Nononono DONT think about Steve lounging in your bedroom and looking so precious staring at the ceiling and talking nonsense that you’re not really paying attention to because his shirt is riding up and you’re staring at his happy trail and don’t think about going over to him and tickling it, nuzzling it, licking it, biting it, kissing it literally just doting on it doting on him because he’s so precious

DONT THINK ?? NONNIE SAYS DONT THINK ABOUT THIS??? bold of you to assume it’s not always on my mind 😵‍💫 

he’ll be doing that thing he does, like grabbing a baseball or smth that he’s got in his room and chucking it up over and over as he just talks to you — and you’re supposed to be getting ready so you guys can leave, but you’ve accidentally got stuck half hovering in the doorway to his bathroom to listen to him and honestly? getting ready goes outtt the window the moment he chucks the baseball too far back and his whole shirt rides up a bit when he reaches for it and fuckkkk, there’s that happy trail you actually cannot get enough of 🤤

steve is blissfully unaware of your staring, pouting over losing the ball, which has rolled out of reach. he flops back on the bed, arms tucking back under his head instead. he finally looks back over at you to check on you and catches your staring and gives a little chuckle, “what?” 

and you just sigh dramatically, and pad over to him and clamber up on the bed— slumping over so you’re resting your head on his tummy, looking up at him and steve is smiling all sweet at you, not at all having caught on to your antics. the first kiss is innocent enough, just a soft one to the warm skin of his tummy and steve smiles, cheeks going a bit pink, because listen, he knows you love his tummy. you have said it time and time again. so really it’s not that surprising when you dot another and another, nuzzling along the plains of his tummy and leaving hot wet kisses. it’s when you give the tiniest scrape of your teeth that steve sucks in a breath. 

“sweetheart,” he starts and you’re instantly pouting between your kisses. 

“what? m’not allowed to love on you?” you say, nosing along his navel, lips beginning to proper kiss and suckle along the skin, looking to see the faintest of bruises come up. steve releases a breath that sounds just faintly like a groan and it makes you grin like a cheshire cat. you continue, nose nuzzling the hair along his happy trail while you work a lovebite on his navel, nipping and sucking in a way that definitely has his hips shifting beneath you. his hands have long since moved down from behind his head to grip at the sheets but it’s not like that— well, not quite like that, honest :( you just want to dote on him! 

“we’re- you’re suppose… supposed to be getting ready,” steve reminds you, words a lot breathier this time and you’re wickedly delighted at the sound of him. your hands are half holding his hips still, half tracing your thumbs along his hip bones because it’s true, you just love his tummy, his navel, his happy trail — you could press kisses here all day happily. “s’just kisses, baby.” you break away for a moment to say. your continue working a nice hickie right beside his happy trail and murmur into his skin, “just love you. love your tummy,” you hum and steve actually does groan aloud at that, eyes screwing up a bit, pinker in the face. steve knows you mean it too; you adore him but especially this part of him & steve’s never had this kind of devotion before, it literally makes his head spin. least to say, you guys are very late to heading out :))

i love my tummy ⋆˚🐾˖°

confession time. i have been hcing my faves as liking plus-size ladies for my own confidence for a while but it just feels so… oddly natural for jy? i don’t know why i just get the vibe.

him always thinking about how soft you are, how lovely you feel to hold, making sure you’re always comfortable and taken care of. never letting you forget how gorgeous he finds you, never letting you walk past without a kiss and a grab at your thigh or hip or stomach. and he catches himself thinking more often than he expects about holding you close, showing you and your body the adoration you deserve. he has loved you this whole time, of course, but the thoughts have started to make his day-to-day duties just a bit more difficult, because now that he has had a taste of you he’s completely addicted.

he’d spoil you, all but certainly. his adorable, soft, loving wife shouldn’t want for a thing! and of course, he wouldn’t want you to lose that lovely figure of yours, either!

so long story short i also would like for him to hold my tummy for a little bit. maybe nibble on it if he wanted to. idk sorry for waxing poetic i hope you liked it though! fhsjdhd

This is so lovely 😔💕💕💕 and so true! Jing Yuan likes soft, cute things. I think he wouldn’t really have a preference in body type, but once he starts to romance you, his preference is simply… you. You, your body, healthy and happy, and if that means you’re more plush and have more for him to hold onto, then he’s truly content.

I also love love the idea of him holding ur tummy like mgmgmgnmm…….. and biting it too 😔 loves to nibble on your tummy and your thighs. Would absolutely blow raspberries on your skin to make you squirm and laugh for him. He’s so infatuated with u fr GOD idk idk I just love being a little squishy and cute. He’d love it too!!

tummy appreciation 😌

I couldn't get the thought out of my head of Alastor not eating enough and needing Rosie to take care of him a bit. I had to doodle it. We are body positivity in this house.

Tummy, Tummy, Tummy~♡

mornings were made for hands on me, NOT working

you will not convince me otherwise

I love how everyone I've been with in the past never understood why I loved tummies so much. Why I wanted to cover it in kisses, bite them, etc.

Now here's my fiancée who equally loves tummies.

& all the trans fems of Tumblr who loves tummies

Just ugh it's so good.

And I'm not weird for being a tummy lover!

Tummies are great. You can't change my mind.

Packing never felt so good >:)