Her laugh was soft, teasing, but there was a hint of uncertainty beneath it. “Careful? Oh… I think I can handle it.” She took another bite, and he noticed her breath hitch, her posture shifting subtly, the warmth creeping through her that wasn’t just from the chocolate.

He frowned, heart racing, wondering if he should say something else, warn her more, or just… leave it alone. But there was a strange, delicious tension in the room now, thick and electric. She didn’t know what the chocolate was, didn’t realize what it might do, and yet she seemed to embrace it, curious, playful, a little daring.