#subtle bloat

Got a 3-panel reward from patreon to share. And in a first, it's of everyone's favorite holy boi, Sunday, feeling a tad overstuffed after Caelus took him out for "Sunday Lunch."

In addition to working on a good few fics and projects in between work, I also have a few fun scenes and images in my head that I just needed to share with y’all, featuring this glorious, red-eyed devil of my heart:

One idea that came to mind was a scenario of private relief featuring everyone’s favorite fancy boi of crime.  ;)

William is someone who carries himself with a degree of decorum but has shown his wilder side when the lights go off.  I can picture a scene wherein he maybe ate a LITTLE more than he expected he did, but is so good at maintaining his mask, you’d never guess he was feeling overstuffed.  Liam is a walking poker face after all. 

So, once he’s all alone and has some much needed privacy, William takes off his coat and vest, revealing there’s a distinct curve around his stomach.  And when he slowly unbuttons his dress shirt, William’s stomach pushes outward by nearly a foot, and William can’t help but moan at no longer having any constraint against his stomach.  Then he’d sit on a comfortable arm chair, lean back and firmly rub his bare, bloated belly with one hand.  His stomach would be so tight that there would be next to no give as he digs his fingertips into his taut middle, kneading and firmly massaging into it as he breathes in slowly. 

William would sit there, firmly caressing his immensely tight and overstuffed stomach, huffing as it gurgles noisily.  Until finally, his rubbing stirs something up.  Suddenly, with an even thicker burble, William grips his heavy belly firmly into his hand with his fingers clenched tight around his abdominals.  William tries to hold his free hand over his mouth, but it’s soon blown back as the young lord of crime burps so loudly and so hard that some drool dribbles down his chin in an undignified manner.  It’s a real rumbly one too; the sort of burp that comes from the deepest depths of his stomach, one that had been stuck in his gut for a while, festering and brewing until it finally expelled itself in spectacular fashion.  And it’s so loud that William’s eyes actually widen with an uncharacteristic sense of anxiety that someone might hear him.

But when it finally ends after a good few seconds, Liam gasps heavily, blushing a little as his eyes roll back and he slumps in his chair feeling immense relief.  He’s so relieved, in fact, that he can’t help giving his bloated belly a few satisfied pats, each one sounding like he’s slapping a ripe melon.  William eventually wipes his mouth and stifles another burp, before chuckling and excusing himself half-sincerely, half-sarcastically.

Lil on the messy side, but I got a few requests of Aidan burping so here’s a quick sketch I did of him letting loose a big smoky one after a hearty meal that I’m gonna be giving a once-over with my tablet.  And since y’all voted that you like seeing the taut subtle bloats, thought I’d give Aidan a more realistically bloated tight belly here, pants unzipped to boot, instead of the usual size.  :P