A special snack

Blue slowly slides herself off the couch and kneels on the floor. Laying her head on your lap, she looks up at you with the most puppy-dog eyes a raptor can pull off. It was a bit amusing to see her rubbing her head against your legs with cute little 'mrr' sounds. "Pwease, " She said softly, "Gib me a tweet."

Oh, you almost fell for it, almost. She overplayed her hand with the baby talk though, and now you knew she wasn't being serious, just trying to manipulate you. Honestly, you didn't mind, it was absolutely adorable. You refused to be swayed so easily, and despite yourself had to force your face into as neutral a mask as you could manage. Raising an eyebrow, you silently glare at Blue, which makes her realize her mistake.

The playful approach didn't work, and if you knew Blue at all, her next approach would be... "Mmmm..." She moaned in a very enticing and arousing way, lightly rubbing her snout on your obvious erection. "Surely there is something this sexy raptor can do that will convince you..." Yep, her next approach was seduction. You're tempted, but you can't help but wonder just how far you can take this, so you decide to test the waters a bit and close your legs; blocking Blues access to her objective.

"Down girl," you command in a soft but stern voice, motioning to the floor beneath you with your eyes. Blue picks up your meaning immediately, and shifts herself so she is kneeling in front of you, though giving a low growl of frustration while doing so. "Close your eyes, and no opening them until I say so. A single peek and you sleep on the floor."

Faced with such an ultimatum, Blue closes her eyes tightly. Admittedly, you highly doubt you had the fortitude to follow through with such a threat, certain that you wouldn't be able to sleep without her beside you. She was being quite obedient now though, and her grumbling had ceased, so you decided to take pity on her. "Now open your mouth, and remember, keep those eyes closed."

Obediently, her mouth opened, revealing teeth that could likely turn you into mincemeat in seconds. You open the container, and pull out one of its contents, setting it lightly on her tongue. He mouth begins to close and you tap her nose once more, "Ah ah ah, I didn't say you could close your mouth now did I?" Her only response was a needy whimper, but she obeyed and kept her mouth open. Such obedience deserves reward though, so you stroke her muzzle as you tell her to close her mouth and enjoy the treat.

Chicken livers, that's what was in the container. It's not like you expected to bring home a raptor today, but when you saw them in the fridge you realized they would be the perfect treat for such a carnivore. You know foodplay was a thing, and you doubt many people considered livers to be erotic, but this was a special case.