🩷 “His Belly, My Love Language”
Wade Felton x OC Ella | SFW | Soft Feedism | Romance | ~1k words
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Wade lay back on the couch, one hand splayed over his stomach, the other limply hanging off the edge of the cushions. His shirt had ridden up just above his bellybutton, exposing soft skin and the subtle red line his waistband had left behind. His breaths came deep and slow — not pained, but heavy with the fullness of comfort food and affection.
Ella perched beside him, her knee brushing his hip, a satisfied little smile tugging at her lips. The last empty pie plate sat on the coffee table, its edges smudged with filling. Cherry, his favorite.
“You always feed me like I’m your personal mission,” Wade mumbled, eyes half-closed, voice honey-slow.
“I feed you because you’re cute when you’re full,” she said, tracing a lazy circle over the soft curve of his belly. “And because you never say no to pie.”
He gave a low, bashful laugh, the kind that jiggled through his chest and down to where her fingers lingered. She adored the way his body responded — not just in size, but in softness, in warmth, in quiet submission to her care. There was something sacred in watching him let go.
“You’re spoiling me,” he murmured, tilting his head just enough to look at her with sleepy eyes. “I don’t deserve it.”
Ella frowned at that, gently pushing his hair off his forehead. “Don’t say that. You do.”
Wade shifted slightly, a groan escaping his lips as the motion pressed into his full stomach. She leaned down quickly, her lips brushing his cheek, his jaw, the corner of his mouth.
“You deserve to be full,” she whispered. “Loved. Safe.”
He swallowed hard. His free hand reached for hers and squeezed.
“I dunno what to do with you,” he said, his voice rough and breaking just a little.
Ella smiled and leaned down again, this time pressing a kiss directly to the soft center of his belly. She felt him shiver.
“Just lie here,” she said softly. “Let me love you.”
And he did.
💌 Side Note:
This story is written with love for fans of soft feedism, emotional intimacy, and body-positive storytelling. Wade Felton is portrayed here through a gentle, fictional lens, imagining a version of him in a safe, consensual dynamic. This fanfic does not aim to sexualize or objectify the character or actor, but rather to explore tender relationship dynamics with warmth and care. 🩷