You're not a Snack, You're a Full Course Meal

"If I say I want to eat you, would you allow me to?"

"I will."

Evan watched as Franklin's lips slowly curved up at his response. He felt like he would run out of breath if his lord would keep on giving him attention like this, even smiling at him! A genuine smile!

Franklin picked up his silver dinner knife from the table and held it up over Evan's face. The servant blinked. Was his master really planning to.....

Eat him, right here, right now?

He doesn't know why but he felt a very odd and perverted pleasure from the thought. 

It fills him with so much shame to think this way, but his heart itches to just be slice up and bitten down in this dining table. For Franklin to become like that witch boy in the Hansel and Gretel story he told him, and relish every piece of him, finding him sweet.