collaborative_daredevil | Slavery RP Post XVIII

"Hungry Matty?" He smiled at his Matt, petting him as he helped him drink some water - with added electrolytes from the scent. And Matt nodded eagerly, so he fed him one strawberry first.

Matt whined a little, sitting up more and nudging at Foggy, pawing at the basket, and it wasn't until Foggy poked his lips with a fat strawberry that he calmed down a little, eating one and then another and another, until Foggy was steadily feeding him strawberry after strawberry and he was purring at them, eyes sliding shut and moaning softly at the sweetness, the little crunchy seeds. There were several kinds of strawberries, some of the rare ones he'd had before on very special occasions, and he was eating so happily he didn't notice he was close to choking.

He whined a bit because Golubushka was being fed faster, but Danny just petted him and kept feeding him at the same pace.

"I don't ant to risk choking you."

Foggy frowned and stopped Matt from the next piece, and Matt whined loudly in response, even as Foggy said baby, you can't choke just because you really want to eat some, and Matt made soft whimpers of distress, and Foggy pet him for a few minutes gently and fed him slower, and when Matt made a little wail of anxiety and despair Foggy seemed to understand, gently kissing his forehead and telling him the food won't vanish if you don't eat it all right away, there will always be more food, I won't ever take away your food or starve you, I promise, there will always be more food, and Matt shivered with memories of fear and constant hunger and dizziness and Foggy drew him closer, saying softly, you're my good boy and I will never, ever underfeed you, I promise I won't, you'll always be allowed to ask for more, I will always feed you enough, I promise, you will never run out of food, and it was good but it didn't quite fix the problem.

He frowned a bit at Golubushka's distress, not sure what he needed. But Matt leaned into Golubushka, pressing his shoulder against the other pet's.

Matt was clearly and suddenly spiraling into anxiety over something he couldn't quite communicate to Foggy, and he frowned. "Matt," he said gently. "I won't take food away from you, or punish you by not letting you eat it anymore, if you choke. There aren't any punishments for eating too fast, or for eating too much. It's okay, baby, I know food can be pretty scary for you, but you're safe here and I will always keep you safe here." And with Treacle leaning against him, Matt slowly started nodding, shivering still, and Foggy leaned down and gently drew him up onto the couch until he was lying in Foggy's lap, his head on his legs, and Foggy pet him and fed him a few more strawberries, murmuring that there was always plenty of food, they could always afford food.

And he helped his Matt up to rest in his lap, petting him and praising him for helping Golubushka while he fed him.

Foggy pet and kissed and reassured Matt gently, and as he did he seemed to calm down slowly, smiling up at him and sitting up more, and pausing, passing Treacle a big strawberry, and leaning against Foggy, whining a little until Foggy fed him a salty, delicious chunk of mozzarella cheese instead.

Matt made a happy noise when Golubushka passed him the strawberry, then turned his head away from Danny when he offered another.

"Do you want something different?" Matt nodded a big smile on his face.

"Hmmm, how about this then?" And he offered Matt a small pork gyoza dipped in soy sauce.

Foggy kept his tone carefully calm, and next chose a dumpling for Matt from the same plate that Danny was feeding Treacle from. "Can I ask you, Danny, if you know other things that are good at helping when your Matt is having problems related to food?"

"The best thing is to feed him of course, and promising never to take food away for anything. But making sure to feed him at his own pace and pay attention to his cues helps as well."

Foggy nodded. "Though it can be difficult when Matt's pace is 'so fast you're going to choke'," he said wryly, ignoring as Matt bit him for that. "What? You do choke, like, once a month from eating too fast. And then you get all bitey when food isn't at lightning speed, baby."

"Yeah, that's difficult." He chuckled, stroking his Matt's hair. "sometimes it helps to distract him a bit, make sure he's listening to music or a podcast while he's eating."

"Do you think that other distractions can help too?" Foggy asked delicately. "Do you have success with conversation or TV?" And he winced as Matt bit him again. "Hey, stop being an alligator," he said, irritated.

"Conversation when he's verbal, yes. TV not so much." Danny chuckled a bit as Matt nuzzled at his fingers, making a soft whine for more.

Matt whined a little at Foggy, nuzzling for forgiveness, and Foggy pet him and pressed kisses to his face and told him softly it's okay, Matt, I still love you, don't worry, and then when Matt squirmed a little Foggy caught on, and frowned before picking up something that smelled very different and interesting, and he sniffed it twice before experimentally biting at it.

He watched as Foggy fed Goubushka a piece of baida roti, hoping it had been filled with paneer, rather than spicy minced meat.

Matt frowned with curiosity as he ate the bite, and then took another, the taste of yogurty cheese washing over his mouth, and he hummed with delight as the full flavor hit him, leaning in for more and more. He could hear Foggy asking Danny what was in the little parcels, and asking Treacle if he enjoyed them too.

"It's paneer, a type of cheese made in India." Danny explained, dipping the roti into a dish of chutney before feeding them to Matt as he nodded and made happy enthusiastic sounds.

Foggy nodded thoughtfully. "I've noticed Matt really likes cheese. The other week he made this bread with Parmesan and mozzarella melted into the center, so when you tore it open it oozed out, and the bread had herbs and bits of dried tomatoes in it. It was incredible."

"It sounds incredible." Danny agreed, as Matt made little begging sounds at the description, and then...

"Is this what it was like?" He asked Foggy about the new loaf that had just appeared.

Foggy leaned forward. "Yep, looks like it, down to the salted and oiled crust," he said, and Matt made pleased noises, clearly wanting some.

"Okay, let's tear some up," Foggy said warmly, and ripped off a few chunks, handing them to Danny, Matt, and Treacle, Matt's eyes glittering with satisfaction as they all ate.

"This is delicious." He praised Golubushka, and Matt shifted to press against him, making pleased and grateful noises.

Matt beamed brightly, pleased beyond words, bread was difficult for him to keep up with sometimes but it was so rewarding and when it turned out just right he was always so happy, and Foggy said that Matt always made delicious bread, and then there was a soft 'pop' sound and another hot loaf appeared, one Matt recognized as the black walnut bread that had coffee and chocolate and little bits of dried pear and reminded him bittersweetly of the Ranskahovs.

He caught the scent of the sweet loaf, and made soft begging noised until Danny fed him a piece, and he moaned in bittersweet pleasure, remembering the Ranshakovs and their rare kindnesses.

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