A/N: As always I do not own Artemis fowl, just my plot. Enjoy the fic
Warmth
Warmth. That's all I could think about as I brought the warm piece of meat towards my mouth. I could feel Butler's eyes on me, watching, waiting to see if I would like my first taste. I slowly licked it. The taste was amazing, and I fell in love with it instantaneously. I moved my lips against it once, loving the foreign texture.
I moaned slightly as I slid it into my mouth. The feel of it against my tongue not at all what I expected. I quickly put more in my mouth and tried to swallow as best as I could despite size. I had not once broken eye contact with Butler. That changed when I was overwhelmed by all my senses. I let out another small moan.
I kept going until the inevitable happened, and some of that delectable white sauce dripped from the corner of my mouth. I silently cursed my motor skills. Instead of using my napkin, my tongue laps up the sauce around my mouth in fear of letting it go to waste. Butler looks at me expectantly.
"How was it?" he asks me.
"That…was… the best pasta with alfredo sauce and meatballs I have tasted in my entire life"
Butler smiles back at me from behind the stove. "I'm glad you liked it Artemis, I was planning to make it dinner"
"I'm sure mother would love this" I say to him as I leave the kitchen. I walk swiftly towards my study. So many things to do before dinner.