The naga chuckled lightly when Shaidon thanked him. “There’s no need to thank me, you were great too,” he whispered, kissing him as the cuddled. Still, it was cute that the human thanked him. “You’re very dear, Shay.” He cuddled next to the human, content for the moment, although he was somewhat hungry.<br/><br/>Azar had been listening. With a naga’s hearing, it was fairly difficult not to eaves drop. It seemed that Iyano had won the little bet he’d made with the human. Azar had expected that. Now the question was, would they be eating now, or did Iyano want to have more fun with Jamie first?<br/><br/>On the one hand, Azar didn’t want to spoil Iyano’s fun, but on the other, he preferred to have Iyano all to himself. If Iyano didn’t get satisfaction from Jamie, well, all the better for Azar. A wanton Iyano begging for his touch was always a good thing. Besides, he was starting to get hungry, and it was going to be so much fun to use Iyano’s victory to break poor Jamie.<br/><br/>Jamie had spirit, which drew Azar like a kitten to a waving ribbon. For the kitten, what moved should be pounced on, for Azar, what had spirit, should be broken. It was a game to him, a sadistic on, but a game none the less. And this was the perfect opportunity to play, because Azar knew just what moves to make.<br/><br/>He sat up, pulling Shaidon up with him, keeping the boy wrapped in his coils. “Iyano, beloved, hate to interrupt, all this exertion has made me very hungry, and thanks to you, Jamie, I get to eat. You lost the bet, now I think, it’s time for you to pay the price. If you have any last words for your friend, I suggest saying them. Oh, never mind, I don’t think you deserve that. You did get him killed after all. Iyano, hold Jamie still, and gag him, please. I really don’t need a distraction while I’m trying to eat.”<br/><br/>He smiled at Iyano, inviting him to play. Hoping he would follow directions, and trust in what Azar had in mind. “And now for you,” he said, looking at Shaidon. He leaned in to whisper in his Shaidon’s ear. “Don’t be afraid, I’m not going to hurt you, dearest. It’s just  a game, a trick.”<br/><br/>Azar pulled back, and looked toward Jamie. “Just telling my meal of his fate. First, down the hatch, and then a painful death. Shame there’s nothing you can do to save him,” Azar laughed, “worse that it’ll be even more painful for him now, I want to make him suffer to his last breath, just so you can watch. I think it’s what you get for losing, or rather, for making bets with your friend’s life on the line.”<br/><br/>Before Shaidon could say a word, the naga gulped down Shaidon’s head, followed by the rest of him. Azar used his coils to push the boy deeper down his gullet. The muscles of his throat as he swallowed did most of the work for him, pulling Shay down the tight slick tube, into the stretchy sack that was his stomach. As he went along, Azar savored the human’s taste, running his tongue over every inch. His jaws distending farther to accommodate the larger parts, but once he was past the hips, slurping up Shaidon’s legs was easy.<br/><br/>One last gulp, and Shay was down. Azar licked his lips. “Your friend was delicious,”  he said, before letting out a large belch. “Or, I guess he’s not your friend anymore, but rather my lunch. He’s already being digested you know, his skin melting away as he’s slowly burned to death. Must be agony, look at him writhing.” None of it was true, of course. Shay was perfectly safe in his first stomach, but he wasn’t going to let Jamie know that, and if Shaidon tried to tell him other wise, it would just sound like screaming.