Her first treat.

Theovin held onto the white nylon bag, which featured a charming cartoon of a doughnut-eating character, as she navigated through the bustling crowd.

Before Ralph solemnly made his exit and left Theovin alone with the human, he had handed it over to him.

After Ralph left the room, Theovin peered inside the white polythene bag.

As he peered inside the bag, he sighted a deliciously tempting sandwich.

"Yeah, sandwich, that's what they called it," Theovin said, scrunching his face up in confusion. The name sounded so bland and unappetizing for such a delicious piece of food.

And just beside the white wrap of the sandwich, he noticed a deep brown plastic canned beverage.

He reached for it, turning the drink in the polythene bag to see the brand name on the red wrap. To his relief, he saw that it was Cola, a brand he was familiar with.

He would never allow his mate to take something he hasn't taken first. Keeping the nylon beside him, he turned to his mate.

"You would have to turn over now so you can eat... I know you must be very hungry," he said softly, his eyes scanning her thin frame.

The sight of her malnourished state made his heart ache, and he silently swore to himself that he would take care of her and nourish her back to health. 'But not for long,' he reassured himself with a determined nod.

After waiting for what seemed like an eternity for her response and receiving no reply, he tried again.

"I have something incredibly delicious for you to try. I had it a few months ago and I promise you, you'll love it!"

As soon as Rosey heard him coo and utter the word "delicious", she snapped her head in his direction, completely captivated.

Rosey slowly turned around, her mildly hurting back protesting at the movement, but she was determined to do it without any help.

As she finally managed to turn over, she found Theovin watching her with a gentle smile on his lips.

She scrutinized Theovin with an intense look, as if she would devour him if he didn't bring out the promised food. Just as she was about to demand for it.

Theovin seemed to understand why Rosey was scrutinizing him so intensely and moved his hands to where he had placed the polythene bag, with Rosey's eyes following his every move.

He carefully picked up the nylon and moved it closer to her, placing it gently on the space beside her on the bed.

With a calm demeanor, he pulled out the food from inside and displayed it in front of Rosey.

Rosey's eyes widened as she stared at the mouth-watering spread before her. She had only ever dreamed of tasting such delicacies, having only been able to gaze longingly at them through the windows of upscale eateries.

But now, they were being offered to her, and her mouth watered at the sight. She could feel the drool dripping slowly down her lips, her stomach growling in anticipation.

Theovin carefully handed Rosey the ice-cold bottle of Cola, the condensation on the surface glistening in the light.

He brought it closer to her face, the fizz making a soft sound as it bubbled inside. "Here, you can start with the Cola." he said in a gentle voice, thrusting the bottle right underneath Rosey's nose.

She could feel the coolness of the bottle on her face, and her mouth watered at the sight of the refreshing drink.

"I'm not sure when was the last time you ate since you haven't been talking to me, so use the Cola to moisturize your throat," he added, his tone calm and soothing.

Rosey gazed at Theovin for a few seconds, She then slowly stretched forth her hands and reached for the Cola, taking it carefully from his hands as if handling a precious gem.

She held onto the bottle tightly, not wanting any of the contents to spill and go to waste.

Finally, she was holding the Cola bottle that seemed almost too good to be true. She didn't open it immediately, but instead, held it in her hands and stared at it for a few seconds, savoring the feel of it.

It was as if she couldn't believe that she was actually holding something so delicious and refreshing in her hands.

For so long, her hunger had consumed her, and her dreams of food had always seemed to vanish into thin air. But now, here she was, holding the bottle of Cola, and it felt like a small victory.

Bringing her hand up slowly to the slim neck of the bottle, Rosey took hold of the small red cover and twisted it to the side with a bit of effort. The sound of the cap coming off was music to her ears.

Theovin watched Rosey's movements as if in a trance, completely captivated by her every gesture.

Rosey finally succeeded in opening the Cola bottle, and she slowly brought the opening of the bottle close to her mouth, just below her nose.

As she took a deep whiff of the carbonated sugary drink, a glint of long-suppressed hunger shone in her eyes.

The aroma of the drink was inviting and irresistible, and it made her mouth water even more.

Quickly, she closed her eyes and wrapped her plump cheery lips around the opening of the bottle. She sighed in pleasure as the mildly cold beverage touched her tongue.

Theovin took a sharp intake of breath, and felt his trousers tightening as his heart started pounding in his chest; he balled his hands into fists.

Theovin muttered under his breath, "Just look at her innocent expression," with a tone of both amusement and endearment.

Despite the immense distress Theovin was experiencing, he didn't want her stopping.

Unaware of the turmoil that the big bad wolf sitting in front of her was experiencing, Rosey continued to take large gulps of her carbonated drink.

The sensation of the cold sugary liquid running down her throat made Rosey feel more alive and invigorated than she had ever felt before.

She continued to take gulp after gulp, unable to resist the tempting taste.

Rosey was fond of the sugary drink and didn't wish to stop anytime soon. As she continued to drink, her slender, swan-like neck bobbed up and down to the rhythm of the liquid flowing down her throat.

Theovin's forehead was now dotted with beads of sweat, his mouth slightly open in what appeared to be a silent plea, although he was unsure what he was pleading for.

'What is she doing to me?'he muttered, 'You would be the death of me.' He seemed to be struggling with his own feelings as he watched Rosey drink the sugary liquid.

Rosey continued to drink the coke without taking a break and managed to finish half of the drink in one go, without even stopping to catch her breath.

Finally, Rosey slowed down and delicately removed her lips from the mouth of the bottle.

She intended to drink the remaining cola later when she felt hungry again. She licked her lips and savored the taste left on them before letting out a belch.

Rosey was uncertain when she would have the opportunity to taste something as delicious as Cola again.

With reluctance, she screwed the cap back onto the bottle and turned to look at the man who had given it to her, only to discover that he had been staring at her the entire time.

Feeling a sense of embarrassment, Rosey blushed and dropped her head, looking down at her hands as if there was something very interesting happening in her palms.

Theovin found Rosey's actions to be very adorable. Her shyness brought a smile to his face, and he wanted to keep feeding her without stopping.

Theovin realized that he had discovered a new hobby: "Feeding Her."

Theovin stretched his hand towards the white polythene bag, where the main food was still seated.

He delved into the bag and brought out the food.