Something felt odd about the little one in her mouth. She couldn't place it for a moment, until it suddenly occurred to her that he wasn't fighting her, or doing much of anything anymore. In a way this was more of a thrill than anything else. He was her's now, and nothing more. He didn't even have a sense of self, except where it applied to her, and with that knowledge came a rush of power that caused her to howl lightly as she titled her head back, causing his small form to gently slide down the middle of her soft tongue, picking up a small wave of saliva as he washed off the back, falling into her throat that caught him like a fleshy sack, closing around him firmly as she gulped, creating a tiny bulge in her neck as he traveled down into her body.