Eryx was struggling to keep his hands to himself at the moment.

Not because some human pissed him off or because he saw some shiny little gadget he wanted to touch—No, it was because he wanted to eat the raw pork on the plate in front of him so badly.

The voidkin was drooling at the sight of the meat, his mouth watering as he gazed longingly at the plate. His nostrils flared, catching the scent of fresh pork that made his stomach rumble. He clenched his fists on the table, his fingers twitching as if they had a mind of their own, itching to grab the succulent, pink flesh. The dim lighting of the Korean BBQ restaurant flickered slightly, casting a soft glow over the various dishes laid out before them. Eryx’s red eyes reflected the light, making his intense desire all the more apparent.

His spouse, sitting across from him with a fond but firm expression, was busy arranging vegetables on the grill. They had told him to be patient and wait for the food to cook properly, a request that was driving Eryx to the edge of his self-control.

"Just one bite, beloved..." the alien in human disguise murmured, his voice a husky blend of desperation and yearning. He leaned forward slightly, his eyes darting to his spouse’s face with an almost pleading expression. His breath hitched as he watched them deftly handle the tongs, placing each piece of meat with meticulous care.

Typically, Eryx would have just disregarded the rules and ate the damned thing. His instincts were screaming at him to tear into the raw meat, to feel its texture and taste its bloodiness on his tongue. But he had promised he would be on his best behavior during their little date at this 'KBBQ' spot they had kept raving about.