Bajiir yawns, and murrrrs as he slowly stretches, waking up after a good night's sleep. He sighs, slowly turning over in bed, to smile at the utter love of his life. Agumon, who is still laying on his side, fast asleep. Bajiir giggles, and looks down at his belly, pleased to see that it's round, and sexilly plump as it always is. There is absolutely no sign of the bulges made by his dinner last night, a creature that Bajiir thinks is VERY lucky.
Bajiir has known Agumon for a while now, but only relatively recently have they become full fledged mates. They have enjoyed all kinds of things together, though Agumon is almost always the dominant one in the relationship. Bajiir loves that though, he loves to snuggle, worship, and please his wonderful mate. He knows that although Agumon is dominating and predatory, he's also loving, and knows how to treat his mate.
Bajiir has been eaten by Agumon many times before, and been fully digested alive... An experience he finds to be quite, enjoyable, and arousing, even if it's agonizing and slow. He has always been reformed, though, Bajiir knows that when his time to go comes, he would MUCH desire it to be in the belly of his beloved Agumon. Of course, since everytime he is eaten his reformation is decided by Agumon, that day may come sooner or later then Bajiir might think.
Bajiir beams and leans close, to give his mate a loving slurp, and reaches down to stroke over his sexy, plump, smooth belly.
Agumon murrrrrs, then suddenly belches in Bajiir's face, making him smell the putrid, fresh scent of digested flesh and the many other scents found in a predator's belly. He murrrs, and stretches as he himself slowly wakes up. He opens his eyes, and smiles at Bajiir.