You stand there, her body resting against you warmly, her head on your shoulder as you hold her to you. This is more than you ever expected, in many ways, to get from this place. You know deep down you really love her, this beautiful, though a little odd, wonderful girl. You still wonder about her, almost bipolar, personality, sometimes distinctly dominant, sometimes just a frightened little girl, but you love her all the same.
"Um," she murmurs. You almost don't realise she's trying to say something at first. "I... *sigh* There is something you should know."
You feel her get a little rigid, pull back from your embrace, and you see her face back in control, strict once more. Uh oh, what's this about?
"I know you expect certain things from me, but one thing I want to get straight now!" she grasps you lightly by the shoulders and her eyes piece yours in a rather discomforting gaze. You make a stab at what she's worried about.
"Failiel? Look, if you'd rather this be purely... platonic relationship I'm fine with that. I mean, I love you and..." she places a finger on your mouth, halting your speech while she raises an eyebrow.
"No, Sex isn't the issue. It's..." for a moment you see a flicker of her scared little girl face, but it disappears quickly. "I know you came here for vore, expecting to eat people, preferably girls, right? An now we are together you expect...."
This time you interrupt.
"Look, if you don't like the idea of me eating other girls I can understand, it's very sexual, I know but...."
"FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!" she almost yells, shaking your shoulders, then calms, still pent up obviously. "This is a vore school, you'll be eating hundreds of other girls, a good few towards MY homework! *sigh*" she closes her eyes for a moment, then takes a deep breath and rushes through the next, the words blending together in her rush.
"IlikeyouandlovedbeingeatenbutpleaseDON'TDIGESTME!"
Suddenly panting, her eyes still closed, you feel her hands shaking as they hold your shoulders. Remembering when she came back from the Nurses you now recognise what seemed to be flippant talk then to be her covering up her feelings. She must really hate it.
Gently you take her arms, lifting her hands from your shoulders and letting them down by her side. You gently place your hands at her waist and draw her near again, looking lovingly at her closed eyes, her face full of fear.
"Oh love." you whisper. "I wish you'd told me this before, I didn't know how you felt about that! Hey, before you said you wouldn't let me digest you, right? It's not a problem."
Her eyes open and stare into yours. The little girl is here again. Frightened, but slowly smiling.
"Y.. you mean you didn't expect to digest me?"
Ah, it wasn't that she thought you'd digest against her will, she was worried that you wanted to digest her each time you ate her!
"Failiel, anything you want is fine. Of course I don't HAVE to digest you! Heck, if you'd told me you never wanted to be eaten again I'd have, reluctantly, agreed!"
At that she smiles.
"Oh no, your not getting away from that! I intend to spend the night down there." and she pokes your belly with a finger.
Grinning back you slip your arms around her more firmly and embrace her once more.
"Failiel, if there is ever anything you're sca... that you don't want to do please tell me. I won't demand anything from you."
"Thank you," she whispers in your ear, "you don't know how much that means to me."
Then abruptly she pulls back with a sultry look on her face.
"Now, do you have a preference to your meal is served?"
"You mean head first or feet first? Well..."