prompt 21! betrayal >:3 with my favourite Pred Tommy from dsmp? 🥺 (and one of the other sleepy bees members of your choice as prey :D?) (Hope I did that right...)
You did it right!!! Have a little snippet! scratch the snippet part I got invested I'm posting this on AO3 in a minute lol
Tommy hadn't had good intentions when he'd first made friends with Tubbo. He'd seen the tiny borrower in danger and scooped him up on instinct. Once he'd registered that he had a tiny borrower in his hands he'd very much wanted to eat him.
But Tommy had refrained.
He played with his food. He pretended to be a docile predator, tamed, safe, someone who would never eat a borrower even when given the easiest chance in the world.
But very quickly Tommy realized he was actually friends with Tubbo, he wanted to keep the borrower safe, he didn't want to scare him.
Tommy tried to justify it in his head, plenty of predators had pet borrowers! Sure, none of them were friends, and they were usually kept around exclusively as belly fillers for when intsincts got to be too much...
But! It wasn't strange for Tommy to have befriended Tubbo.
Tommy would never have revealed his original intentions to Tubbo, not even under threat of death, but it unfortunately, life had other plans.
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Tubbo hadn't trusted Tommy at all at first. Sure, the predator had saved him from falling to his death, but he'd heard plenty of stories about predators playing with their food.
But over time, Tubbo couldn't help but believe he and Tommy really were friends, that Tommy saw him as a person and not a snack.
But that all came crashing down when another predator tried to eat him.
Tubbo knew Tommy got possessive, over things, over people, expecially over food. Tommy claimed the food part was just instincts, but Tubbo was pretty sure that those instincts extended to him and that they were stronger for Tommy than most people.
Tubbo had grown to not care, sure, Tommy was very possessive of him around humans and predators, but with that came a layer of protection. No one would just snatch Tubbo up if he was cupped in Tommy's hands. Not when Tommy was liable to try and bite their fingers off.
Which was why Tubbo felt safe enough to sit on the pinic table next to Tommy's lunch box. The predator had opened it, realized he forgot to pack silverware, and had to go try and get some from a nearby food truck.
Tommy had opened the tiny honey-and-peanutbutter sandwich he'd brought for Tubbo so that the borrower could start eating anyways.
Tubbo wished Tommy had just scooped him up and taken him to the food truck as well. Then none of this would have happened.
The predator didn't care that Tubbo was clearly with someone, or that he very much smelled like he'd been scented by another predator. They'd snatched his tiny form and lifted him to their face.
They knew whoever Tubbo was with could be back any second, so they wasted no time attempting to shove Tubbo into their mouth.
Tubbo bit and thrashed and screamed, successfully slicing up the predator's tongue with his nails. He bit down on the fingers holding him until he tasted blood.
And then Tommy was there, landing a blow to the predator's head like a speeding rocket.
Tubbo went flying.
In seconds it became a full on brawl, Tommy trying to get to Tubbo and this other predator trying to eat him.
But then something shifted in the way Tommy was fighting, Tubbo was doing his best whenever he was free of someone's grasp to run either towards Tommy or further away behind Tommy, and he didn't want to admit it, but for once Tommy wasn't the one winning a fight over Tubbo.
Tommy had realized that.
He stopped fighting to grab Tubbo and get him safely away, he started fighting to get ahold of the little borrower and nothing else.
Tubbo screamed as he was crushed in the predator's grip, but Tommy ripped his tiny form free. Tubbo expected himself to be either tossed as gently as possible behind Tommy, or to be clutched to his chest.
He should have expected what happen instead, but he'd trusted Tommy too much.
He found himself inside Tommy's mouth, the tongue dragging him back towards the throat before Tubbo could even react, swallowing, gulping his tiny form down as Tommy raced away from the other predator, now focused on getting his prey down before the other could force him to spit it back up.
Tubbo sobbed as he was dragged down by slick flesh. Dropping into a slimy chamber that contracted around him, squeezing at him.
He could feel Tommy finally stop moving, having gotten to safety. For a moment Tubbo had hope that his friend would spit him back up. But instead the stomach walls squished against him, and Tommy started purring, the vibrations rumbling through Tubbo's body.
Tubbo curled up into a tight little ball, letting the tears drip down his face and mix with the slime.
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Tommy wouldn't hurt Tubbo. But the feeling of Tubbo held deep within his core...
There was a reason predators ate borrowers and would fight to have one.
Tommy purred, his stomach acids neutralized, Tubbo the perfect weight in his belly.
He'd have to let him out eventually.
But for now Tommy rested his hand on his middle and grinned contentedly.