Morana Alistar

The food was too fucking good.

We sat in a booth and I knew this outfit was good but their hands didn't leave as we walked in, they kept their hands somewhere, Kieran's hand intertwined with mine, Davian's finger under my dress strap.

We sat and their hands laid on my thighs.

They'd adjust my dress even if it wasn't needed.

We got the appetizers and the dumplings were so good in the sauce it came with and edamame is a hit with me.

"Can we split the bill?" I asked after drinking half my glass of water.

"No." Kieran ate an edamame, I watched as he barely even bit the little beans out, he just scraped them in one motion.

"Please?" I looked at Davian. He was more giving.

"No."

Nevermind.

"I'll flash the waiter." I threatened.

"Great. Last I checked we're taking you home." Davian hummed.

"And he can enjoy it as he wishes but I'll use these fucking chopsticks and stab his eyes from his head." Kieran squeezed my thigh until I hissed.

I frowned.

"I make a lot of money too."

"That's fascinating. I had no idea." Davian flagged down the waiter.

"She needs another water soon please."

I crossed my arms. Pouting.

"Keep that up, doll. Your tits look great." Kieran looked at me, deadpanned as he looked at my chest and back at my face.

I looked down and put my hands in my lap.

I studied his throat as he ate, their jaws were both muscular, Davian having a dimple in his chin while Kieran had a way of ticking his jaw when he was pissed off.

The veins of Davian's throat were always very prominent which I thought was attractive while Kieran's was just covered in tattoos therefore not much underneath could be seen.

"Lose the frown." Davian squished my cheeks making my lips puff.

I swatted his hand away.

"If we don't split the bill I'll torture you both slowly before I skin you alive." I whispered.

They chuckled lowly, both amused.

They tugged my legs apart.

Davian kissed my cheek.

Kieran was at my ear.

"Do it. If the last face I see before I die is you I'll gladly take the sentence." He bit my earlobe and my body trembled.

"This is a date, baby. We pay. You pick. So be a good girl and just enjoy the night. We have everything taken care of. Alright, beautiful?" Davian asked.

I frowned, looking down at the tattooed hands gripping and massaging my thighs.

They lifted my legs and rested them over their own thigh.

Davian traced my stretch marks making me a bit insecure but his face gave away nothing as he looked around the restaurant, glaring at anyone looking our way.

Kieran squeezed and drew patterns on my other thigh, not minding anyone else as he observed the paintings on the walls.

I sat, feeling like a spoiled brat-gone-princess.

He came with our food.

Kieran got the chopsticks ready for me, Davian putting wasabi in my soy-sauce since I told him I like it.

They pulled certain ones toward me, lining them all nicely.

"Hungry?" Davian asked and I nodded.

Kieran gave me the chopsticks and I grabbed the Philadelphia roll, eating it.

I fucking love cream cheese.

Especially in this roll.

I hid my smile as they watched me.

Davian wiped my mouth gently.

"Good?"

I nodded.

"Eat." I said.

"We will, babydoll. We have all night." Kieran ran his nails along my thighs and I got the chills.

I grabbed another kind of roll I forgot the name of and ate it.

It was so good.

I covered my mouth with one hand as my mouth was always full.

Davian would wipe any mess, Kieran making me drink water if he worried I was eating too quick.

"I'm being babied. Eat." I said.

"We will. Eat your food, Morana." Kieran's jaw ticked three times and I kept my head forward, eating.

"Am I eating too much?"

"I swear to god-"

"Sorry but I feel like I'm just eating and eating. I feel bad." I frowned.

"We can always get more. You wanted this."

"Do you not like-"

"We love sushi. We eat a lot. We need to make sure you get yours first." Davian said, he refilled my soysauce, I put my wasabi in it and mixed it.

I ate a few of all we had out.

"I'm full."

"No you're not." Kieran looked at me, frustrated.

"I just don't understand why you're not eating. I feel self conscious." I held my stomach.

I usually was very good with understanding I was attractive to people and I was typically very happy with my own body.

But I feel the second they look or touch or stare too much I'm mentally crippled and feel insecure.

"We've been friends forever. Our fathers were best friends. They taught us that the most important woman in your life eats first and get their fill before the men. My mom always would sit and no one could touch their food until she took her first bite. The same followed for his mother. At a place where food is selective like this, you eat, you get full, then we eat. We pay, we drive, we receive your company and joy in the process, everyone's happy." Davian explained.

I sighed.

"I'm eating a lot though."

"You didn't eat since the breakfast we gave you. You're hungry and your body needs it." He grabbed the chopsticks and picked up another roll.

I ate it and frowned.

Kieran's hand slid a bit high on my thigh and I looked at him, alarmed.

"You need to eat. No one is judging or eyeing what you're eating. You need to maintain this pretty body somehow. You can't do that if you don't eat." He murmured, studying me.

He held the straw of my water to my lips and I drank.

"That's my good girl. Eat until you're full alright?" He asked, his tongue moving over his lip ring.

I nodded.

I did. It didn't take long since the rice was so filling, but my stomach hurt and they made sure I was done and not lying.

Then they finished what I didn't and ordered a shit ton more.

I seem to forget how big they are.

I was insecure when I could've seen this in my future and it would've gotten rid of all those feelings.

They happily ate, kissing my face periodically between certain foods.

To double check they'd feed me a roll and I'd groan in protest but they pressed and I tried one I'd never had before.

It had crunchy things on top with spicy mayo and it was so good.

Davian smiled at me when I hummed at the roll.

"I'm too full." I whispered when he offered another.

But I snuck one more anyway. It was so good.

They ate plates on plates and I just stared in awe.

"What do you do to maintain this?" I asked, touching their arms.

"Eat. Workout." They shrugged.

"Curse your fast metabolisms." I frowned.

"Don't even begin. You're fucking sexy, Morana. Everyone here knows it." Davian pointed to people who he caught looking.

I glared at him.

"I'm not flirting. I'm stating facts, sweetheart."

"I have to use the restroom." I said and Kieran got out of the booth and covered me as I stood and adjusted my dress.

Then I walked to the bathroom.

I got inside and studied myself.

Then I snorted.

Insecure for no damn reason I look great.

Just gotta fix my lipstick.