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Started December 13, 2018 by Deleted user

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Julie rolled her eyes and took another bite. A 'in-your-face' challenge. "I do what I please." She purred as she fed him once more.

Zackary clicked his sharp teeth at her and accepted another forkful of food.
“You have your cereal, dearest,” He growled through gritted teeth.

(Lol.)

“Mmhm. Now come lay with me so we can be comfy together,” Alison chuckled.

Julie pouted a bit. "But I don't wanna eat cereal all the time…" She fed him another fork. "Share with me or I go on strike…"

M scooted to her, setting the warm blanket on her and hugging her. “Should we lay down?”

Zackary accepted the fork, wrinkling his nose. “Fine. You can have some.”

Julie smirked with a satisfactory purr. She leaned in and kissed Zack before filling a fork for herself.

Zackary leaned forward earnestly, trying to snatch the forkful of food for himself. It… failed.

"I did say come lay with me, did I not?" Alison reminded him, wrapping her arms around his waist and nuzzling his chest gently.

With a teasing laugh, Julie ate the food nice and slow. "See, this is what happens when you're greedy."

M smiled a little and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. “You did, huh?”

Zackary snuffled at her mouth, frowning. “It’s my foooood!”

Alison smiled up at him. "Mmhm. I did. So are we going to lay down or just sit here like this?"

"It's our food, now." She lifted a forkful to him. "Besides, I'll cook more if that's what you want. I'll feed my man allll day, if that's how you want to spend your day off."

M messed around with the temperature of the blanket before looking back down at her.
“Whichever you’d like, dear.”

Alison chuckled a bit and tugged on him so he would lay down. "I would like to lay down, my dear, but it's hard for me to get my tall husband to lay with me, apparently."

Zackary snuffled at the food she offered, taking it like a cautious dog. “Right,” He dinally said. “I’d like that. To be fed by my woman.”

Julie didn't think it was possible for her smile to get any bigger. "Okay." She giggled and continued to feed him until the pan was empty.

Zackary dipped his head down to the pan once she finished it, sniffing for remains. He lapped at it every often then sat up again.
“That's it?”

Juliet gave him a nod. "Yeah, I'll have to make some more. Or, would you like something else?"

Zackary shifted around on the bed, ready to stand up with his homemade cape. “Make some more, I think.”

"You think…." Julie tsked as she stood as well, pan and fork in hand. "If that is what you desire…" She swayed to the door.

Zackary watched her with interest, his eyes flicking around her graceful body. He stood, dragging his cape behind him as he followed her.

Alison chuckled a bit and tugged on him so he would lay down. "I would like to lay down, my dear, but it's hard for me to get my tall husband to lay with me, apparently."

Humming, Julie went downstairs and laid the dishes in the sink. She began to take food and spices, seasonings and veggies out of cabinets, baskets, and the fridge. It appeared she was making the same meal, but something else along with it.

M laid down with her tugs, leaning into her and setting his head on the pillows. “My tallness is a hassle, dear.”

Zackary snuffled around the kitchen, finding little cups of pudding packages of cookies to munch on as she cooked. He meanered over and squinted at the pan.
“Whatcha adding to the food?”

"Hm, not really… I like it. It's nice having someone who can easily reach stuff on he top shelf," Alison teased him, reaching up to press a gentle kiss to his cheek.