Chapter 78: Food for Thought

"Thought: Why does man kill? He kills for food. And not only food: frequently there must be a beverage." – Woody Allen

"Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside." – Mark Twain

"I will not eat oysters. I want my food dead- not sick, not wounded - dead." – Woody Allen


Sydney got to the kitchen and opened the cupboard doors.

She called to Vaughn, "Ok, we've got spaghetti, Mac & cheese, pizza, other noodle things," she said picking up several boxes, "sandwiches – uh…ham, turkey, bologna, tuna; let's see…cereal, oatmeal, rice, soup, pancakes, beef stew, potatoes," she moved to the refrigerator/freezer, "eggs, salad, there's hamburger – I could make you a burger, steak, fish, hot dogs, cheese fries – I did not buy those," she said when she heard him laugh from the bedroom, "Will's obviously been helping out…let's see…then we've got fruit and veggies, stuff like that…bagels, yogurt," she paused, saying the rest very quickly, "ice cream, pudding, Jell-O, fruit snacks, Popsicles – that's it."

He yelled from the bedroom, "What was all that last stuff? Was Will helping there too?"

She appeared in the doorframe, "Look, I got a little out of hand with my shopping – like I said, I wanted to find stuff you could eat on your own and snacks and stuff…so…I bought you junk…" she smiled.

"Thanks! Does this mean I can chips and beer too?"

"No," she said forcefully, "If you're a good boy, I might budge on the chips – but not the beer."

"Cool…soda?" he asked carefully.

"We'll see…"

"You said that about the boxer issue too – and I think I'm gonna win on that one…does that mean I'll win on the soda too?"

She smiled, "SO, what to you want for lunch?" averting his question.

"I think I've forgotten half of what you said, there was so much…"

"Well…do you feel like something hot or cold?"

"Definitely hot…like say, 98.6…"

She came in the room, "Hmm…what could be 98.6? Let me think…uh…" she put her finger by her chin.

He smiled, "How bout just a sandwich – that'll be fast…"

She smiled, "Why do you want a fast lunch?"

"Hmm," he said mimicking her finger on the chin move, "Let me think…"

She came over further and kissed him, "What kind of sandwich?"

"Turkey."

"With cheese?"

"Yeah."

"Mayo?"

"Yeah."

"Lettuce?"

"No."

"Tomato?"

"SYD! Come on…you're doing this on purpose now…"

She smiled, "I'll be back with your order sir."

"Yeah, make it snappy please."

"Nope, now it's gonna be really slow…"

She heard his groan as she went back to the kitchen.

She smiled as she entered with the tray of food.

When he saw it, he groaned again, "Syd, that's gonna take forever to eat…what'd you do, bring the whole kitchen? What the hell is half this stuff for?" he asked, moving a few items on the tray.

She laughed, "I have a better idea…"

"What's that?"

"You'll see…"

She set the tray on his lap and got onto the bed beside him. They both ate the sandwiches and then he was going to start on some of the other items on the tray.

"Not yet," she said.

He stopped, looking at her strangely.

She moved off the bed and took the tray off of his lap. She put the tray on the floor and moved the other items to the nightstand.

He watched her as she moved the food and then gave him a sideways glance.

"Oh boy…" he said.

She giggled, moving back to the bed, and took the sling off before taking the waistband of his boxers in her hands. She pulled on the elastic and then moved it over his hips and down his legs.

She stood and removed her clothes hastily, excited about what she had in store for him. She came back towards the bed, but moved to the foot of the bed and came at him on all fours.

She instantly noted the way his breathing hitched and then sped up. She touched his ankles, running her hands up and down his calves, before moving slightly higher to his knees. His cock was getting harder by the second and it twitched with every one of her touches. She traced the outline of his knees, making him smile.

"That tickles," he said, his voice low and hoarse.

"I know," she said, grinning and doing it again.

His knees moved outward, trying to get away from her sweet torture, but she moved higher than, past the knees to his lower thighs. She leaned down and kissed the inside of each one, making his cock bounce gently.

She planted her legs on the outside, on either side of his, so she controlled how far he could spread his legs.

She went higher still, kissing trails up his thighs, switching periodically to kiss the other thigh. She kissed around the whole hip area, but deliberately missed his erection.

"Syd…you're driving me insane," he moaned.

"I know…" she said smiling and continuing her assault upwards. She kissed his abdomen, first making one straight line up the middle, and then moved back down to kiss the sides, gently kissing where she knew the bandages would be if he weren't wearing the rib wrap.

She continued past the wrap, kissing her way all along the edge of where the wrap ended, and moving up to swirl her tongue around each of his nipples. She raked her fingernails lightly up his chest while continuing to lavish attention on the nipples, and his hips bucked upward, trying to find her opening.

She smiled, "Not yet."

He nodded but didn't respond vocally.

She moved up to his neck, kissing the spot she knew was sensitive and sucked his earlobe into her mouth. She could feel his erection nudging behind her and smiled.

She finally reached his face and kissed him ardently; their tongues dueling and licking any space they could find.

When they stopped momentarily, both were out of breath.

Sydney smiled at him and lowered herself to sit on his lower abdomen. She could feel his cock twitching behind her as it poked into her back.

She leaned over him, to the nightstand and grabbed one of the bowls she had prepared.

She laid it on his chest, careful that it wouldn't hurt him.

Vaughn looked down to see what she had picked up, "Strawberries?"

"Mmm hmm…" she said, taking one out and biting it.

"Where's the whipped cream?" he asked.

She reached over and grabbed another dish, tilting it so he could see inside. "Right here…" she said.

She dipped the strawberry into the whipped cream and finished it off, "You want one?" she said with a hint of mischief in her eye.

"Uh huh…" he said nodding softly.

She smiled, taking another strawberry and getting way too much whipped cream on it, moving it slowly towards his mouth. He smiled because he knew what she was going to do. She got to his upper chest and actually wiggled the strawberry in mid-air, causing a large glob of the cream to fall on his chest. She paid it no attention, however, and continued with the strawberry up to his mouth. Once it was close, she leaned down and put the end in her mouth, leaned over and kissed him. While it was rather difficult to actually kiss her with the strawberry between them, it was by far one of the most erotic things she'd ever done.

She smiled once they parted; he was still chewing the rest of the strawberry when she said, "Uh oh! Look what I did!"

He met her gaze, "I'm just gonna hafta clean that up, won't I?" she said innocently.

"So messy…" she mumbled as she leaned over again to clean him up. He wasn't really ready for what she did though and almost choked on the strawberry: just as she was sucking and licking the whipped cream off of his chest, she reached down with her hand and gripped his cock firmly.

His hips bucked up involuntarily, as a moan issued forth from him. She held her grip tightly through his bucking and continued until she had gotten all the cream off of his chest.

Then when she had finished, she let go of his cock and sat up again.

"More strawberries?" she said, completely calmly, as if the whole grabbing incident had not just transpired.

He moaned.

"I'll take that as a no…let's see what else we've got," she said sweetly as she put the bowls of strawberries and cream back and then rummaged for something else.

He was slowly coming back to his senses when he heard her say, "Ooo! This will be good too…"

He looked down to see that this time she had a bottle in her hands, "Oh God Sydney…that's gonna be so sticky…"

"Yup!" she said smiling as she turned the bottle over and drizzled a circular pattern of honey on his chest. She moved the bottle up, not stopping the flow of the honey, "Open your mouth," she said.

He obliged and she drizzled some in there too.

Then she set the honey back on the table and set to work cleaning it off his chest.

She ran her tongue for his mouth to his chin and down his neck, reaching his chest and moving to the side, just in enough time to catch a line that had been moving off of him and was dangerously close to falling on the bed.

"Mmm…" she said as she traced her way back across his chest to the other side.

He could feel the vibrations as she moved across his chest, and it was making his cock strain with need.

He shut his eyes tightly, "Syd…please…"

She stopped after cleaning him, looking up at his closed eyes and kissing him.

He opened his eyes.

"Soon," she said as she reached over for something else.

He groaned as her movement made her body brush against his already over sensitive cock.

She came back with another dish, but she didn't show him what was in it.

Instead she took the spoon, got some on it, and then proceeded to drop it on his chest.

"Jesus," he said, his whole body shuddering, "that's cold!"

She giggled, moving her mouth down to catch it before it dripped off of him and also adding warmth to his chest.

When she came back up, she still had the smile, and took the spoon again. He looked at her, challenging her to drop it again, but this time she moved it to his mouth and dropped it in there instead.

"It's a little melted," she said.

"Well…it's been sitting there long enough," he said trying to hint to her.

She smiled, "But chocolate ice cream is always good," she said, talking another bite for herself.

She put that back on the table and then reached for the last bowl. She tilted this one, showing him that it contained sliced apples and peaches and grapes.

She put the end of one of the apple slices in her mouth and leaned over, letting him take it. She waited until he swallowed and then did it with a peach slice as well. He was too busy concentrating on her moving towards him with the food to notice that she had moved herself off of his frame and was poised over his cock. She waited until her mouth was almost connected with hers and then let the fruit go, coming down hard on his cock at the same time.

He nearly choked again on the fruit, totally not expecting her to slam him inside her at that moment. He tried to chew but had to wait until he adjusted to the feeling of his over-teased cock being buried inside her warmth.
He let out a guttural moan when he felt her squeeze him powerfully and then move. She smiled as she moved herself up and down on him. She had totally surprised him and loved that she had caught him unaware.

She slowed enough to let him swallow and then smiled down at him as she moved him in and out of her gently.

"That was so…uh…" he managed.

"I'm good, no need to tell me…"

"MEAN!" he said.

She giggled, "You know you loved it…you totally didn't even notice when I moved off of you!"

"I was a little preoccupied with what you were gonna do with the fruit…"

She smiled, "How are you enjoying your lunch so far, Mr. Vaughn?"

"The service was really slow…"

She stopped moving, gripping him tightly, "Oh really?"

He smiled; liking the feelings she was giving him with the constant pressure on his cock. After having her tease him that long, it felt wonderful to be sheathed so tightly.

"Well, then we should really speed it up," she said, starting her movements again, coming on and off of him must faster.

His hand moved to her hip, trying to grab onto something as she took him by surprise again. He was well on his way to release when she eased her movements again.

He looked up at her and she smiled evilly. She reached over to the table, "Fruit?" she said.

He groaned, "No…"

"Apple?"

"No."

"Peach?"

"No, the only peach I want right now is you!"

She giggled; "Well…this little peach wants a real one…" she reached into the bowl and got out a peach slice.

"Maybe if you help me eat the peach, things can move on at a quicker pace…"

She stayed where she was, sitting on his lap, feeling him deep inside her. She was hunched over slightly, but not enough that he wouldn't have to move.

Without thinking, he sat up slightly, and groaned at the new feelings that radiated from his groin to the rest of his body. He sat up until he was level with her and grabbed the half of the peach that she had left hanging out of her mouth.

He was rather satisfied that perhaps now they could move things along, but she stopped, smiling and running her hands through his hair.

"Do you realize you just sat up by yourself?" she asked, cupping his face in her hands.

He smiled, his face a vision of pleasure as he enjoyed the feelings of being fully inside of her, "Uh…no…I didn't," he said softly.

"I figured if I gave you a goal…" she smiled kissing him gently, "you're not hurting yourself are you?"

"Nope."

"Good…then move," she instructed, the smile becoming even larger.

He didn't need to be told twice, he held onto her lower back with his good hand, using it as leverage, and pushed up with his hips. Now it was her turn, as her eyes closed, feeling him slip out and in on his own accord.

She opened her eyes to find him watching her, her hands coming to rest on his shoulders. She leaned down and put her forehead against his.

"I missed this…" he said.

"I know baby," she replied, "Don't worry…you sat up now…that's a good step…it'll be soon…"

He nodded, going back to watching her face as it rippled with the emotions and sensations she was feeling.

All the teasing she had visited upon him was definitely affective; he was already close to coming.

He let go of her back, and her hands moved to his neck for support. He moved his hand down until it was just below the small patch of hair that rested above her folds and rubbed across her clit.

She bucked her hips forward, sending him even further inside her. She moaned and threw her head back as she felt the delicious ache of her cervix moving up to accommodate him.

He looked down to where they were joined, loving the vision of Sydney coming on and off of him. Call it ego or whatever you like, he loved watching himself as he moved in Sydney. He moved his gaze upward, reaching out his mouth to take a nipple in his mouth.

Her hands moved from his neck to the nape of his neck, hanging on as he brought her to the brink of ecstasy.

He moved to the other nipple, biting slightly, hard enough for her to notice, but not enough to cause her pain.

She moaned again as he sped up his motion on her clit, rubbing vigorously.

"Syd," he said, looking up at her face.

"Mmm?" she answered, bringing her gaze down to meet his. She saw the raw passion and love in his eyes, "You ok?" she asked, worried that this might be hurting him.

"Yeah…I'm close…"

"I know…me too…" she leaned down to capture his mouth in a fever-filled kiss.

He felt her tilt her hips and spasm violently around his throbbing cock.

She called out his name as she gripped him tightly.

He buried his face in her chest as he felt his own release explode, spilling himself inside her.

She held him close, feeling his body wracked with tremors and feeling the heat fill her walls. She eased him back onto the pillow, not wanting him to strain himself more that he probably already had. Once she had him lying prone on the bed, she let her grip on him lessen. She watched his face, still contorted with the last convulsions of climax. She smiled as his eyes opened, looking up at her with passion-drugged eyes.

"So…did you like our lunch?"

"Mmm…yeah…you could say that…"

"Good…" she smiled, touching his face, "You sat up all by yourself…" she said with wonderment.

"I had help…is it really that much of an accomplishment?"

"You're damn right it's an accomplishment!"

He smiled, "Thanks for the motivation."

"You're very welcome."

She lay her head on his chest and listened to the soft beating of his heart as they drifted off to a nap; he completely content, cradled in her warmth.