Jag continues to try and stop himself from being sucked up into the mouth, his paws grasping at whatever he could get at as he didn't want himself to become food. Feeling his crotch and waist move to the back of the throat and stay there for a bit he suddenly squirmed a bit and mrowled loudly and happily, feeling the tongue tickling and licking over his body, making him purr loudly and settle down some, his movements become nothing more then happy squirms.