Warning: Incoming Food Porn
Bobby couldn't help but feel happiness in the wake of the larger man's delight. He picked up his own fork then and began to push it into the meat; wine-colored juices flowed from the fillet and spilled out onto the white plate and mingled with the yellow bearnaise. His knife sank through the steak with absolutely no effort, and soon the accountant rose a piece of bloody, bearnaise-coated meat between his lips.
His tongue rolled around the fillet, and the meat parted instantly as his teeth began to chew. The herbal tang and creamy texture of the bearnaise only made the cool, juicy steak's flavor stand out more distinctively in comparison. Bobby couldn't help himself; he groaned somewhat perversely as he swallowed the morsel. "That's good. Really, really good," he said as his knife and fork continued the attack on his fillet.