Brooks Lock (brookslocked)
You were doomed the moment he lifted up his shirt on the video chat. It wasn't that you didn't have a choice. He wasn't promising to hunt you down, and he wasn't trying to hypnotize you or anything. Hell, all the guy wanted was to take you out on some cute dates. His profile said he was primarily looking for a boyfriend.
But your silly prey brain...
You saw all that fur on his pecs and stomach, and you were determined to put his belly from both the outside and the inside.
After the date, and after the cuddles, and after the fuck, when you begged him to eat you and he complied, after your body slid over his tongue and down his throat, after you curled up inside the tight, churning, humid space of his stomach, he sighed.
This kept happening to him. All the cute guys he wanted to date kept deciding they'd rather be his next dump than give romance a shot. Other preds might have gotten a thrill from that, but it just made him sad.
As he digests you, he gets back on the apps, hoping the next cutie he takes on a date decides they prefer staying solid...
