pondering that orb

FOOD/EATING AS A LOVE LANGUAGE, I LOVE YOU FOOD/EATING AS A LOVE LANGUAGE !!!!!!!!!!!!

garbage disposal ass boyfriend who you can always give your food to when you can't finish it and he's so polite he doesn't turn down even a full plate of stuff so he ends up with quite the round and taut belly but he knows it was worth it for the rubs at home

Those little gestures. When you lean back after a meal, your belly sticking out round as a ball, and you slide your waistband to the narrowest spot beneath that mountain of a belly to make yourself more comfortable. You say you’re so full. And I say, “Ice cream?” and your eyes light up and you say, “Of course, yes.” When I put a bag of chips next to you half an hour later and your hand immediately sinks into it until there isn’t a single chip left. Then you pull up your shirt, show me your stuffed belly, and look like a little puppy begging to have its belly rubbed. Nothing would make me happier, my good boy! Take that shirt off right now. My hands stroke and knead your fullness, and you look so happy and content it makes my heart sing. But once you’ve digested a bit, you could do me a favor and lie down on top of me, couldn’t you? I love feeling your weight, too. It calms me so much and is so cozy.