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The small human trapped in his maw doesn't fight back when Argus begins to bite down over his unprotected stomach. He doesn't scream. He doesn't tell him to stop. He doesn't even whimper as razor sharp teeth easily cut through skin.
Warm, heady blood pools inside Argus' mouth as he bites down. He hasn't tasted it in so, so long. Too long. The human- Ethan, Argus knows his name is Ethan- doesn't flinch as a tongue longer than his entire body pokes and prods at his mangled mess of a torso, just lightly pets it. Something screeches in his mind that this is wrong, that he shouldn't be doing this, but he ignores it to instead let Ethan fall forward out of his mouth.
When he presses his closed mouth against the bloodied torso the only response he gets is Ethan softly running his hands along Argus' face. Whispering that Argus is so good, and that he's so, so proud of him. It soothes the doubts in Argus' mind, if Ethan isn't bothered by it, why should he be?
Not in the mood to fake being human, Argus lets several more rows of sharpened teeth slide in behind his first set. He opens his mouth to let his tongue snake forward and out of his mouth, curling around Ethan. The blood lazily oozing out of the wounds on Ethan's chest has begun to slightly cool, but the taste, thankfully, hasn't been affected.
When Argus has Ethan's legs inside his mouth he bites down. Hard. Bones crunch and snap as more blood fills his mouth. Once again Ethan doesn't stop him, just continues whispering sweet nothings as he begins to press soft kisses into Argus' cheeks. Argus purrs around trapped legs.
With a tilt of his head Argus sends Ethan completely into his mouth, feeling his teeth rake across Ethan's back. A satisfied smile carves itself into Argus' face as he feels Ethan start to sag against his teeth. Gravity causing his bottom rows to start to cut into his prey's back.
Faintly, Argus hears Ethan's continuous mumblings, slightly strained from the pain he's undoubtedly feeling, but still continuing on even as Argus starts to snap his maw closed. More bones creak and start to crack as his mouth closes further and further. Argus snaps his mouth shut entirely.
Ethan goes completely limp.
When Argus lets the mangled body slide out onto his palm it's just a mess of blood and bones. There's no sign of his friend in the gore. Argus doesn't feel disgusted looking at it, something tells him he's supposed to.
He pulls Ethan back into his mouth. Sucking on it for a moment before swallowing it down without further thought.
Ethan is dead.
Argus wakes with a strangled scream.