"Well, Neo, how would you say our latest quarter has been? I think we're doing well. That Schnee job turned out to be rather lucrative." Roman smiled. His short red that wasn't covered by his beloved white bowler hat hair fluttering in the wind. His immaculate white coat reaching his knees, done up tight, dressed in pure back aside from his hat, coat and a grey ascot around his neck. He was the picture of the master criminal. A set of sneering green eyes with fluttering long feminine lashes starred at me. I couldn't help but smile seeing him so proud of how things had been going. I took one of my hands away from my ice cream to give him a thumbs up.
Roman turned back to the street with a smile. "What do you think? Should we relax for the next while? There aren't many jobs for the next few months, so maybe we should just relax." I nodded in agreement. He was right, we'd robbed enough companies, trains and other things to set ourselves up for a while, but even if we wanted too they were starting to get smart and hire more guards, even huntsmen. It was best to lay low for a while.
"Yeah, you're right. That last job was a nightmare. How many idiots did we lose anyway?" he asked calmly scooping ice cream into his mouth. I shrugged. I think it was around twenty, but I hadn't really bothered to keep track, they were just hired thugs, who cared if a few got their heads chopped off. I might have remembered more if I weren't distracted by Roman. Watching the way his mouth opened wide for his snack was enthralling. I knew it could open far wider, knew he could eat an entire store out of food and still have room. I always lost my train of thought seeing him eating.
"Neo? are you alright? You zoned out." he chuckled. I shuddered back to reality happy that he was concerned. I motioned that I was just thinking, glad as always roman understood sign language. Roman opened to his mouth to speak as we turned a corner only for him to be thrown to the ground with a grunt, some idiot teenager slamming to the ground with him.
"And who the hell do you think you are?!" Roman snapped, springing to his feet dragging the boy up by his collar. His gorgeous white coat was ruined by dirt and the splattered mint chocolate ice cream he had been eating. Just looking at the kid, it was easy to tell he was some new crook, probably just tried his first attempt at pickpocketing or a robbery. the sweat was pouring from the kid, his eyes darting franticly, a dirty tank top with cuts and knicks too neat to have been done in a fight or from normal wear and tear. What kind of idiot would ruin a shirt just to look intimidating? That alone would be enough reason for Roman to kill the kid, or at least it would if it were a good shirt or a suit rather than a grubby tank top. Roman's eye twitched in rage, I just leaned back knowing he was dead. I shot a look around the area, how auspicious that the streets were empty. The only camera nearby was far enough that a clear image would be difficult to get and was mainly faced away from us. I gave roman a smile to let him know.
"You think I'm scared of you fop? I'm a wanted man." the punk tried to sound tough.
"So kid, you want to be a criminal. Rule one. Don't piss off the biggest fish in the pound. The name's Roman Torchwick," the young idiot paled in fear hearing Roman's name. "I'd tell you to remember it, but I don't give second chances to snot brats like you. In fact, they piss me off." roman smiled like the fiend he was, his gleaming white teeth. The kid tried to talk his way out of what was about to happen, but he never got the chance. I knew what was going to happen. Roman had a special way of dealing with failures or threats, devouring them alive and digesting them. I assumed it was semblance related since it was so unique and weird, but he didn't think so, said he'd seen a few other people do it. His mouth snapped open, slamming into the wannabe thug, his shoulders vanishing in an instant, his chest following suit in seconds. The kid screamed in terror as his life was ended by Roman. I watched Roman speed across the young punk, in moments, all that remained of the kid were his legs flailing wildly before vanishing down his gullet. Roman rubbed his bloated gut with a scowl.
"Talk about greasy. I'll need something to wash that brat down with." Roman murmured. I ran a hand across his stomach, enthralled by the sight. I loved seeing him full like this, the way his victims squirmed, their weak cries.
"Looks like you lost your ice cream too," he replied casually. I hadn't even noticed that I'd dropped it at some point, had it been when the kid ran into us or had I dropped it so I could watch the display?
"Wanna go get some replacements?" Roman smiled while weakly trying to dust off his coat. I nodded.
(You shouldn't wear white. It stains too easily) I signed with a silent chuckle.
"Yeah yeah. But look at this coat and tell me it doesn't look amazing.
(Never)
"See? Besides, you wear a white jacket too." he chuckled. I glanced at my own coat, it cracked for a second before shattering like glass, revealing the same coat but now in a pink that matched most of my pink and black hair with a smile.
"Okay, smartass."
We returned to our base thankfully without being interrupted again, the dumb kid long since dead, Roman's large belly was still there but not even close to human-sized anymore, sadly. I loved seeing him with such a big gut. Why did he have to digest his food so fast?
"What's wrong? You look so sad." Roman rubbed my head with a snicker. I threw myself forward, knocking Roman onto a sofa, my head resting on his engorged belly.
"You always do this. You really love it when I eat someone. You always get so clingy like this." Roman sighed, his hand running through my hair gently. He was right, I loved it, I dreamed of it even. I could hear the soft gurgling, feel the mushy remains of the punk. I loved the feeling.
I slowly pulled my head up to look at him hesitantly, I wanted to ask what I'd thought about for years but had never had the courage to. I reached my trembling hand up to speak.
(I want you to eat me too.)
Roman froze, his eyes widening in confusion, he tried to speak but stammered over his words. I could feel his body shaking.
(Please) I've dreamed of being eaten by Roman for years but never had the courage to ask. I knew that it would be a one-way trip, I would be digested in no time. But looking at him now, I knew if I didn't ask now, I'd never muster the courage again. I looked Roman in the eyes, I could see his flicker for a moment before he let out a sigh.
"Alright, Neo, if you're sure about it." I sprung from the sofa with a silent cheer, only for Roman to pull me into his lap. I gasped weakly as I thumped down. I couldn't help but turn a shade of red having Roman change so suddenly.
"I don't know what I'm going to do without you Neo." Roman's tone wasn't his same blusterous tone but rather an almost shaking wistfulness. His arms wrapping around me, shaking all the while. I raised a hand up to his head, gently running it through his silky hair. He didn't get it, I'd still be here with him, just in a different form than I was now. I could hear him inhale nervously, feel his warm breath on the back of my neck making my hair stand on end.
"If you change your mind and want out, just give me two smacks. Okay?" he rasped. I nodded. His mouth opened above my head, I could see the tunnel of flesh that was going to be my resting place. Saliva dripped across my face, his hot breath washing over me along with the smell of the punk he'd eaten. His mouth slowly cresting over my scalp, my pink and black hair instantly matting as he began to devour me. His teeth scraped against my head. Saliva trickled down more of my body. His wet maw covered my vision, my mismatched eyes looking in awe as the silky flesh. It was everything I'd dreamed of over the years. I would have screamed with glee if I could have. His hot jaws engulfing my shoulders, pinning my arms to my trembling body. I could almost feel my body melting before I even reached that stomach I had been dreaming of for so long. More of me passed into his waiting mouth, my white coat clinging to my tiny body. I was in ecstasy as the man I adored devoured me. My head passed through his chest, I could hear his heart beating so fast and loud it almost deafened me, but I loved the sound and the way it thundered through my body.
(so cute. Am I flustering you dum dum?) I silently giggled as I slipped deeper into his body. My slender arms posing no trouble for Roman, my flat chest was a footnote as he shot past my torso. I was food, just as I always wanted to be. He pulled me off his lap, my legs flailing for a moment out of instinct before going limp. One of his hands ran across my leg as he passed over my flat stomach.
(Roman, I know you can't hear me, but I'm grateful for you for eating me. And for letting me join you, for looking after me for so long, for letting me look after you, you giant dork. For giving me a home, a family, a purpose. Thank you, Roman.) I mouthed, I wished more than ever that I could speak, all I could do was run a loving hand against his body as my head finally entered his stomach. The organ opened before my eyes, the moment it did, I was struck by the searing heat of his powerful stomach. I could already feel my body starting to melt just touching the slimy walls of his stomach. My body began to speed down his gullet now that so much of me was inside him. I crashed into the gut, gastric acid already waiting to make me into a wonderful ice cream dessert. I giggled mutely as the stinging acid washed over me.
(Have you been waiting for me long? You've known I was coming for some time, didn't you?) I ran my hand through the juices, watching with glee as it ate through my fingerless gloves in seconds. (Yes, you're so good at melting failures, idiots and those who wanted those or hurt us. I bet you'll have me melted in minutes.) I smiled as my legs forced their way in, the stomach sealing behind me. I was trapped.
"Hey, Neo. How are you feeling in there?" Roman's voice called to me.
I couldn't speak, but I knew how to reply. I simply tapped the nearest wall of flesh once.
"Well, that's good. I'm glad you're enjoying it in there. I could try letting you out. It would be a shame to digest you." Roman's voice trembled for a moment.
I tapped twice. It was a simple system, but it worked well in almost any scenario and had been useful more times than I could count. One knock for a positive, two for a negative answer.
"Really? You want to stay in there? Sheesh, Neo, I didn't know you were a masochist." he tried to hide his emotion with a joke. I couldn't help but snicker at it regardless. He placed a hand on my body tenderly. I gasped weakly as my arm pulled free of my body without a trace of pain. It dissolved under the strength of Roman's hand.
"Oh my god!" Roman screamed in horror, I tried to reach through the tight stomach flesh to grasp his hand in mine. My fingers melted against his, I could hear a gasp as he unwittingly crushed my hand.
"I didn't think you'd digest so fast. You really live up to your name, huh Neo." Roman stammered weakly.
I tapped once with a smile, pressing my face against the ever tightening flesh so he could see my smile, so he could know how much I loved what was happening.
"You're really loving it, aren't you? Well, I'm glad. I don't know what I'm going to do without you, Neo." Roman's gentle voice warmed my heart. His stomach constricted suddenly, I gasped as it slammed against my body, I have no idea how much of me it mashed. The air forcing its way up out of the stomach, the organ shaking like an earthquake as Roman let out a thunderous belch. What little air was left in the stomach wasn't enough for what little body I had left, Roman said something, but I couldn't tell what. My head spun, my ears ringing, my vision blurring. My eyes closed as I tumbled against the wall of his stomach.
(Thank you, Roman. You really are the best friend I could have ever have) I murmured to myself as I drifted off to my final rest.
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Roman turned back to the street with a smile. "What do you think? Should we relax for the next while? There aren't many jobs for the next few months, so maybe we should just relax." I nodded in agreement. He was right, we'd robbed enough companies, trains and other things to set ourselves up for a while, but even if we wanted too they were starting to get smart and hire more guards, even huntsmen. It was best to lay low for a while.
"Yeah, you're right. That last job was a nightmare. How many idiots did we lose anyway?" he asked calmly scooping ice cream into his mouth. I shrugged. I think it was around twenty, but I hadn't really bothered to keep track, they were just hired thugs, who cared if a few got their heads chopped off. I might have remembered more if I weren't distracted by Roman. Watching the way his mouth opened wide for his snack was enthralling. I knew it could open far wider, knew he could eat an entire store out of food and still have room. I always lost my train of thought seeing him eating.
"Neo? are you alright? You zoned out." he chuckled. I shuddered back to reality happy that he was concerned. I motioned that I was just thinking, glad as always roman understood sign language. Roman opened to his mouth to speak as we turned a corner only for him to be thrown to the ground with a grunt, some idiot teenager slamming to the ground with him.
"And who the hell do you think you are?!" Roman snapped, springing to his feet dragging the boy up by his collar. His gorgeous white coat was ruined by dirt and the splattered mint chocolate ice cream he had been eating. Just looking at the kid, it was easy to tell he was some new crook, probably just tried his first attempt at pickpocketing or a robbery. the sweat was pouring from the kid, his eyes darting franticly, a dirty tank top with cuts and knicks too neat to have been done in a fight or from normal wear and tear. What kind of idiot would ruin a shirt just to look intimidating? That alone would be enough reason for Roman to kill the kid, or at least it would if it were a good shirt or a suit rather than a grubby tank top. Roman's eye twitched in rage, I just leaned back knowing he was dead. I shot a look around the area, how auspicious that the streets were empty. The only camera nearby was far enough that a clear image would be difficult to get and was mainly faced away from us. I gave roman a smile to let him know.
"You think I'm scared of you fop? I'm a wanted man." the punk tried to sound tough.
"So kid, you want to be a criminal. Rule one. Don't piss off the biggest fish in the pound. The name's Roman Torchwick," the young idiot paled in fear hearing Roman's name. "I'd tell you to remember it, but I don't give second chances to snot brats like you. In fact, they piss me off." roman smiled like the fiend he was, his gleaming white teeth. The kid tried to talk his way out of what was about to happen, but he never got the chance. I knew what was going to happen. Roman had a special way of dealing with failures or threats, devouring them alive and digesting them. I assumed it was semblance related since it was so unique and weird, but he didn't think so, said he'd seen a few other people do it. His mouth snapped open, slamming into the wannabe thug, his shoulders vanishing in an instant, his chest following suit in seconds. The kid screamed in terror as his life was ended by Roman. I watched Roman speed across the young punk, in moments, all that remained of the kid were his legs flailing wildly before vanishing down his gullet. Roman rubbed his bloated gut with a scowl.
"Talk about greasy. I'll need something to wash that brat down with." Roman murmured. I ran a hand across his stomach, enthralled by the sight. I loved seeing him full like this, the way his victims squirmed, their weak cries.
"Looks like you lost your ice cream too," he replied casually. I hadn't even noticed that I'd dropped it at some point, had it been when the kid ran into us or had I dropped it so I could watch the display?
"Wanna go get some replacements?" Roman smiled while weakly trying to dust off his coat. I nodded.
(You shouldn't wear white. It stains too easily) I signed with a silent chuckle.
"Yeah yeah. But look at this coat and tell me it doesn't look amazing.
(Never)
"See? Besides, you wear a white jacket too." he chuckled. I glanced at my own coat, it cracked for a second before shattering like glass, revealing the same coat but now in a pink that matched most of my pink and black hair with a smile.
"Okay, smartass."
We returned to our base thankfully without being interrupted again, the dumb kid long since dead, Roman's large belly was still there but not even close to human-sized anymore, sadly. I loved seeing him with such a big gut. Why did he have to digest his food so fast?
"What's wrong? You look so sad." Roman rubbed my head with a snicker. I threw myself forward, knocking Roman onto a sofa, my head resting on his engorged belly.
"You always do this. You really love it when I eat someone. You always get so clingy like this." Roman sighed, his hand running through my hair gently. He was right, I loved it, I dreamed of it even. I could hear the soft gurgling, feel the mushy remains of the punk. I loved the feeling.
I slowly pulled my head up to look at him hesitantly, I wanted to ask what I'd thought about for years but had never had the courage to. I reached my trembling hand up to speak.
(I want you to eat me too.)
Roman froze, his eyes widening in confusion, he tried to speak but stammered over his words. I could feel his body shaking.
(Please) I've dreamed of being eaten by Roman for years but never had the courage to ask. I knew that it would be a one-way trip, I would be digested in no time. But looking at him now, I knew if I didn't ask now, I'd never muster the courage again. I looked Roman in the eyes, I could see his flicker for a moment before he let out a sigh.
"Alright, Neo, if you're sure about it." I sprung from the sofa with a silent cheer, only for Roman to pull me into his lap. I gasped weakly as I thumped down. I couldn't help but turn a shade of red having Roman change so suddenly.
"I don't know what I'm going to do without you Neo." Roman's tone wasn't his same blusterous tone but rather an almost shaking wistfulness. His arms wrapping around me, shaking all the while. I raised a hand up to his head, gently running it through his silky hair. He didn't get it, I'd still be here with him, just in a different form than I was now. I could hear him inhale nervously, feel his warm breath on the back of my neck making my hair stand on end.
"If you change your mind and want out, just give me two smacks. Okay?" he rasped. I nodded. His mouth opened above my head, I could see the tunnel of flesh that was going to be my resting place. Saliva dripped across my face, his hot breath washing over me along with the smell of the punk he'd eaten. His mouth slowly cresting over my scalp, my pink and black hair instantly matting as he began to devour me. His teeth scraped against my head. Saliva trickled down more of my body. His wet maw covered my vision, my mismatched eyes looking in awe as the silky flesh. It was everything I'd dreamed of over the years. I would have screamed with glee if I could have. His hot jaws engulfing my shoulders, pinning my arms to my trembling body. I could almost feel my body melting before I even reached that stomach I had been dreaming of for so long. More of me passed into his waiting mouth, my white coat clinging to my tiny body. I was in ecstasy as the man I adored devoured me. My head passed through his chest, I could hear his heart beating so fast and loud it almost deafened me, but I loved the sound and the way it thundered through my body.
(so cute. Am I flustering you dum dum?) I silently giggled as I slipped deeper into his body. My slender arms posing no trouble for Roman, my flat chest was a footnote as he shot past my torso. I was food, just as I always wanted to be. He pulled me off his lap, my legs flailing for a moment out of instinct before going limp. One of his hands ran across my leg as he passed over my flat stomach.
(Roman, I know you can't hear me, but I'm grateful for you for eating me. And for letting me join you, for looking after me for so long, for letting me look after you, you giant dork. For giving me a home, a family, a purpose. Thank you, Roman.) I mouthed, I wished more than ever that I could speak, all I could do was run a loving hand against his body as my head finally entered his stomach. The organ opened before my eyes, the moment it did, I was struck by the searing heat of his powerful stomach. I could already feel my body starting to melt just touching the slimy walls of his stomach. My body began to speed down his gullet now that so much of me was inside him. I crashed into the gut, gastric acid already waiting to make me into a wonderful ice cream dessert. I giggled mutely as the stinging acid washed over me.
(Have you been waiting for me long? You've known I was coming for some time, didn't you?) I ran my hand through the juices, watching with glee as it ate through my fingerless gloves in seconds. (Yes, you're so good at melting failures, idiots and those who wanted those or hurt us. I bet you'll have me melted in minutes.) I smiled as my legs forced their way in, the stomach sealing behind me. I was trapped.
"Hey, Neo. How are you feeling in there?" Roman's voice called to me.
I couldn't speak, but I knew how to reply. I simply tapped the nearest wall of flesh once.
"Well, that's good. I'm glad you're enjoying it in there. I could try letting you out. It would be a shame to digest you." Roman's voice trembled for a moment.
I tapped twice. It was a simple system, but it worked well in almost any scenario and had been useful more times than I could count. One knock for a positive, two for a negative answer.
"Really? You want to stay in there? Sheesh, Neo, I didn't know you were a masochist." he tried to hide his emotion with a joke. I couldn't help but snicker at it regardless. He placed a hand on my body tenderly. I gasped weakly as my arm pulled free of my body without a trace of pain. It dissolved under the strength of Roman's hand.
"Oh my god!" Roman screamed in horror, I tried to reach through the tight stomach flesh to grasp his hand in mine. My fingers melted against his, I could hear a gasp as he unwittingly crushed my hand.
"I didn't think you'd digest so fast. You really live up to your name, huh Neo." Roman stammered weakly.
I tapped once with a smile, pressing my face against the ever tightening flesh so he could see my smile, so he could know how much I loved what was happening.
"You're really loving it, aren't you? Well, I'm glad. I don't know what I'm going to do without you, Neo." Roman's gentle voice warmed my heart. His stomach constricted suddenly, I gasped as it slammed against my body, I have no idea how much of me it mashed. The air forcing its way up out of the stomach, the organ shaking like an earthquake as Roman let out a thunderous belch. What little air was left in the stomach wasn't enough for what little body I had left, Roman said something, but I couldn't tell what. My head spun, my ears ringing, my vision blurring. My eyes closed as I tumbled against the wall of his stomach.
(Thank you, Roman. You really are the best friend I could have ever have) I murmured to myself as I drifted off to my final rest.
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