Food's not going anywhere. Besides, it's replicated, he can just recycle it and get a new one if he feels like it. Not what he's thinking about right now.

"Missed you too, darling," he mutters, nipping gently at her lips, hands roaming up and down her back. He sprinkles a trail of kisses along her shoulder while his fingers curl over the straps of her bra, tugging them down her arms.