be discreet

[msmage]

It's not much later, in Isabella's room, that she asks:

"So... is Alex really a dom?"

Comments

[mrmage]

"Not exactly, but I'm not sure it's desirable, either. I don't particularly want to like food."

[eclipsi]

"Why not?"

[mrmage]

"Well, why should I?"

[eclipsi]

"Because it's a source of pleasure? You give off sort of a hedonist vibe, I'm actually really surprised you don't want to like food."

[mrmage]

"I mean, yes to hedonism, but-" Pause. "You know what, you're right." He closes his eyes and thinks.

[eclipsi]

Giggle.

[mrmage]

He opens his eyes again, takes a chocolate, and eyes it warily.

[eclipsi]

Isabella plucks it out of his hand and pops it into his mouth for him.

[mrmage]

Well then. Om nom...

....

...nom...

...........nom

[eclipsi]

"Pet, if you're going to nibble on my fingers like that we should be conducting this experiment somewhere Alex is not."

[mrmage]

He blinks. He swallows. "Um."

[eclipsi]

"But anyway. Chocolate's better now?"

[mrmage]

He nods vigorously, licks his lips and looks like he wants.

It's a look Isabella might be familiar with, if not wholly directed at her, this time.

[eclipsi]

Isabella feeds him another chocolate.

[catalexis]

...Alex scoops up his candy and leaves the room.

[mrmage]

That's good, because the noise Sadde just made is not G-rated.

[eclipsi]

"When we get back to school," Isabella murmurs, "and I do not have to kiss you goodnight in this awkward bunkbeds and sofa situation we have here, I am getting you many interesting snacks and feeding them to you in lieu of dinner some time."

[mrmage]

He shivers. "That sounds like a very good idea, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am."

[eclipsi]

"You're welcome, lovely." She kisses him and gives him a third chocolate.

[mrmage]

More noises of unutterable pleasure. "I cannot believe," he says between bites, "I have spent this many years without fully tasting a chocolate."

[eclipsi]

"I can't believe a minute ago you didn't want to properly try it!"

[mrmage]

He swallows. "I know! Oh heavens, what will other food even taste like, I need to try everything again."

[eclipsi]

"Hmm," says Isabella, and then she opines without further verbal commentary that the next thing he needs to try is kisses.

[mrmage]

Can the noises he's making be interpreted as complaints? He thinks not. They're definitely not complaints. Chocolate kisses!

[eclipsi]

Mmmmmmm, chocolate kisses. "So should I just progressively feed you your entire egg haul right now or do you want to save room for brunch?" she asks when she's sat back up.