Pred: “We’ve also established I’m possessive, or did you not get that, from all the times I called you “mine” while you were digesting?”
Prey: “I’m gonna be honest, I was sorta hoping, that possessiveness, was solely predicated, on the idea you could digest me permanently.”
Pred: “Darling, do you know the one wish most predator’s have when they finish digesting prey they enjoy?”
Prey: “Errrrr?”
Pred: “That they could do it again.”
Prey: “Ah…I’m screwed aren’t I?”
Pred: “Mnnn. Just a little bit yes. You, my dear, have just presented an unabashed hedonist, with something they’ve been craving their entire life. Don’t worry though! I’ll be a good owner I promise.”
Prey: “Owner!? You can’t own people!”
Pred: “I recall you saying something similar about eating people. How is that working out for you?”
Prey: “Fuck I am so cooked.”
Pred: “Mnn, not yet, though I wouldn’t mind trying.”
Prey: “I hate you.”
Pred: “I’m afraid I can’t bring myself to feel the same, we’re going to have so much fun~<3”