Spoon-fed Book Novels & Stories

He put out his cigarette and drove away. --- "Aaron, come eat." Nina scooped another bowl of rice for Lucas and Aaron and then sat down next to them. "Mom." Lucas pouted. "Mom, feed me." Lucas, this kid, why did he learn to act spoiled? "Lucas, you're an adult, but you're still spoiled." Nina pinched Lucas's nose and then started to feed him. Aaron looked at Lucas with cold eyes and picked up the spoon himself. "Aaron, I'll feed you and Lucas too, one spoon each." Nina happily brought the rice to the corner of Aaron's mouth.

I kicked the bookshelf over and watched the books fumble to the floor one by one. My anger finally subsided a bit, but one particular book caught my eye. Brown at the spine & green writing with a colorful picture carved onto the front was one of the books that I used to read to Kennedi when she was younger. I bent down to pick the book up and sighed upon grasping it. “How do you feel now?” Bane asked. “You didn’t have to push me like that,” I said.

I blew on it gently. “Ahh,” I said, trying to make him smile. “Just like feeding a little boy—except you’re much too handsome for that.” He opened his mouth obediently, and I fed him the first bite. Spoon after spoon, slowly but surely, the bowl was emptied. When he was done, I set the bowl aside and reached for the glass of water. I opened the packet of Bioflu and handed him the tablets. “Here, take these.” But he turned his face away.

In the throes of nervousness, she nibbles on her lip and managed a timid, "Alright." Upon their eventual return to the comforts of home, Leo presented her with a tome of imposing proportions, entitled "A Compendium of the Supernaturals." The book's weight was almost a tangible representation of the vast knowledge it held, massive and weighty, and her hands throbs with discomfort as she accepted it.

He found it funny as he raised the spoon to her mouth. "Open up" Kaylar instinctively opened her mouth. Her senses were brought back when the warm and spicy sensation invaded her taste buds. "Give me the spoon I can feed myself," Kaylar said instantly. She couldn't bear the thought of Wayne feeding her; it was so cringy. Wayne handed the bowl over to Kaylar. She finished the bowl of soup after a few mouthfuls. Wayne took the bowl from her hand and placed it on the tray. He handed her a glass of water which was accompanied by a small pill.

The first time she met her husband, Finn, she dropped a tentacle porn book at his feet. tentacle porn book at his feet. In fact, he dropped the same tentacle porn book that our new client just asked for. tentacle porn book that our new client just ordered. She looks over my shoulder at the computer screen and laughs. laughs. -The book brought me good luck. Maybe it will also bring you your soul mate. soul mate. - I roll my eyes as he rubs his hands together. All

He sat on the edge of the bed, spooned a little broth, and held it to my lips. I could have taken the spoon myself. My hands worked fine. But I didn’t. I opened my mouth and let him feed me, one careful spoonful at a time. Broth first, warm and soothing. Then rice, soft and plain. He watched my face for any sign of discomfort, blowing gently on each bite to cool it. It was intimate in a way sex had never been with Lorenzo. It was vulnerable, humiliating and necessary. He didn’t speak much. He gave only quiet encouragements.

But he didn’t give up, and just as I was about to ask him to stop this nonsense, he used the opportunity to show that spoon inside of my mouth. After the first two spoons, I gave up, and frankly, I was starving, and the food was delicious. This stew was filled with meat, as most things I’ve eaten, but this had spices, onion, and salt! Oh god, how much I’ve missed salt! And to top it off, Drifta didn’t really help. She purred inside my head with each bite. So, I stopped struggling and accepted the strange feeding scenario. I mean, how many can say they were hand-fed by the Dragon King?

When was the last time he needed anything but a spoon to eat his food? In the gorge, his diet was mostly stews eaten with spoons. Sýnnefa's grey mush for food needed a spoon, and Emmet had just been handing him massive bowls porridges, too much food for him just for breakfast, and could last him the whole day. This breakfast was smaller, more easy for him to digest and for once using utensils other than spoons.

Since Susan is still doing most of the luna’s work until Adron is dead. Every time I walked in here, my breath got taken away. It was beautiful. The smell of books was something I’ll never tire of. There was one book that really stood out to me. It was called The History of Vampire Behavior. Sitting down, I opened it up and began to read.