Jeza became putty in Havoc's hands, she gave him one last smile as his maw gaped open over her head. She went to the back of his throat with that same smile on her face and felt the warm, moist muscles of his throat press against her face as he swallowed her, sucking her in up to her shoulders. She found it hard to breathe there, not because it was too tight to draw breath but because the acrid, thin air that she found trapped in his esophagus was difficult to palate at first. With a quick breath she filled her lungs with the second-hand air, trying to gulp it down and acquire the taste for it. In an attempt to induce his swallowing she wiggled, her breasts brushing against the root of his tongue.