It was a beautiful day. Blutengel left his cave to take a short flight, chase after birds and enjoy the sun. Then he decided to visit the purple-blue dragon Ásmundur. He tried to remember the last visit, but he couldn’t. Something had happened though, but it was like a gap in his memory . While he climbed up the way that leeds to the big dragon’s cave, he remembered that he got angry about something. Yes, it must have been this, he transformed to his angry big self. But that means, he did something bad to Ásmundur, and he knew what. Blutengel decided not to visit him now, he might not be welcomed by the dragon, because of the things that had happened. But as he wanted to climb back down, a big, scaly snout appeared from between the rocks, in front of the black dragon’s snout.

„Hello!“

It was Ásmundur, and he was grinning, but not in a friendly way. There was something evil in his eyes, and slobber was running down his lower jaw. Blutengel decided to go, he just gave a shy nod to the big scary dragon, then he climbed back down.

„Wait, you little snack, I still have a score to settle with you!“

Blutengel turned his head and saw the dragon coming after him. Now he got really scared, he climbed faster, and as he entered the ground, he started to run. He knew exactly what this was about, and he needed a place to hide now. But he didn‘t get far, cause a big paw grabbed his tail.

„AAARGH!“

The little black dragon tried to pull free, but he got pulled backwards. He tried to get hold of something with his claws, but he couldn’t, he just made grooves into the ground. Blutengel could already feel hot breath on his tail, and a moment later he felt a big soft tongue. He saw his tail vanishing between Ásmundur’s big greedy jaws and knew what was going to happen. The little dragon got hold of a small branch, but this was no help, he got lifted into the air and the branch broke. He felt the warm wet inside of the dragon’s maw closing more and more round his body, and he tried to squirm himself out of this, but then the big dragon started to swallow and Blutengel felt his tail getting sucked in by the strong, tight throat-muscles. The place of destination was stomach, no squirming and begging helped, Ásmundur devoured the little dragon mercilessly. Blutengel felt the warm saliva on his scales and the massage of the throat muscles. Finally the fanged jaws closed and it got dark. The little dragon already felt like becoming a part of this body, while he slid down. He regretted climbing up the way to Ásmundur and asked himself why he didn‘t think of something like this sooner. Massaged, and covered in saliva, he slid into the stomach. It was hot in there, and hard to breathe. Blutengel heard Ásmundur’s burp and some words the big dragon said. The little dragon pulled against the slippery stomach walls and begged again, he hoped, Ásmundur would let him out again, but the stomach acids dripped on the black dragon‘s head and it wasn’t sure if he would escape digestion…


This is the revenge for this happening:
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/7741771/



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