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Francis still wasn't sure why James liked his stomach. James very much understood why he liked Francis's stomach.
It spoke of home, softness, indulgence in the best way. It spoke of trauma but also healing, but more than anything else it was just Francis.
Soft, cuddly and round.
Just right.
So James loved any occasion where he got to play around with Francis's stomach. Whether that was through sex or other kinds of intimacy, he loved to have fun with it and hear Francis laugh at his rambunctiousness.
Sometimes though, things caught him out of the blue.
Like one afternoon when Francis was wearing a hoodie around the house on a lazy Sunday. The living room was heating up, and Francis was just taking the item of clothing off when James walked in with two cups of tea.
Francis's t-shirt hiked up in just the right way to reveal his stomach in all its glory and some of his chest too, presenting such an image of splendour that James was momentarily spellbound.
Francis of old would have hurriedly pulled down his shirt and ruffled until it looked like nothing had happened. But this Francis looked down at himself and smiled, perhaps remembering how much James liked this area of his body. He gave his stomach a pat and then pulled his t-shirt down, loose fitting and wonderful.
Then he spied a tearful looking James and James had such a wide smile on his face that he was sure all of his teeth were showing.
"James?", Francis questioned, immediately in front of his immoveable boyfriend, hands on his arms.
"Francis", James breathed, and the tone of his voice made Francis shiver.
"You entranced me, Francis."
"James!", Francis says again, a blush already forming on his cheeks.
If James had either of his hands free, he would take Francis's face between his hands and kiss him senseless. He likely would in a few seconds time.
For now he tilted his head, taking in all his love had to offer.
"You are my fantasy, Francis."
It took Francis precisely one more second before he was gently taking the tea from James's hands, putting them on the sideboard and then kissing him senseless instead.