i know fire emblem fates came out years and years ago but this scene has been stuck in my mind for days so i had to get it out. it’s super self-indulgent and i’m not expecting anyone else to be into it, but here we are. i wrote this all at once, and i’m probably going to add a second half when i have more time.
featuring: leo/takumi, stuffing, light burping, light belly play
“Why are we doing this again?” Takumi crossed his arms and slouched in his seat, trying to play off his growing unease as apathy. Yesterday, his boyfriend, Leo, had invited him to share a meal together. Takumi accepted without hesitation, of course-- he enjoyed spending time with Leo, and was becoming pretty fond of Nohrian cuisine. There was one problem, though. Well, two problems.
The first was that instead of the light meal he’d been expecting, Takumi had watched as Leo amassed a veritable feast on the table in front of him. Puddings, breads, a roast bird, fish, gravy... Takumi counted no fewer than three different cakes, all fresh and warm, ready to be eaten. The entire house was hazy with steam from it all, almost creating a halo around the table. It was far too much food for two people.
The second problem was that Leo wasn’t going to eat any of it.
Leo’s family were vampires, after all. Food wasn’t part of his diet, and it never had been. All of this was for Takumi alone, it seemed.
“As I told you before, it’s practice,” Leo tutted, carrying in a tureen of butternut squash soup from the kitchen. It smelled heavenly. Takumi found himself drawn to it above everything else so far. “You’re my first human partner, and I want to feed you as well as you’ve fed me.” A smirk spread across his face as he spoke, sharp fangs visible in the candlelight. “Therefore, I’ve been practicing my cooking, and now it’s time for you to taste it.” An unspoken ‘all of it’ hung in the air between them.
Takumi looked from Leo, to the food, back to Leo. “You can’t be serious. There’s enough food here to feed both our families at once!” And all of it looked delicious. His stomach growled despite his protests, causing his face to heat up in embarrassment.
Leo smiled and sat down next to him. Apparently he’d finally finished cooking. He ran a hand through Takumi’s hair. “Don’t worry, love. Take as much time as you need, and when you’re full, you can stop. All I ask is that you taste it all, one bite from each.”
As he scanned the mountain of food in front of him, Takumi wondered if even that was possible. There was so much... “I don’t even know where to start,” he admitted, rubbing the side of his neck and glancing away. If he was being honest with himself, it seemed like an interesting challenge. But Takumi was rarely honest with himself. His gaze drifted back towards the soup without him noticing.
“Why not start with the soup? I’m anxious for you to try it.” Leo leaned forward and poured a whole ladle’s worth into Takumi’s bowl. It was a vibrant orange, and smelled of Nohrian spices that Takumi couldn’t yet name. Entrancing, almost.
Takumi found himself leaning forward and inhaling deeply, reveling in the scent. How could something made by someone who couldn’t eat smell so appetizing? He raised his eyebrows and glanced up at his partner. “Are you sure you made this?” It almost seemed impossible.
Leo chuckled. “Very sure. Go on, try it.”
There was nothing else to be done, then. The terms seemed reasonable enough, and Leo would hardly keep him here against his will. And a growing part of him wanted to know just how good it all would taste. So he brought the first spoonful up to his lips.
To say it was delicious would be doing the soup a great disservice. Good manners and a sense of decorum were all that kept Takumi from outright moaning in delight as the hot liquid hit his tongue. Savory and spicy, the soup was unlike anything he’d had before. It warmed him down to his toes, and as soon as he swallowed, Takumi craved more. The second bite was as good as the first, and he was delighted to find that Leo had added large chunks of ham to what would otherwise be a creamy bisque. It was perfect. Warm and comforting, and unlike any soup he’d tasted before.
The bowl was gone far too quickly, and he didn’t notice until his spoon smacked against the bottom of the empty bowl. That was disappointing.
Leo seemed to share his disappointment. “You finished that so quickly, I didn’t have a chance to recommend soaking a bite of bread in it. I’ve heard that’s a popular thing to do.” True enough, he was holding a piece of bread, most likely to offer him.
Takumi couldn’t have that. The look on his face was unacceptable. Without a word, he poured himself another bowl and held out his hand for the bread. “One more bowl won’t hurt.”
The extra soup was made more than worth it by the pleased look in Leo’s eyes. And of course, the bread was phenomenal.
Leo insisted that he try the roast goose next. He carved off a generous portion of the breast, before scooping a hearty portion of potatoes onto Takumi’s plate, and topping the whole thing off with a river of gravy. After two bowls of soup, Takumi was already concerned that he wouldn’t finish, but Leo reminded him that he only need take one bite.
One bite was simply not enough. The meat was moist and tender in his mouth, and the potatoes seasoned to perfection. Takumi had to stop and shake his head in wonder at it all as he chewed. If anyone had told him that Leo could cook this well, he wouldn’t have believed them. Not before this moment. And when he swallowed, his tongue demanded another bite.
And before he knew it, the plate was empty. Leo looked delighted as Takumi again asked for a second portion. “I’m glad this has been successful so far. Truth be told, I wasn’t sure how well I would do with human recipes,” he said as he poured more gravy over the food. Takumi could feel himself begin to salivate. “It doesn’t seem appetizing at all to me, but these recipes came highly recommended.”
“I don’t know why you’re so surprised. You’ve been good at everything you tried so far.” Takumi discreetly loosened the belt on his yukata. He had a feeling it was going to be uncomfortable soon.
A look of honest surprise crossed Leo’s features. Takumi had already begun to eat again when he spoke. “... Thank you. That’s kind of you to say.”
After his second helping of meat and potatoes, Takumi’s eyes fell upon the fish. The seared salmon steak was unlike the grilled fish he was used to at home, but he couldn’t help but help himself to seconds again. The texture was tender and delicate, almost falling apart in his mouth, and Leo had drizzled maple syrup over it in a downright genius act of foresight.
He finally had to take a breather halfway through the pudding. He leaned back in the chair and tried to stretch, spreading his knees the slightest bit. His stomach felt heavy, and as he instinctively touched a hand to abdomen, he was surprised to find the slightest curve below his fingers. He’d always been fit and active and couldn’t remember the last time he’d carried any sort of pudge. This was a new experience for him.
“Are you alright, love? Do you need to stop?” Leo asked, resting a cool hand on top of Takumi’s own. Takumi let his hand fall to the side, enjoying the sensation for a moment. “You haven’t even tried any cake.”
There was that flicker of disappointment in his eyes again. Takumi swallowed a burp and shook his head. “No, I’m fine. Just... overdid it a little at first.” He’d have to be more careful if he were to finish a bite of everything. His stomach groaned at the prospect.
Leo rubbed his stomach gently, trying to massage away the discomfort he felt. “Don’t make yourself sick, Takumi.”
Takumi scoffed, sat up straight, and took another bite of pudding. “As if I’d be stupid enough to do that.”
After the pudding came a mix of sweet, heavy fruits. Leo insisted on it, saying he needed to try something “lighter,” but as he swallowed a large berry, Takumi wondered if a vampire really had any idea what that meant. He patted off his face before the juices could drip from his lips. Good manners, he reminded himself.
But as time went on, and he began to feel his stomach churn, he wondered how good manners were, anyway. The thick, chocolate cake sat heavy on top of everything else he’d eaten, but it was too good to sample with only one bite. The same could be said of the strawberry cake, and the cherry pie, and the lime mousse. He couldn’t stand to see Leo disappointed, not after all his hard work. But he was starting to slow down, his stomach weighing heavy in his lap. He didn’t need to look down to know how much it had grown-- he could feel it pressing against the table, after all. His knees spread to accommodate his swollen gut as he leaned back and rested his head against his chair. The pressure in his stomach was almost unbearable, but calling too much attention to it would most definitely be rude. He’d just have to deal with it.
“Takumi....” Leo breathed, staring at his lover’s engorged stomach. He looked to be at a loss for words.
Takumi felt a pang of anxiety. No doubt Leo found this to be completely unseemly. He’d stuffed himself to the brim, after all, and his stomach was gurgling audibly. Not his most refined moment, to be sure. He swallowed another burp and looked away to avoid Leo’s gaze.
“Do you have any idea how you look to me like this?” Leo’s voice was quiet. Takumi winced and set his fork down. Despite the growing discomfort in his stomach, he’d been attempting to finish the piece of blackberry cobbler he’d cut for himself. The berries were just such a perfect mix of sweet and tangy, he couldn’t help himself. But if Leo found it disgusting... Takumi didn’t want to think about it.
That’s when he felt cool lips press against his neck. Leo whispered in his ear, his teeth barely grazing the skin. “You look amazing, Takumi.” One hand snaked around his back to rest on Takumi’s hip, as the other massaged the massive, gurgling lump that was Takumi’s midsection. “How much more can you finish? There’s still so much left.” He was practically purring, his voice low enough to send a pleasant chill down Takumi’s spine.
“I-” Takumi started to speak, before he felt another burp coming. He quickly clamped his mouth shut and forced it back down. He didn’t want to ruin whatever moment was happening. His body didn’t seem to like that, as a sharp pain stabbed him in the stomach. He groaned wordlessly and covered his mouth.
Leo’s fingers pressed lightly against him, rubbing his stretched skin in small circles. “Come now, don’t hold back. You’ll make more room if you let it out.” With that, he pressed harder, more insistently on the underside of Takumi’s swollen belly.
There was no stopping it at that point. Takumi opened his mouth to protest, but all that left him was a deep, brassy belch. His stomach shook with the force of it, a horrified expression growing on his face. “Oh gods....” And he was far from done, it seemed. “That’s not- urp- not going to make a difference now, is it?” But it had, at least to some degree. The sharp pain had left him for now, though the mound of food inside him was still uncomfortably heavy. “I’m- urrrrp- still too full.”
Leo’s pupils dilated as he watched his lover struggle to speak. He continued to rub Takumi’s stomach, almost entranced by the gurgling and bubbling beneath his fingers. “Perhaps you can still try a bite or two?”
Takumi hiccuped and looked back at the cobbler on his plate. It was still covered in whipped cream... And admittedly, Leo’s hands on him were helping more than he expected. “F-fine... I’ll try.”
“Mm...” Leo purred in his ear, “I’m glad to hear it.”
Even with the enormous amount of food he’d already packed into himself, Takumi couldn’t find anything unappetizing about the food in front of him. Every bite was just as good as the last. It was heaven. And Leo couldn’t agree more, his hands tracing every inch of him as Takumi’s stomach swelled further, and his burps grew louder and more frequent. Good manners be damned, there was incredible food to be had, and intimacy to be shared.
The night was far from over.
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