"Honestly, you do this every time," By.akuya sighed, adjusting his glasses. "One starts to believe you actually enjoy being stuffed beyond reason." He poked a harsh finger into Ma.koto's tummy, which was round and hard from being full of chocolate. The world's savior tended to get loads of chocolate from people all over the world, and (after they were tested for poison) he ended up working his way through all of it in a few days. He tried his hardest to eat all of it, never wanting anyone's work to go to waste, or to make anyone feel bad.
Which is how the world's savior ended up on the couch with a couple empty boxes and wrappers strewn about him, one hand on the swell of his stomach as he groaned.
"Ow!" Ma.koto whined. "Heyyy…"
"That's enough of that," Ky.oko sighed, shooting By.akuya a withering look. "Go get some water and ginger ale for him."
"Very well," By.akuya sighed, as Ky.oko knelt and began to gently massage Ma.koto's stomach.
"T-*hic*-thanks, Ky.oko…" Ma.koto blushed and pressed into her hands. "Sorry to cause trouble…"
"Your goal is admirable, but you shouldn't overdo it," she scolded him. "You can only fit so much."
"And this is all such low grade chocolate too." Bya.kuya set the requested drinks on the coffee table and picked up a piece of chocolate to eye critically. "You could at least gorge yourself with something better."
"People made and bought those for me, they worked hard and put thought into it!" Ma.koto protested. "Don't call them low grade!"
"He's only jealous you didn't eat his first," Ky.oko chuckled. "Now come on, drink a little and then let's give you a chance to rest."
The two of them stayed long enough to get Ma.koto comfy on the couch under a blanket, then once it looked like he was dozing off they left.
… which was when Ma.koto's other partner entered the scene.
"Oh… sorry, I didn't know you were sleeping," Na.gito whispered as he entered, the sound causing Ma.koto to sit up and yawn. He felt a little disoriented from falling asleep so full and then being woken up.
"S'okay," he murmured, opening his arms wide because he felt like cuddling and while Ky.oko and By.akuya usually needed some warming up to affection he knew Na.gito was starved for it.
As expected Na.gito slid onto the couch with him and cuddled close, kissing his cheek.
"Hm?" He reached under his side curiously and pulled out a chocolate wrapper. "What's this?"
"Oh, it's from those." Makoto gestured to the over laden coffee table covered in candies. "Ky.oko and By.akuya just scolded me for overdoing it," he chuckled. "I got too worked up trying to make sure everyone felt appreciated, which is silly cause how would they even know?"
"You're the one who needs to be appreciated."
Na.gito took Ma.koto's soft cheeks in his hands. "You're being so kind and thoughtful, but remember these are gifts for you! Because of all you've done! You're a hero to these people, you deserve to eat as much as you like!"
"W-well, I dunno…" Ma.koto blushed, but before he could argue any further a chocolate was pressed into his mouth.
"Does it taste good?" Na.gito asked with a smile.
Ma.koto moaned at the flavor and nodded enthusiastically.
"Then, would you like another?" Na.gito's grin widened as he held up a box of chocolates.
Maybe just some soon turned into many, and before long Ma.koto was leaning back against Na.gito so his partner could rub his growing stomach with one hand and feed him with the other. As he did this, he also lavished him with praise.
"These are basically like offerings to a god, hm?" He mused as he fed Ma.koto another piece and gave his stomach an affectionate squeeze. What had started as a slight curve under Ma.koto's t-shirt was now a swollen expanse resting in his lap, his shirt well past having ridden up.
"Nn?" Ma.koto's tongue lolled out to accept the piece as he made a dazed sound of confusion.
"You're so beautiful like this, when you let people treat you the way you deserve," Na.gito sighed dreamily. "Hm. I should keep you this well fed everyday, you seem to enjoy it." There were practically little cartoon hearts whirring about Nag.ito's head as he squeezed and jiggled Ma.koto's stomach with both hands.
Ma.koto burped and groaned. "Y-yeah?"
The two former lucky students turned their heads to the doorway, where Kyo.ko was raising an eyebrow at the scene.
"Oh! Hello Ky.oko!" Na.gito greeted her cheerfully. "Did you want to feed Ma.koto?"
"I wanted him to get some rest so he wouldn't get sick," she replied. "... but at least he looks happy…" she blushed slightly.
"Yes, I think so too." Na.gito rubbed Ma.koto's stomach, his smile growing somewhat amused as Kyo.ko approached to kneel by Mak.oto and feed him another piece.
