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The Terror - Prompt Post 1
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FILL: grown back to life, Armitage/Tozer, M, stuffing, weight gain, kink negotiation (2/2)
(Anonymous) 2022-10-05 05:56 am (UTC)(link)“You’ll be cross if you get those dirty,” Tommy warns. Sol just grins, and adjusts his stance as if he’s trying to show off his ass.
Tommy’s gaze lingers. He can’t help it. All day long, it’s all he can think about. Sol’s words are still ringing in his ears — and the feeling when he came, like a thousand lightning bolts shooting through him at once. He’d been thinking about Sol. About… Sol’s body. And yes, he’s gorgeous, yes, Tommy’s known that for ages, but last night…
Christ, Tommy, you really are going to fatten me up.
He hasn’t thought about it, is the thing. It’s been the unspoken truth between them for ages now. It seemed normal. What man wouldn’t put on a few stone after years spent nearly starving to death? Sol bulked up so naturally, and he’s always been a large man, so it looks natural on him. He’s not fat, that’s never been a problem, he’s just…
Big.
But the more Tommy watches throughout the day… the way Sol’s thighs strain at his trousers, the way his stomach bulges against his shirt, the way his trousers beg for mercy as he kneels in the garden… he’s forced to admit that, alright, maybe Sol’s gotten a bit fat, too.
If he said something, that means he’s noticed. Does it bother him? Does he… blame Tommy for it?
Towards mid-afternoon, the trousers prove to be his undoing. The screech of tearing fabric is audible even from inside the house. Tommy pokes his head through the open doorway and gapes; there’s Sol, crouching down, his too-tight trousers split at the seams.
“Shit,” Sol mutters. “Good pair of slims, they were.”
Tommy’s heart is pounding so hard, Sol must be able to hear it — or maybe it’s all the blood rushing to his face. Blushing? Why is he blushing? Has he lost his mind?
“I — my sewing kit! Let me just —“
“Nah.” Sol straightens up. His trousers move with him, showing off slits of bare thigh. “Don’t bother. I’ve needed a new pair for a while, anyways.” He shrugs, then smirks, wiping mud covered hands on his legs. “Least we’re giving the tailor business, aye?”
Tommy laughs too quick, and prays his face doesn’t look as hot as it feels.
At least Sol doesn’t torture him further by hanging around the house in that state. He retrieves new clothes from the dresser, and discards the old trousers before slipping into the new ones. They fit much better — a bigger size? — but still hug his hefty thighs in a way Tommy can’t look away from.
“Sol.” He didn’t realize he was going to bring it up until the words are spilling out of his mouth. “About what you said last night.”
Sol looks up from his laces. “Said lots of things, Tom,” he replies — and he knows exactly what Tommy means, the bastard, that smirk gives it away. Tommy crosses his arms; Sol holds his gaze for a moment longer before he softens and shrugs. “What about it?”
Tommy clears his throat. “You… know I’m not trying to, right? It’s all just happened, these past few years… we’ve happened. Cooking and taking care of you, it’s all just blended into one, and — and I know you don’t need it, but… you don’t need two extra stone on your waistline, either. So… if you want to stop, say the word.”
That would be it. No more cakes, no more heavy meals. No encouraging Sol to eat until he aches, just to see him heavy and moaning with pleasure. Sol could get back in shape in a month, if he really worked at it. Tommy’s the one holding him back.
It all seems so obvious. Yet from the look on Sol’s face, Tommy’s just posed a Latin riddle. He takes a step forward; Tommy has to stop himself from moving back.
“Stop?” he asks, and his voice is soft now. “Tommy lad… where’s this coming from?”
Tommy studies the floorboards. “I don’t want you to feel… y’know. Like I’m taking advantage.”
“Tommy.”
And just like that, Sol’s in front of him — all around him, swallowing Tommy up in his presence, in his warmth. One of his hands finds Tommy’s elbow, holding him steady. The other tilts Tommy’s chin up, gentle as a whisper.
“Look at me,” his lover encourages, and Tommy does. He almost melts at the expression on Sol’s face. “We’ve already been through hell, remember? And I thought that was the worst of it, but nothing could feel worse than what came after. I had nothing when we got back. ‘Cept you. You never left… you pieced me back together when I fell apart. Tommy, you really think I’m upset?” He ducks his head, nearly knocking his forehead against Tommy’s own. His hand is tangled in Tommy’s curls, his heartbeat steady against his chest. “I’m gratefulwhole again. These two years with you… you’ve brought me back to life.” He chuckles low, glancing down at himself. “And a bit extra. But you don’t mind, do you?”
“Mind?” Tommy gapes. Sol’s grinning at him again, soft and wicked all at once.
“Seems you like me quite a lot, the way I look now.”
Cheeky bastard. “What if I do?” Tommy shoots back — and takes the chance to cup Sol’s ample arse. Sol barks a laugh, catching him around the waist.
“Anyways,” he says between kisses, “it’s more like three stone, really.”
Tommy draws back. “Three? Bloody hell, Sol.”
“Hey,” Sol murmurs, drawing Tommy’s gaze back to him. “What’s our rule? Hmm? When I’m finished, I tell you. I’ll tell you if it’s too much.” He heaves a sigh, leaning further into Tommy’s embrace. For a moment, he’s quiet. “I’m not a Marine anymore,” he finally says, “And that’s… life. Took me a long time to get there, and took a big part of me with it. Right now?” He lifts his head; his gaze is unimaginably tender. “I’m happy. Happy where we are, happy with meself… and happy with you.”
Tommy exhales. Sol is so close against him, so strong, so large — and he loves every inch of him.
“Now, important question,” interjects Sol, pulling away from their next kiss. “What’ll we do for dinner?”
“Dunno,” says Tommy, and shoves Sol backwards onto the bed. “Right now, I’m in the mood for dessert.”
Re: FILL: grown back to life, Armitage/Tozer, M, stuffing, weight gain, kink negotiation (2/2)
(Anonymous) 2022-10-05 10:54 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL: grown back to life, Armitage/Tozer, M, stuffing, weight gain, kink negotiation (2/2)
(Anonymous) 2022-10-06 06:35 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL: grown back to life, Armitage/Tozer, M, stuffing, weight gain, kink negotiation (2/2)
(Anonymous) 2022-10-06 08:04 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL: grown back to life, Armitage/Tozer, M, stuffing, weight gain, kink negotiation (2/2)
(Anonymous) 2022-10-07 03:35 am (UTC)(link)