[Poggio]

He lay on the bed watching the other devour pizza, amused that he could do something so naturally erotic and mostly human. His lips curled into a smile as a ravioli corner dangled watching the string of cheese stretch from his hand to his mouth as he chewed. Taking one of his fingers he broke the string of cheese pulling with his fingers until it two was being devoured by his lips. Twisting on the blankets he kissed the other remembering their night of wild sex on the couch, he wondered if he could achieve Pavlov's theory on Ambrosia. This time he ran his tongue over the pale adams apple bobbing as the powerful jaws chewed. “Don't forget to swallow.”