My bluejay is a hummingbird

Then, in the morning, breakfast is just counting how many minutes they have left with every pretty bird chirp from outside. They can feel the vibrations of a hungry stomach growling against them, and so you decide to pull them up, their hips and legs squished under your chest. You've always been one to savor your meals when you had the chance... So you take your sweet time, licking your breakfast all over, tasting every bit, hearing them whimper as your tongue drags across their face, maybe even taking a bite or two just to feel them squeak and wiggle weakly beneath you. Finally, slowly swallowing them down, not even caring to move quickly as they try to escape, far too weak to. Feeling them tremble against your tongue and the back of your throat as they slide in, slick from your drool <3 Now you've got a full belly again, just as satisfied as you were the night before... Mmm, a nap after breakfast sounds good doesn't it?~