For... Me

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Dragons, one of the most well-known mythical beings, well at least we think they’re mythical. However there is a world where Dragons do exist as well as many other ‘beings’.
A winged wolf named Vergil is flying home as a winter storm was starting to form. He wanted to get home fast before the storm got any worse. Unfortunately the storm grew in intensity very quickly. Vergil starts to panic; he really couldn’t see where he was going. He had to make a choice keep flying or try to find someplace to ride out the storm for the night. Vergil chose to keep flying a choice he’d soon regret. While he was flying a strong gust of wind started up causing him to lose his balance and fly right into a tree. He fell to the ground with a thud. Dazed and confused he tried to stand up, but the hit he suffered made him very sore. Again he tried to get up but once again his legs gave out, but he knew if he stayed out here he’d freeze to death. There was no doubt about it. Vergil had to get home.
With all his strength Vergil stood up and started to walk home in the storm and freezing cold. He walked about ten feet before falling to the ground again. “Maybe if I just find a cave or something.” He said to himself.
Then a sound caught his attention, he turned to see another, bigger dragon coming his way.
“Are you alright?” The Dragon asked.
“Yeah, I think so. I had a little accident and I’m a little sore and very cold.” Vergil said.
“Let me help you.”
“Thanks, I’m very cold.” Vergil said.
“Well I could warm you up if you want.”
“What do you mean?” Vergil asked.
“I could eat you and you could spend the night in my stomach.”
“I…um. I don’t know about that.” Vergil hesitated.
“Don’t worry there’s nothing to be afraid of. I won’t digest you.”
A cold gust of air swept past Vergil. “Alright I’ll do it.”
“Great, now hold still.”
The Dragon opened his maw. Vergil looked up and saw the tongue roll out. Saliva dripped from the top of the dragon’s mouth to the bottom. Long thick strands of saliva could be seen throughout the Dragon’s mouth. The dragon’s hot sticky breath washed over Vergil causing the cold to vanish from his body. Vergil sighed at the warmth. The Dragon moved his head over Vergil’s and began to lick his face. Vergil giggled as the warm soft tongue rolled over his body. “Can this really be happening?” Vergil said to himself.
The Dragon moved his head down further, brining Vergil’s head in to his warm maw. The dragon’s saliva coated Vergil’s head, so it’d be easier for him to slide down the dragon’s throat and into his stomach. Lifting his head up, the Dragon closed his maw slightly, lifting Vergil in the process. Then the dragon opened his maw wide causing Vergil to slip in further. Vergil moaned as he felt his body slide across the dragon’s tongue. Coating his body in more saliva.
With a gulp, Vergil’s head slip into the dragon’s throat which quickly grabbed ahold of Vergil and pulled him deeper. The Dragon stuck his tongue out and pulled in Vergil’s feet before closing his maw. A lump could be seen starting to go down the dragon’s throat. Vergil overcome by the soothing relaxation of being pulled down the dragon’s throat, let the process happen.
The dragon gulped again sending Vergil deeper down the throat. His feet slid across the tongue and headed to the back of the dragon’s mouth. The Dragon took his paw and rubbed it against his throat as Vergil slid down it.
After a few minutes Vergil’s head was pushed through a small hole and into the Dragon’s stomach. The heat and smell hit him immediately. Vergil really didn’t mind he was just happy to be warm. The rest of his body followed suit. Vergil sighed, “At least the dragon was honest.” He said to himself.
“Warm enough in there for you?” The Dragon asked?
“Oh yes, yes it is.” Vergil said happily.
“Good now stay in there as long as your heart desires and let me know when you want to come out.”
“I will, thanks.” Vergil said.
“Don’t mention it.”
With that the dragon took off and headed for home and Vergil laid back and fell asleep to the sounds of the dragon’s heartbeat. Vergil was no longer cold, he could actually get used to staying here for the winter.

The end