Ursalo took it just as carefully, ensuring that they did not touch at all. He closed his mouth and chewed slowly, the tender meat torn to shreds by his saw like teeth. It was delicious and his long, forked tongue traced along his thin lips to show that, even though there was no juice to lick up. Jera had been very careful not to make a mess.<br/><br/>"Mmmm," Ursalo said in response to Jera's coy question, a satisfied moan played up only a little, "lucky then, I am<i>ravenous.</i>"<br/><br/>He was not looking at the food when he said it, his golden eyes focused entirely on Jera. Still, he forced himself not to move as the elf began to let pet Dubnune,  those calloused fingers smoothing over his head. Dubnune's dopey grin seemed to grow, and he leaned into Jera's touch.<br/><br/>Ursalo had never been jealous of his darling before, but he certainly was now.<br/><br/>"Though if you are planning on feeding me every bite, I dare say we'd be eating half the night," Ursalo pointed out, mirth sparkling in his gaze.