Warning, contains furry micro vore.
Adrian stepped back as the aircraft started up, sliding the side panel shut and signaling whoever was obscured by the tinted windows that their machine was ready for takeoff.
The large, horseshoe-shaped apparatus at the back of the machine vibrated, forming a visible sphere of energy in its crest, and the aircraft lifted up as its two jets powered on. In moments, it sped off out of the docking bay, and out over the expansive blue sea, like a great bronzey bird.
Fireflies, the sleek machines were referred to as. They were a common sight on Azurius; an ocean planet, the skies of which were dotted with floating cities that where mainly populated by humans, like Adrian, whose career heavily involved working on the fireflies.
They were necessary here; the only reliable way in and out of the cities. Running on a mix of magic and technology, they were risky to use in their first stages, but these newer models proved to be great innovations, using magical charges for power.
He stepped away from the bay doors, setting down his tools on a nearby bench, sitting down. He untied the sweat-soaked red bandana from around his head, revealing his dirty-blond hair and exhaling deeply and staring outside.
He'd never left the city for anything other than to test-drive the fireflies; aside from that, he stayed here, working in the docking bays, making repairs, and helping incoming pilots land.
A few minutes of daydreaming and enjoying the absence of high-temperature from the flying machines came to an end as another firefly appeared on the horizon.
He stood, heading to a control station where he could try to signal the pilot.
An automated voice informed him of the approaching firefly, but it was unnecessary at this point. Adrian pushed a few buttons, causing lights outside to flash, indicating that this bay available spots.
Blast shields rose from the floor in front of the control station, just in case of an accident.
Fortunately, the pilot knew what they were doing, and slowed down as they entered, coming to a stable hover in the docking bay, and floating to an unclaimed spot, turning around to face the exit, and landing down, parking and dissipating the energy sphere.
A hatch on the side slid open, and the pilot stepped out, shutting the door and leaping down without using the steps suspended over the left jet. Adrian was surprised to see that this visitor to the city was a Xeeok; one of the animal people, for lack of a better term, that were present on most other worlds. On Azurius, however, they were uncommon; it started out as a human settlement, and even after countless generations had passed, it stayed that way for the most part.
Not because Xeeok weren't usually allowed here; no, they were as welcome as anybody. Time had simply shaped this world into what it was, and very few cities had a Xeeok majority, and some had no Xeeok at all; this one was an example of that.
The pilot's tight black-and-pink suit showed off the shape of her body; slender, at least a full head taller than Adrian, but bordering on starving, by the looks of her. Her head, hands, feet, and tail were the only exposed parts of her, covered in sleek, pure-white fur. She was canine, but it was hard to tell exactly what she was supposed to be.
Her rose-colored eyes fixated themselves on Adrian briefly, and she gave him a nod and a smile, trying to be sociable, before heading for one of the entryways into the city.
Adrian shook his head, realizing he had been staring. He had never actually seen a Xeeok before despite just over two decades of being around.
He looked up at the clock behind him; his shift was over in a couple of minutes, and somebody else would be coming to take his place until nightfall.
He then peeked around the blast shields to see if anyone else was coming. Nobody was coming in as of then; just one of the security aircraft, circling around the city.
It wasn't long before another worker walked in, covered in full-body heatproof armor; he was one of those paranoid types that, while he worked on fireflies, still anticipated an incident where one would explode in close proximity to him.
Adrian nodded to him, and then stepped away from the controls, heading back into the city and for the housing district to get some time to relax until his next shift.
Adrian strode through the tunnels back to the docking bay, wearing a black shirt and jeans. The hatch separating the docking bay from the rest of the city opened as Adrian came near, and he arrived not long after the sun had set, to find the armored man still waiting there.
The tan plating seemed a bit blackened; it appeared that something may have happened that would prove his fears rational. That, or he had just been clumsy. Standing in the same spot in which a firefly's energy sphere would be generated was not the best of ideas.
The armored man waved casually, and left without a word, leaving Adrian to his shift until the midnight curfew.
Adrian looked outside; quite a few fireflies were coming back for the night. Even while there were plenty of other docking bays, it seemed that quite a few were coming to Adrian's.
As usual for the night shift, he'd have his work cut out for him.
A few hours passed, consisting of parking numerous fireflies, making repairs to a few, and even sending off a couple of them.
As things slowed down, Adrian crouched by the water spigot by the bench against the wall, drinking straight from it; he had completely neglected to drink anything for the whole time he had been here.
"How are you tonight?" someone said suddenly.
Adrian sputtered a little, turning off the water over a fit of coughing. He looked to his right to see the Xeeok from earlier standing there, still in the same suit as before.
"Oh, hey," Adrian said, standing and wiping water from his chin. "Going out again?"
"Actually," the Xeeok said, "my application was accepted and they asked if I could come to work immediately, until the end of this shift, so here I am, even though there's hardly any shift left."
"I see. Will you usually be working this shift?"
"Shifts 2 and 4, same as you. They said this area was understaffed, and if it's just you alone, I guess they weren't kidding."
"Yeah... I guess it'll be nice to have some help here."
The Xeeok sat down on the bench, and motioned for Adrian to sit as well. He was hesitant, still a bit nervous at the sudden new acquaintance, but sat in the end.
"So, what's your name?" the rose-eyed dog asked.
"Adrian," Adrian replied. "Yours?"
"It's a nice name."
"Thanks, yours too."
Silence settled in for a while, but Adrian picked up the conversation again eventually.
"So, what brings you here?"
"To find work."
"I know, but why here?"
"There wasn't really a position I could fill back home. I used to be a diver for salvage purposes, but..." she traced a line down the side of her ribcage. "I didn't take very good care of myself. I'm a bit starved now, and until I fix that I'm too fragile. So I came here, where staff was needed, and this is the job for me right now, since I know how to work with fireflies."
"I see." Silence filled in again, but Adrian didn't let the conversation die yet. "...If you don't mind me asking, how did you get like that?"
"Fragile, you were saying."
"Ah, right. Xeeok work differently than humans; we have higher metabolisms and so we starve a lot faster. Most of us only go a week maximum if we don't get something substantial, and a couple of days will be detrimental to us."
"I see. You hadn't been eating anything at all?"
"No, I had but... I can't really make a staple food out of blood."
"Donated. I practically gorged myself on it, but it couldn't do what solid foods do for me."
"And why were you drinking blood?"
She shrugged. "I'm predatory. It's not uncommon with Xeeok, you know."
"You seem rather open about it."
"I definitely am. Some people are predators; there's no reason to hide it."
"You could scare people off though..."
"True." She scooted a little closer to Adrian and leaning in. "Am I scaring you off?"
"No, I'm just..."
"You're worried I'm going to try something. Don't. It's all under control."
"So what was with all the blood drinking?"
"Cravings; overtook natural hunger. I think I've gotten my fill of that, though."
"Right then... Hang on, firefly coming in." Adrian stood, walked to the right to the control station, flashed the lights outside, and then waited for the firefly to arrive, which only took a few seconds.
After it slowed, he walked out from behind the blast shield, and beckoned for the firefly to follow, and it did so as he lead it to an open spot.
Seeing that it was landing without a problem, Adrian walked away, returning to the bench, hesitating to sit, but he forced himself to, not wanting to offend Claire.
He did dare to ask a question, however. "So, how did you start?"
Claire seemed to take it just fine. "Another predator attacked me in the commercial sector, and I bit her in self defense. I think tasting blood set something off in me immediately. Thankfully, somebody else nearby had a lot of blood packets on hand and so he managed to quell any other urges I might have had before I actually hurt somebody."
"I see." Adrian paused before asking another question, but the words seemed reluctant to come. "So... have you ever..."
"You know... Swallowed anybody?"
Claire laughed a bit. "Of course you'd ask that. No, I haven't. The idea definitely holds my interest though..." She moved closer again, grinning at how hard Adrian tried to hide his nervousness.
He was failing, and it amused her to no end. She glanced back; whoever had exited the firefly had already hurried along.
"I've even got the means to do so; the type of magic needed to minimize prey," she continued, still smiling and showing off her mouthful of teeth. "I've swallowed live mice and fish before when I could get my hands on them. I can only imagine how great it would feel to have a human squirming inside me..."
Adrian didn't dare take his eyes off of Claire, and neither of them blinked, staring at each other in silence; one grinning, and the other breaking into a cold sweat.
Eventually, the Xeeok blinked, and backed off, looking out into the night and chuckling quietly. "But I'm not going to force anybody into it. I'm not that sort of person."
Adrian sighed; it was long and loud, but not intentionally; it came out that way before he could stop himself. Claire smiled to herself at hearing it; she had actually gotten this human to truly be afraid of her, if only for a while.
She glanced up at the clock; midnight was less than a couple of minutes away and the shift would end.
"You haven't said a lot," Claire remarked.
"Well, it's a bit difficult to respond adequately to someone who was just hinting she might eat me," Adrian said.
Claire laughed at that. "I suppose it is. But you were the one who asked. I can promise you're safe with me, though."
"And you have no idea how appreciative I am of that."
She smiled, and then stood heading to the control station, and letting her hand hover over it as she searched for the button that would close the bay doors. It didn't take her long to find it; she knew how to work this. Giving it a push, the heavy doors slid together, forming a near-impenetrable barrier.
Claire looked back to Adrian for a moment, and then walked towards her firefly.
"Well, good night," she said, waving back to him. "I'll see you in the morning."
"Where are you going?" Adrian asked, standing.
"Bed," was the reply. "I haven't found anywhere to really stay yet, so I'm using my firefly for that until then."
Adrian stayed silent for a few moments, but decided to say something while he could. "You could stay at my place, if you like."
And only then had he realized the gravity of what he said. Inviting a predator into his home, but he couldn't really just take it back now.
Claire turned. "You mean it?"
Adrian tapped his fingertips together nervously, but didn't make any verbal response.
"I can tell you're having second thoughts," Claire said. "It's fine; I do understand."
"No, I mean it," Adrian said, pushing forward in his mind. "I'd be happy to let you stay the night."
Adrian took a deep breath. Claire seemed trustworthy, even for a Xeeok, and Adrian had made his mind. "I'm sure."
Claire ran forward suddenly, wrapping Adrian in a tight hug and causing him to go into sort of a dual-windmill motion with his arms as the force almost knocked him down.
"Thanks Adrian; you're the best!" Claire squeezed the human more tightly; despite her claim that she had grown frail, she was rather strong.
"M-hm..." Adrian emanated, trying to hold onto what little breath he still had in him.
He wasn't sure wether or not he would come to regret his decision by now, but he guessed he would find out before too long.
The lock beeped a few times as a keycard was swiped through its sensor, and the door slid out of the way, allowing Adrian and Claire into the dim apartment.
The living room took up most of the area, containing a round table, a doorway into a closet, a desktop computer sitting on a desk with a reclining chair nearby, a couch, and a somewhat small television set sitting on a table adjacent to the computer desk.
Immediately to the right upon entering was the kitchen area, and a door close by it in the living room connected to a bedroom and a bathroom.
Adrian immediately headed for the couch, and slumped down on it; he had been awake for far too long today; he usually napped in the middle of the day but he had missed that.
"Thanks so much for letting me spend the night here," Claire said, looking around. "I really appreciate it."
"No problem," Adrian replied tiredly. "Feel free to get whatever you like out of the fridge if you're hungry."
"I'll be fine," she said. "I did eat a lot today, and I don't want to overdo it with the food you have."
"Suit yourself." Adrian shrugged, and moved into a lying-down position on the couch.
Claire walked over by him and crouched. "Are you really going to just sleep there?"
"Yeah. You can have the bed."
"Are you sure? Those cushions don't seem like the best thing for sleeping on."
"They're not, but I'll live. Besides, I want you to be comfortable while you're here."
Claire nodded. "Thank you, again." She paused, and then smiled, her black canine lips parting to reveal her strong white teeth.
"...What are you thinking now?" Adrian asked, a bit unsettled.
Claire raised her hand, which gave off a few red arcs of an electrical-looking energy. Adrian knew what it was; a minimization pulse. The Xeeok made no move to touch him, though.
"I'm thinking I want you to be comfortable while I'm here, too," Claire said, still grinning.
"...I'm fine where I am, thank you."
"I could put you somewhere much softer and warmer than where you are right now, you know. Wouldn't you like that?"
"Maybe, but being digested has never really struck my fancy; I'm sure you understand."
"I do. But you won't be digested if I disable that function of myself."
"You can do that?"
"Yes. Some people have to use a combination of magic types for it, but I can do it with just a little concentration."
"...Wouldn't it come undone while you're asleep?"
"No risk of that at all. It's not so much suppressing my digestion for an extended period of time as it is like flicking a switch to turn it off."
"I see, I think..."
"So, are you leaning towards a 'yes' yet?"
"But you already know nothing bad will come of it."
"It just seems strange, the idea of being eaten by somebody."
"But you're curious now, aren't you?"
Adrian sat up. "I guess..."
Claire sat next to him, staying close. "And so?..."
"And so..." Adrian said, looking down. "I guess it's a yes."
He jumped a bit as he felt Claire hug him again, in another almost-suffocating embrace.
"You're really huggy, you know?..." Adrian remarked, trying to expend as little breath as possible and still be heard.
"I'm a Xeeok; it's in my nature to be excessively huggy."
Claire let go after a while, giving Adrian the ability to breathe in.
"So," she said, her hand sparking again, "shall we?"
"I guess so," Adrian said, trying to manage at least a slight smile. "Let's get this done before I change my mind."
Rather than waste breath responding with words, Claire poked Adrian with her palm upturned, beginning immediately.
Everything went dark and ice-cold for Adrian for a brief moment, and when sight and warmth returned, he found himself still clothed, sitting in the padded palm of Claire's hand. He looked back, seeing black sludge solidify on the couch next to where he once sat.
"It won't stain," Claire explained. "When you come into contact with that, it'll all just liquefy and go back into you."
Adrian nodded; the couch really wasn't what he was thinking about right now.
Claire lifted him up, a grin adorning her face once again. "Whenever you're ready."
Her jaws parted, giving full view of the back of her throat, which waited eagerly to suck Adrian down.
Adrian looked past Claire's teeth, but was hesitant to crawl in, though the Xeeok's warm breath was nice. But this scenario still required him to actually go in, and now that he was actually faced with that, any shred of enthusiasm that existed within him was dead now, replaced by uncertainty.
"This is a bit more intimidating than I thought it woul--"
Adrian didn't get to finish; Claire simply tossed him into her maw, closing down over him, and letting her tongue go to work, rolling him around and getting her prey slick with saliva.
After she had her fun in that department, she tipped her head back, swallowing Adrian headfirst and sending him into a slow, guided dive into her stomach.
The walls massaged Adrian gently as he went down, and it realy was a nice feeling, but he still had that nervous tingle inside of him as he went deeper inside of Claire.
Claire let her pointed ears relax and her tongue hang out of her mouth a bit as Adrian slipped into the soft fleshy chamber inside her; no acid was present, but her stomach churned at the introduction of prey.
Adrian worked to get settled in the chamber, but there wasn't a lot of room to move, and the stomach lining was squishy and made it difficult to do much more than sort of struggle in a direction.
That was great for Claire, though, who was doubled-over outside with both hands on her belly, trying to contain herself; the squirming felt nothing short of incredible. The human provided a sensation that mice and fish were unable to, and she loved it.
All that kicking around and squirming going on in her stomach, stimulating the sensitive touch receptors in the lining; it really did feel amazing. It made her want to squirm a little herself, in a good way.
She stood slowly, heading into the other room and collapsing on the bed, rolling onto her back. The movement threw Adrian around, requiring him to get situated again.
"Everything alright out there?" he asked, trying to get comfortable.
"Everything's great..." Claire trailed, her voice indicative that she was in a state of something similar to ecstasy.
"Well, glad to hear," Adrian said, flipping himself onto his back as well and nestling himself in the soft, moist walls.
"How is it in there?" Claire asked, rubbing it gently.
"It's... different than I thought it would be," Adrian replied.
"But in a good way, right?"
Adrian paused for a while, taking in the surroundings. Pitch-black, but it was warm and definitely softer than the couch was; Claire's heartbeat resonating all around as she held him as close as was possible to do so. And maybe it was strange to think about being inside somebody else, but at the same time, it was a nice thought, too.
"I guess you could say that," he responded at length. He reached out and stroked the wall; it was slick and pleasant to the touch.
Claire unzipped her suit just enough to reach in and place her hand directly on her soft belly as she situated herself under the covers, gently and gradually, so as not to jostle Adrian too much.
"You know," Claire remarked, sounding like she was starting to drift off to sleep, "you were easier to convince than I thought you'd be about this."
"I was easier to convince about this than I thought I'd be, too," Adrian said. "To be honest, I guess I really was the slightest bit curious."
"It's funny though, you completely submitted yourself to someone you only just met today. You're completely at my mercy while you're in my belly, but you're fine with that, aren't you?"
"You seemed... nicer than how people here talk about predators."
Claire smiled at that. "Well, it's not just how people here talk about predators; we don't have the best reputation anywhere. But I'm glad you think I'm nice. What made me come off that way?"
"Well, you seemed to warm up to me really quickly, and I guess I warmed up to you, too. I'm usually not very social, but you sort of..."
"Forced it upon you?"
Adrian laughed a little. "Well, yeah, but I'm glad you did, now."
Claire let out a quiet laugh as well, followed by a yawn. "I'm glad I did, too."
"Yeah... do you mind if I just go to sleep? I think I'm pretty much there..."
"By all means; you need your rest. I'll join you in a few minutes probably."
"Alright then; sleep well, Adrian."
If Adrian responded, Claire didn't hear over the sound of her own happy sigh. She started to doze of, still with a smile on her face.
Today really had been a great one for her, and she looked forward to many more like this with Adrian.
As for Adrian, he had always wanted a little adventure of his own, something, and maybe someone, to help him escape the monotony of his life, and he couldn't have asked for a better escape than Claire.
Just their first day together, and they became rather close in more than one sense.
Perhaps it wouldn't be too long before it became something greater.