It's kind of weird to explain it... but... i guess you can think of it like... a sleeping bag? A pouch?
My love, you'll be safe. I promise. I just... I don't want to be alone tonight. And it's going to get so cold... you humans aren't well-suited for that, y'know?
Alright, point made, yes?
You're nervous as you approach. I let my mouth fall open, I let you look inside and even feel it. My teeth, tongue, lips. Don't worry, I would never use my teeth on you, but yes, I know they're sharp and scary... and yes, I know, peering down my throat is probably really scary, too. Please, don't be afraid.
You take a deep breath. "Okay. I'm ready," You say.
Gently, I take your hands and I hold them up to my lips, delicately kissing your knuckles, before opening my mouth and guiding your hands in. I can't help but to taste your hands, palms, fingers. Salty but kind of sweet, too.
I slowly suck your hands deeper into my mouth, and then, when I feel your fingers brush the back of my throat, I make the first swallow.
You gasp as you're suddenly pulled a lot further in. It gets a lot warmer down my throat, and the pressure is even a little uncomfortable, but it won't last long. You'll be okay.
...Well, maybe I should've warned you to hold your breath, but my point still stands; you'll be fine.
The next couple of swallows happen a lot faster than I mean for them to. I can't help it; you're just so tasty and tender, and it feels good to have you sliding down my throat...
After a few moments, you land in the pouch I was telling you about. It's not quite my stomach; instead, it's an extra organ that holds food until I need it. In this case, though, you'll be going back the way you came. Many others haven't been so lucky... but I could never do anything to harm you. I love you.
I feel you squirm around a little, and then, curl up, letting out a quiet sigh. It's so quiet for a moment that I'm pretty sure I can't hear you, until I feel your hand print, and then, very quietly, I hear you speak.
"I can hear your heartbeat."
I smile, and place a clawed hand over the spot where I can feel your hand at. Don't worry, my love. I'll keep you warm and safe tonight. You have my word.