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Locked until he pops |

Waking up with no prior memory of how he got into the room was not new for the Hotel. Having a locked door opening by specific means was run of the mill too; the usual get one's partner to orgasm the Hotel's go to. Heine has some time to think this room is another quick fuck and let go, but the faint aroma of sweets tell him he's wrong.

More so when he lifts from his seat and discovers who else is in waiting. She's still sleeping, dark hair frayed over her eyes and a gentle rise of her breath chest. She's attractive for certain. He isn't a moron or so with drawn he can't see that; or want that.

There's already a warmth radiating from his neck. Soft to no startle, he speaks her name and questions if he ought to shake her. Touch wins out and his hands take her shoulders to wake her.

"Hey, wake up Naoto." Enough rattling and a piece of paper flutters from her pocket addressed to her and their means of getting out of this room.

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"Rather-- feed you." Who knows why. Might have a thing or two to do with control, his eyes darting aside in thought and focusing back when another offer comes. He abides, eats from her hand, and laps at his lips just to see how Naoto reacts.

"No. It's just weird. Strange." He's nonchalant, although he can't deny there's a budding warmth in the pit of his stomach and eating feels second nature by each offer.

It is attractive, but it helps that he's equally attractive right now. "Maybe after we leave." Though she's starting to feel good about feeding him. Slowly, he gets the cake pushed into his mouth, while her other hand moves down to touch his stomach.

"Don't make yourself sick."

"That a promise?" There's an appeal the more Heine considers it, his mouth opening to take the cake and chew away. The wayward hand to his stomach comes to some surprise. He feels fine; a little fuller, but not yet fit to pop.

"I won't. Besides- you have to feed me, remember?" He smiles and laps at the frosting on his lips.

With the next piece of cake gone, Naoto switches over to cinnamon rolls covered in frosting, pulling parts off and pushing them into his mouth. "If there's anything left after you're done."

Her thumb, covered in frosting, rests against his lips for him to lick. "I think you like it."

"A tall order if you think you can fit all of it in me." There is a lot to take in visibly speaking. He clears his throat at the thumb offering and licks clean aware for the first time how much warmer he feels.

Warm and stirring in want.

"That so? Maybe I like other things." He taunts, tongue lapping at her thumb one last time. "Not so much feeling too full-- it's more than I usually eat you know?"

"Don't challenge me." Since she was in charge here, feeding him, she was definitely going to see how far he could be pushed. He could always handle a little bit more than he thought he could.

"I think you just like me." She grabs another cinnamon roll and begins to feed that to him, "I know. But you probably should eat more."

"Why not?" It's a tread he can tug and appears to spur Naoto into further action. Little beknownest to him how far she intends to feed him. Stuffed was the purpose, just not how stuffed.

He does eat more, thoughts circling on what to reply.

"I do like you." He's putting up with this right? "Until I'm stuffed, right?"

"Until you feel ready to pop." She confirms. Although maybe she didn't confirm that with him just yet.

She grabs some cookies and pushes those into his mouth too. "If you're getting turned on, you'll have to wait."

"You're enjoying this. No doubt." The letter had in how they are to get out, except the extent of how much was left vague. Hearing Naoto say it so nonchalant and wanting to push him to such a limit is-- intriguing.

The extra mouthful silences him into chew and takes a moment to get down, his stomach starting to ache from its contents and perhaps even ballooning out a little.

"Who said I was? Are you getting wet from stuffing me?" He taunts back.

"Who can say?" She's absolutely enjoying this, perhaps far more than she should. But then again, it's nice to see him being dominated a bit. She moves in closer, feeling his stomach underneath her hand.

"You're still small." Though he doesn't help that he is attractive anyways. "How're you feeling?" Giving him more cookies to eat.

"I can." No leap of logic there when she keeps feeding him and rubbing his stomach, the once slender middle starting bud into a bump with how much she's been shoving into him. And continues too as cookies are pushed into his mouth leaving him little room to talk; or tease.

"Hey-- slow down." Heine mutters swallowing the last mouthful. "Full. Warm. How about you?" Warm too he thinks as he runs fingers down the side of her leg.

"Sorry." She got excited, but she wouldn't admit it outloud. Not when he was absolutely catching on to how much she enjoyed it. Her fingers on his stomach and giving it a rub.

"Fine." Yeah, he probably has already caught on. Oh well. "I think you look good."

"Thought I looked good already-- or better looking with a belly?" He taunted keen to Naoto's enjoyment of his stuffing. Heine hummed and shut his eyes at the rub of his stomach; the gentle rise at odds with how thin he usually was.

"Not fair I don't get to feed you too." He added tracing along her hip with his fingers.

"...Better." She confirms, rubbing up that stomach before putting a doughnut into his mouth. "You might not get to feed me, but there's something else you can do later."

Moving in to kiss him on the lips, "Promise."

"Better?" He huffs in slight amusement before eating the doughnut placed in his mouth. Hearing he's in no position to feed her comes as a let down; but something better earns a slight smirk.

"Shame, I think you'd like good with a belly-- but something else later sounds-- good." He kisses back and finds his shirt tugging about his budding belly. "And what is that later entail?"

"You're getting greedy." She sighs and pushes a small slice of cake into his mouth. "Isn't it better to be surprised?" Moving in to kiss him again and touching his cheek.

"Just keep eating and don't worry about it."

"How can I not worry. You're supposed to feed me until I can't move, right?" Something to that effect, which would leave him with a considerable belly at best. He eats all the same shooting looks of amusement and making circles on her thigh with his fingers.

"I'm getting... rounder." Heine chimes aware of his stomach turning round over the amount fed to him. It's getting harder to stomach it all. How much is he really gonna have to eat?

"Rather... eat you out." The food and hotel's effects taking a toll in favor of sex.

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it's okay! glad to hear things are better though

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