Taking the cup from your hand, I sit back and allow you to feed me, enjoying your attentions once more. My hand slowly slides around your body, pulling you close to me, I enjoy your warmth against my body.<br/><br/>"We can dance later...maybe, if I'm in the mood for it." I say before leaning forward to take the carrot from you. I chew it and swallow, before taking a sip from my cup. "It seems we share the taste in music..." I whisper, wondering if you do like or if you said it to please me.