little game was over.

“You said you like when I let go, I can’t always help it,” Jake said. The deep bass of his voice vibrated her bones. It was her favorite part of these times. “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine, Jakey. You were the perfect scary hunter.”

“I got worried when you kept begging. You changed it up this time. Usually it’s just once before…”

“You were just that good this time. I might have gotten a little scared for real this time.”

“Erica…”

“It’s fine Jakey, really. I knew it was you and I was safe. I remembered our safe word if something felt too far.”

“Making my name your safe word is still weird.”

“It’s perfect I don’t know what you’re talking about, Jakey. I don’t know you in the game so obviously your name means I broke character.”

“I guess.” He sighed along with a bit of laughter. “I should clean up that caramel I put on your path in the cabinets though.”

“That’s what made me sticky!? Jakey, that's not good, it could attract bugs.”

Jake laughed a little more before he started to walk. Erica always loved the feeling of his movements when she was in his stomach. A force of nature that kept her safe and comfortable. His hand stayed pressed against his stomach where she leaned into it. She loved him so much.

“Hey Jakey,” she called. His hum of response echoed through him. The noises were always strange. Soon she’d be focused only on the loud pounding of his heart. “I love you, thanks for doing this.”

The hand near her started to rub circles from the outside. She smiled as the temperature of his body rose. Jake always got embarrassed about this. That he liked it, but she loved it more than he did. Loved their game of cat and mouse.

“I love you too, Erica…” She laughed when he cleared his throat. The noise was strange and endearing from inside him. “And thanks for letting me use the not so human parts of me sometimes.”

“I love those parts of you. It feels like I get to see the real Jakey.”