The next day Mary
woke up beside Thomas, both of her arms draped around his waist and
his head nested in between her chin and shoulder. She smoothed a flat
palm over his belly, to find that it hadn't shrunk as much in the
night as she'd hoped. It still pushed against the fabric of his
shirt, standing out in contrast to his slim hips. Feeling a pang of
pity for her man, Mary rolled onto her side and pressed a gentle kiss
to his forehead. She hoped he would sleep a bit longer and let his
tummy go back to normal, but the kiss seemed to awaken him from his
determined slumber. "Mer...?" Tom murmured, his voice laced
with sleep and pain.
Tom." Mary murmured, stroking a hand down his bare back to
soothe him. It seemed that his tummy ache hadn't dissipated in the
night. A sickly gurgle filled the silence between them, followed by a
groan of agony from Tom. "Sweetie?" Mary asked, sitting up
a bit so that she could turn on their bedside light. Thomas only
squirmed away from the light, wrapping his arms around his stomach
and burying his head in Mary's breasts. Typically this was an
invitation for something completely different, but Mary could tell
that Thomas wasn't feeling anywhere near sexy. She flipped the light
off and snuggled back down beside Tom. "Alright, back to bed
then." She soothed, wrapping her arms around Tom's middle so she
could cup his swollen belly in her warm hands.
They lay there for a
while, Mary holding Tom close and doing everything in her power to
soothe his sickly stomach, and Tom doing his best to pretend that he
wasn't in any pain. A few times Mary asked if how he felt, and he
tried to deny his discomfort, but his stomach gurgled otherwise. It
seemed that the bellyache had no intention of going away easily.
Around noon, Mary
had drifted off beside Thomas when she was woken by a particularly
sick sound coming from his stomach. She opened her eyes to find
Thomas curled around her hands, desperately trying to push them into
the center of his belly. "Sweetie." She murmured, pulling a
way and sitting up. She turned on the light and studied her man.
Thomas was pale and sweaty and his eyes were red with exhaustion.
Gently Mary stroked her boyfriend's soft hair and smiled down at him.
"Hey, it'll be okay." She promised. "I'm here."
Thomas moaned as a new series of cramps racked through his stomach.
"Help, please." Mary's heart broke a little bit, seeing him
like this, but she nodded.
"Lay on your
back for me." Mary instructed. Slowly Thomas obeyed, laying back
with his poor tummy stuck up in the air. Mary made her move then, she
took her position on his hips, to give pressure to his lower tummy,
and then began to rub gentle circles on Thomas's upper belly. Moans
followed, some of pleasure but most of pain. As Mary began to grow
more confident she applied gentle pressure to the cramps on Thomas’s
side. He moaned softly, as the pain began to alleviate and pleasure
began to take over. She lay her hand flat across the strip of swollen
belly beneath his belly button and pushed down. Instantly Thomas let
loose a series of deep burps, blushing deeper with each belch. “I’m
so—uuuurrp---sorry.” He groaned, looking embarrassed.
Mary pressed a kiss to his lips and tangled her hand in his soft
feeling better.” She ordered. Thomas nodded, turning his head
to let out another belch. It seemed that the pressure of Mary’s
belly on top of his was helping the gas move throughout his body.
Slowly, burp after burp, Tom’s stomach began to deflate and the
cramps seemed to cease. Mary rubbed a few more cramps out for Tom.
And then slowly Tom seemed to enjoy Mary’s attention more and
more. He squirmed lightly under her hands, guiding them to aches and
pains. He moaned out of pleasure and finally, pulled her completely
on top of him.
so amazing.” He murmured, kissing Mary joyously, his hands
slipping under her tank top and cupping her breasts. “Thank
you.” Mary smiled down at him, pressing soft kisses to his
jawline and forehead.
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