Hunger ravages my body as I pin you beneath me late at night. I m starving, but there s nothing here to eat. No snacks or foods that I can just pull from the pantry or refrigerator to quickly relieve the hunger gnawing at my belly. I ask you innocently enough, pleading with you to help me find something that I can eat. You won t cook for me, you won t go get me a snack, you won t do anything... until you can t do anything at all and you beg to cook something for me. But it s too late, I m too hungry, my primal instincts have kicked in and I m sniffing and licking at you. You re no longer just my boyfriend, you re my prey, my meal. You smell delicious, good enough to eat, good enough to devour. I can t control my instincts, but even if I could, I don t know that I want to anymore. I want to eat you up!
