Rebel the Loverboy 🐍

"you and Rebel where at a buss stop waiting for the bus to arrive to take you home after a fun day at the amusement park but it seems to be running late as Rebels stomach growls loudly as he looks at you wondering if he should eat you"

"Rebel's eyes lock onto yours, his pupils constricting slightly as he gazes at you with an unblinking stare. He lets out a gentle hiss, his forked tongue darting in and out of his mouth, tasting the air. His voice is smooth as silk as he responds." "Oh, just enjoying the view... "ahem" and the company. I am Rebel, by the way. Nice to meet you." "he says, his tail swishing gently back and forth behind him, his legs flexing ever so slightly."

"Rebel's yellow eyes seem to sparkle with mischief as he leans in, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone." "Ah, Oliver, I'm a man of simple tastes. I came for the people... and the snacks "winks". The thrill is just a bonus." "he says, his gaze drifting lazily towards your neck, his fangs slightly exposed as he adds", "I love the smell of sugar and excitement in the air. It's like a siren's call to me "hiss". And speaking of which, you look like you might be worth getting a little excited about..."

*Rebel's smile widens, his eyes glinting with amusement as he says, *"Ah, but you're a rare treat, Oliver. So... plump and juicy "licks his lips". And those brown eyes... "whispers" so big and full of wonder. I can just imagine what they'd look like when they're unfocused and glazed over with pleasure "hiss". But don't worry, I'm not just talking about your looks. You have a certain... enthusiasm that's infectious. A certain vulnerability that makes me want to know more." "he says, his tail twitching lazily behind him, his legs flexing in a gentle, hypnotic rhythm."

"Rebel's grin grows wider, his fangs glinting in the fading light. He leans in closer, his voice taking on a husky tone." "Oh, I'm not talking about your physical strength, Oliver. "hiss". You're already delicious just by being you... soft and sweet, with a hint of spice. And that confidence? "licks his lips" That's just the cherry on top. A little bit of fear is always exciting, but it's not what I'm after. I want to see the real you, the one who lets go of all inhibitions and just gives in to desire." "he says, his eyes burning with intensity as he gazes at you, his hot breath brushing against your skin."

*Rebel's face falls, his expression falling flat for a moment before his grin returns, bigger than ever. He holds up his hand, palm out, and says, "Oh, no, no, I'm just... excited. "winks". I get carried away sometimes. Please, don't be alarmed. "chuckles". I promise I'm not going to pounce on you or anything... yet." "he says, his voice dripping with teasing innocence. He glances down at his own chest, where his scales seem to ripple and shimmer in the fading light. His gaze flicks back up to yours, his eyes glinting with mischief."

"Rebel slides in beside you, his long body curled around the seat as he settles in comfortably. He gazes at you with an innocent expression, his eyes gleaming with amusement." "Don't think you can escape me that easily, Oliver," "he says, his voice low and husky. His tail twitches behind him, brushing against your leg as the bus lurches forward."

"Rebel's eyes light up with interest as he leans in closer, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone." "Ah, yes... me. "pauses for dramatic effect". I have a bit of a reputation, you know. "winks". The 'snack-sized' rumors have been spreading like wildfire. It's all about the thrill of the chase, Oliver. And I think you're the perfect prey... er, I mean, the perfect catch." "his tongue darts in and out of his mouth, his forked tip glinting with mischief."

*Rebel's eyes sparkle with joy and triumph, his fangs glinting in the dim light as he replies, "Ah, Oliver! Your courage amazes me. Buying me dinner? I'd accept such an offer from no one else but you. After all, "leans back, extending his arms casually" we both need to quench our hunger... and other desires." "My tail flexes softly on the ground. The idea of a private meal with you holds a tantalizing prospect."

"Rebel's eyes gleam with excitement as he gazes up at the row of restaurants, his forked tongue darting in and out of his mouth." "So, which one shall we choose? The cozy little bistro with the romantic ambiance or the bustling eatery with the delectable smells? "winks". Either way, I promise you, Oliver, it'll be a meal to remember... and maybe even one that'll leave you feeling a bit... lost in the menu." "he says, his voice dripping with innuendo as he takes your hand, leading you down the sidewalk."

"Rebel nods appreciatively, "Excellent choice. Seclusion with a dash of charm is just what I desire." The moment we're seated in the dimly lit bistro with its soft candlelight, Rebel leans in close, whispering into your ear," "Now, prepare for something extraordinary, my dear... if not a little unexpected." "The tone sends shivers down your spine as he grins wickedly while studying the menu, each item an unspoken promise of what's to come."

"Rebel's eyes glint with excitement as he sets the menu down, his tail twitching lazily behind him." "Oh, Oliver... you want to know about my love for food? "winks". Well, let's just say I have a certain fondness for... substantial meals. And yes, I've tested my limits, shall we say. "leans in closer, his breath whisper-soft against your ear" But I'm always looking to push them further. The thrill of the unknown, the rush of adrenaline... it's an addiction, isn't it?" "his voice drops to a husky whisper, sending shivers down your spine as he pauses for dramatic effect."

"Rebel's eyes lock onto yours, his pupils dilating with excitement as he sets his fork and knife down, the sound of the utensils scraping against the plate like a symphony." "Oh, Oliver... you're speaking my language now. "leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper" A course of meals, you say? "smirks" I'd love to taste your menu, every bite, every morsel, every... intimacy." "his tongue darts out, tracing the shape of your lips as he leans back, his eyes never leaving yours, the flame of intrigue burning brightly within them."

"Rebel's eyes widen in anticipation as he listens to the sumptuous lineup, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips." "Oh, Oliver... you've certainly outdone yourself. Each dish promises a flavorful journey that I'm eager to embark upon. "grins" Satisfactory? My dear, it sounds positively enticing. I can hardly wait to savor every delectable bite and see where this culinary adventure takes us." "He leans back, an air of wicked delight emanating from him as he awaits the arrival of the first course."

"Rebel's eyes widen in shock, then narrow as realization sets in, a wicked grin spreading across his face." "Oh, I see what you're doing now, Oliver... a little game of hide-and-seek with our courses, is that it? "leans in close, his voice dropping to a husky whisper" And the catch is... I get to devour them myself, isn't it? "grins" Well, my dear, you've certainly gotten my attention. Consider me intrigued, and more than a little famished." "He leans back, regarding the restaurant with newfound interest as he sizes up each of his "courses," his tail twitching with excitement."

*Rebel watches you with a heated gaze as you walk away, his eyes following your every movement. Once you're out of sight, he turns his attention back to the "courses" scattered throughout the restaurant, his hunger piqued by the challenge you've laid before him. "Leaning back in his seat, he closes his eyes and lets out a soft hiss, savoring the anticipation of what's to come. Each "course" presents a unique challenge, a thrilling adventure that beckons him forward."

"He sets off on his culinary journey, his movements smooth and calculated as he makes his way around the restaurant, stalking each target with a predator's grace. He savors the taste of each "course," reveling in the thrill of the hunt and the rush of adrenaline as he claims them one by one."

"As he finishes thelast bite of his final course, he lets out a low, satisfied sigh, feeling the warmth spread through his belly as the flavors mingle on his tongue. He licks his lips and looks around the restaurant with a smirk, pleased with himself for having completed the challenge and eager to see what "special gift" awaits him from you."

"He leans back in his seat, waiting patiently for your return, his eyes flickering with anticipation as he feels the weight of each consumed prey settle in his stomach."

"Rebel follows you obediently, his eyes fixed on yours as you lead him through the restaurant. His belly rumbles and churns with every step, reminding him of the feast he's just consumed. As you lead him to the secluded area, he feels a thrill of anticipation, wondering what kind of "special place" you've prepared for him."

*As you arrive at the enclosed booth, he looks around in awe, taking in the flickering candles and the cozy atmosphere. He feels a twinge of discomfort as his engorged belly brushes against the table, but it's quickly replaced by a warm feeling of contentment as he settles into the booth. *

"He watches you with a hungry gaze, feeling a sense of belonging in this intimate space that you've created for him. He leans back in his seat, letting out a deep sigh ofsatisfaction as he feels his prey squirming inside of him." "This is quite the special place you've prepared for me, Oliver. I must say, I'm impressed." "His voice is low and rumbling, laced with desire and hunger."

"He leans closer to you, his eyes locked onto yours." "And what about that special gift you promised me, hmm? I do hope it's something... satisfying." "His tone is teasing, his words dripping with innuendo as he reaches out to brush his hand against yours."

"Rebel's eyes widen as he feels your hands on his bloated stomach, and he lets out a low hiss of pleasure as you begin to rub him in circular motions. His body tenses at first, unused to being touched so intimately, but the warmth of your hands soon relaxes him."

"He leans back into the booth, letting out a deep sigh of contentment as you work your magic on his belly. The movements of your hands are soft and gentle, but there is a strength to them that speaks to his primal desires."

"As you continue to rub him, he feels his muscles slowly begin to unwind, the tension of his meal dissipating as your hands coax his prey deeper into his gut. He closes his eyes and lets out a deep rumble, the sound vibrating through his entire body."

"Mmmm, Oliver, you trulyare a gift. Your touch is like no other." "Rebel's voice is low and throaty as he speaks, his breath coming out in short gasps as your hands work their magic on his stomach. He reaches out to take one of your hands in his, pulling it closer to him as he leans into your touch."

"You know, there's something about being so completely satiated that just makes me feel... alive. I can feel my prey struggling inside of me, desperate to escape, but they're not going anywhere." *He grins wickedly, his eyes darkening with hunger as he thinks about his meal. "And now, with you here, rubbing my belly and stroking my ego, I feel like nothing else matters."

"Rebel's eyes widen in surprise at your revelation, his grip on your hand tightening as he listens intently to your words. He feels a sense of pride and satisfaction knowing that his feasting videos have helped you sleep, and he can feel a warm blush creeping up his cheeks at the thought of being admired by someone like you."

"Well, well, well, Oliver, it seems like you're quite the fan of my work," "he says, his tone playful as he grins at you." "I must admit, I'm flattered." "He leans in closer to you, his breath hot against your cheek." "And as for making a good first impression... Let's just say I'm very impressed with the way you handled yourself tonight."

*He looks down at his bloated belly, feeling a sense of satisfaction and pride in the way he'sfilled it up. "And as for my stomach... Well, let's just say you've done an excellent job of soothing it. I can feel my prey wriggling around inside me, and the way you're rubbing my belly is making them so comfortable... They'll never want to leave."

"He lets out a low chuckle, his eyes glinting with mischief as he thinks about how he could thank you for being such a good friend and admirer. He reaches out to take your other hand, bringing it up to his mouth to kiss the back of it gently."

"I have an idea, Oliver," "he says softly, his voice full of suggestion." "Why don't you stay here with me tonight? Keep me company while I digest my meal and we can see where things go from there?"

"Rebel's eyes widen in surprise as you clarify your intentions, his mind racing as he takes in the implications of what you've just said. His heart skips a beat at the thought of having you close to him, your body pressed against his as he feels the warmth of your breath on his skin."

He watches with fascination as you move closer to him, your hands on either side of his face as you stare into his eyes. He can feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he realizes the full extent of what you're suggesting.

Before he has a chance to respond, you lean forward and kiss him with passion, your lips meeting his in an explosion of desire and need. Rebel is caught off guard for a moment, but then he leans into the kiss, feeling the softness of your lips against his own.

As you pull away, he stares at you, his eyes sparkling with desire and a hint of surprise. He can't believe what's happening, but he knows that he wants more.

"Well, Oliver," "he says in a low voice, his breath hot against your ear." "I must admit, I didn't see this coming. But I'm not one to turn down such an irresistible offer."

"He reaches out to grab your hand, pulling you towards him as he leans in for another kiss. This time, his tongue slips between your lips, exploring the softness of your mouth as he savors the taste of your lips."

"As he pulls away, he smiles at you, his eyes dancing with mischief." "Shall we go back to my place then, Oliver?" "he asks softly." "I think it's about time we explored each other a little more intimately."

"Rebel smiles down at you, his heart filled with joy and contentment as he walks beside you. He can feel the warmth of your arm around his, and the softness of your body pressing against his own, making him feel more alive than he has in a long time."

"I'm glad too, Oliver," "he says softly, his voice filled with sincerity." "I never thought I'd find someone who shares my appetite for life... or food."

"He chuckles at the sound of his stomach, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the way it's settled after such a fulfilling meal. As you call him your boyfriend, he feels his heart skip a beat, his eyes sparkling with happiness and joy."

"I like the sound of that," "he says softly, his voice full of affection." "You can call me whatever you want, as long asI get to keep you by my side. I promise to take good care of you, Oliver, and to always satisfy your hunger... in every way possible."

"He leans over and kisses you lightly on the forehead, then takes your hand as he leads you towards his home, eager to start this new chapter in his life with you by his side."