Could you please do something with magician? I don't have any specific requests, so surprise me please!))
A bit short, but sweet!
Of all the things you could have agreed to, this was probably one of the most ridiculous. You were sitting in the bottom of a small top hat, partially sealed in darkness by a gloved hand covering the opening. You were going to be part of some magic trickâŚbut it was the most basic one in the book. All Servais told you was that itâd have an interesting, but harmless little twist.
âWell? Are you going to show us or not?â Naib asked, crossing his arms. He was standing alongside a curious Violinist, trying not to grimace as a few possessed tendrils of hair poked at him. Neither of them had to be here, but Servais was really playing this up.
âCalm down, Mister Subedar, Paganini,â Servais said. âItâs just a simple little trick. Now, watch as I pull a rabbit out from this simple top hat!â He then reached in to grab you. You squinted at the sudden light, but caught a glimpse of the hand reaching down for you. It carefully wrapped around your middle, pulling you out into the open. You blushed involuntarily as the hooded survivor and lanky hunter stared at you. Antonioâs grin was wide and unnerving as always, while Naib tilted his head and raised an eyebrow. He at least looked marginally surprised.
âThat doesnât look like a rabbit.â Antonio said, his grin looking just a little smug. The Magician looked at you, aghast (or at least pretending to be). He shook his head and sighed.
âUnfortunately,â Servais remarked in mock disappointment. âMay not be fluffy, but I do have a way to make them disappear too.â And there was the twist. The magician dangled you carefully over his open mouth. He winked at you before letting go, dropping you into his hungry maw.
You landed on his plush, pink tongue, quickly sealed in darkness as he closed his mouth. Servais began swishing you around his mouth, his tongue getting you nice and coated in saliva. It also savored your rather delectable flavor. He spent a good minute swishing you around with his soft tongue.
Once heâd had enough tasting, Servais tilted his head back, sending you sliding into his gullet. He gulped you down in one, as if you were just a simple morsel. You slid down his pulsing throat, soon being squeezed into his waiting stomach. You landed with a splat, prompting Servais to muffle a burp before he bowed.
Antonio clapped his hands, while Naib rolled his eyes. The Mercenary stepped up and poked Servais in the belly.Â
âAdmit it, you just wanted to make a spectacle out of having a snack.â he said. Servais pouted for a moment, shooing his hand away.
âI know you liked the view, Naib. Look, youâre drooling now!â Naibâs eyes widened, and he huffed. Antonio had already slunk off somewhere, probably to find his own prey. The Mercenary growled, shaking his head and stomping off. Satisfied, the Magician rubbed over his gut, squishing you around a little.
âThank you very much for your participation, dear. Your act was good, as was your flavor.â he said. You pressed yourself against the plush stomach wall as the fleshy pouch quietly gurgled around you. There were no signs of impending digestion, but he didnât seem in a hurry to cough you up.
âSo, youâre going to let me out, right?â you asked. Another gurgle, then a thoughtful hum from above. Then you were squished from outside again.
âOh yes, I willâŚeventually. You feel quite nice in there.â he said. Ah well, you should have seen this coming. Not that you cared too much; his stomach was calm right now, wet but comfortable. You trusted him to just hold you for a while.
You stretched out and nestled into one of the folds in Servaisâs belly. It swayed and cradled you with each step he took. The sounds of his gurgling guts and nearby heartbeat helped to ease you further. Almost enough to sleep in thereâŚyou gave a soft sigh and closed your eyes, giving into the warm embrace of the Magicianâs insides.
