Simon longingly stared at the chocolate milkshake that Izzy was drinking while also making low noises of pleasure. He missed chocolate. Hell, he missed all kinds of food, but chocolate was one of his weak spots. The moment when the chocolate slowly melted on your tongue and touched your taste buds was just amazing!
While the blood chocolate milkshake at Taki's was alright, it still wasn't the same. It was the blood. Simon needed blood but it didn't mix well with chocolate.
He sighed when Isabelle licked her lips, then rested his head on his hand and pouted. His girlfriend gently touched his wrist, "What is it? Are you okay?"
Simon shook his head slightly, "Not really, I miss food. I miss chocolate. I still remember my mum's chocolate cake; we ate it with white chocolate sprinkles and whipped cream and it was just the best. I hate that I'm no longer able to eat proper food!"
He crossed his arms in front of him, leaned back into the booth and frowned darkly. Isabelle gave him a searching look, "So you miss the taste of food, the taste of chocolate?"
Simon nodded as he glared at her milkshake. Izzy took another sip, got up and slid into the booth next to him. He watched her throat as she swallowed and then she grabbed his collar. She pulled him to her and suddenly her lips were on his. His eyes widened for a moment but then he closed them just as Isabelle opened her mouth and her tongue teasingly touched his. A faint flavour of chocolate exploded in Simon's mouth and he groaned in bliss. He pulled Isabelle closer and they spent the next few minutes French kissing like any normal couple that was in love.
When Isabelle finally leaned back to suck in some much needed air, Simon grabbed her hand, pressed a soft kiss on the inside of her wrist and mumbled a soft "thank you". She smiled at him warmly, "Anything for you , Simon."