[Worm]

William was little more than a shell at this point. Once his body reached home, the glazed look in his eye just stared at the closed front door until it was swung open by what seemed the wind. He walked inside. Elizabeth was waiting in the dining room, dressed in a lace sleepwear. It was black, sheer and quite revealing. But the William who once might have adverted his glance just took a seat at the table, not blinking once.

Elizabeth crossed her legs from across the length of the table. A smile on her lips as William placed his hands on his table cloth. Moments later Rose entered with a covered dish, steaming from underneath its lid. After she placed it atop the white tablecloth, she lifted the lid, revealing an enormous plate of beef wellington. Rose proceeded to lean in, slice off a piece for William and place it on the plate in front of him. The fine china was immediately discolored with red and brown. Elizabeth sat like stone, her hands woven together on the other side of the table.

William blinked. The smell of food seeming to awake some sentience in him. He blinked again, this time looking down. Without thinking twice, he grabbed his form and knife and began ripping into the piece of meat. He was hungrier than he'd even been in his life. And yet, he couldn't finish the piece. It was so filling, and so hearty. He felt his stomach groan and wail as he finally filled it. He leaned back, groaning too and holding his gut.

"All done, William?" Elizabeth cooed from across the table. He opened one eye to make contact with hers, as if he'd forgotten she was there.

"Yes'm." He said, nodding his head and leaning forward again like the gentleman he was. He brushed his shirt off, letting any food remnants fall to the floor.

"What about dessert?" Elizabeth smiled as Lilian entered the room, retrieving William's plate and the large piece of untouched wellington.

"Ma'am?" He pleaded, eyes filled with dread.

"Ah, I think you'll like it." Rose returned with a plate of beautiful, pink gelatin. "Just a bite, William." Elizabeth hummed. Rose leaned down to him, her bosom pressing against his shoulder as she kissed his neck gently. He felt goosebumps rise up and down his body. He let his eyes roll back, pleasure being one thing he'd forgotten. Rose then took his spoon and sliced into the perfect gelatin. As the spoon glided through it like butter, William gulped. The spoonful of rose floated towards his mouth and he only had one option. So he opened up and took the bite.