Derek wins a cruise vacation, but when he gets to the cruise ship it turns out a gainer cruise also booked when he did. He meets Stiles, and encourager who’s looking for love, and has a few tricks up his sleeve when it comes to encouraging. The trip is a month long and by the time they dock, Derek is heavier than should be possible to have gained in that time…and he and stiles are a definite item.
He got on the ship and they offered him colored lanyard- and he does a frantic google before deciding encourager doesn’t sound like his thing. Gainer….the more he reads about it and scrolls through videos and ‘before and after’ photos, the more flushed he gets and he definitely senses a match.
He turns down a lot of hopefuls who go out to him asking if he’s up to feed them, and sort of sighs and looks down at his own very flat middle and tells them keep looking. Most of them are chubby and Derek feels out of place…he doesn’t have the courage to approach anyone, he’s not even sure what he really wants, but he feels fairly confident his body says “toned and want to stay that way” instead of “feed me.”
He sits at the buffet, waiting for the cruise to leave port, sort of enviously looking at the pairs or trouples around him, being brought plates of food or someone rubbing their bellies shamelessly while hand feeding them. It looked…nice
He goes back to picking at his own rather meager plate when someone comes up to him. He’s attractive. Almost as tall as Derek, but not as muscular, so be looked softer around his face and middles
. “I know it’s only the first day, but man, it looks like you’re trying to lose weight.”
“I’m new at this,” Derek mumbles.
“Dude, all good. It’s a lot of people’s first time.”
“Not yours, I’m guessing?”
“Nah, third time. I’m Stiles.”
“Derek.”
“You know, I could offer you some tips if you’d like…”
Derek gestures for him to sit. Stiles immediately starts talking about the cruise and what shows he needs to see and the restaurants to try. Derek doesn’t even notice when his plate is empty. He stands to refill it, but Stiles waves him away.
“I got this. Someone has to show you what a full plate looks like.”
There’s a warmth pooling in Derek’s belly of both nervous, excited energy and the feeling of being somehow intimately cared for.
****
Stiles stays with him. Doesn’t seem eager to leave and when he reluctantly has to unpack in his room, he makes Derek promise they’ll meet up at dinner. Derek finds himself honestly agreeing.
He’s nervous, not sure what Stiles expects at all, how much should he order? He’s never had a huge appetite before….
Stiles orders him two glasses of wine, questions him lightly about his allergies and food preferences, and then tells him relax.
“The only wrong way to do this, is if you aren’t enjoying it.”
“And what do you get out of it?”
“I appreciate the view.”
Somehow, maybe the wine or listening to Stiles talk, Derek finished his appetizer, two entrees and his dessert. He’s definitely full, but not painfully so, and Stiles smiles brightly at him and mentions there’s ice cream up on deck 10.
He gets up and Stiles happily joins him, telling him, “looks like you enjoyed yourself.” And Derek can see his belly every so slightly rounded out from his rich meal.
***
Derek’s never been so happy. Day two Stiles wakes him up for breakfast buffet, plies Derek with plates and makes sure he’s adding butter and syrup on everything. Derek eats while Stiles explains his last boyfriend wanted to stop gaining- which Stiles respected but they went their own way.
Derek can’t imagine ever wanting to stop. If Stiles told him to eat until he was the size of the cruise ship- he would.
***
That evening they’re a little tipsy and Derek is more than a little full, belly actually painful, when they stumble into bed. Stiles is so, so gentle and his hands feel so good on Derek’s middle.
“I’m sorry I’m not bigger.”
Stiles kisses him. “We’ve got 12 days.
****
On the last day- Derek is coming off the ship with swim trunks and a truly awful tropical shirt Stiles had run to purchase him in the gift shop when his button had burst at dinner
None of the clothes he brought with him fit anymore, and Derek took that as a good sign for the future. Even in the swim trunks- he could feel them stretched uncomfortably tight around his ass and his belly was hanging over the waistband.
He wasn’t sure how he had managed to gain at least 30 pounds over the 2 weeks…but Stiles had certainly not been exaggerating about his skills as an encourager
with a kiss goodbye and Stiles phone number in his pocket- Derek couldn’t wait to have more than just 2 weeks with him.
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Strap in you filthy fuckers, I’m participating in kinktober this year. A total of 11 fics will be posted from October 1 - 31, specific dates and prompts are listed below:
Oct 1: Dreamy Desire | C. Leclerc ~ Somnophilia
Oct 4: Yes, Sir | L. Hamilton ~ Sir Kink
Oct 7: Guide Me | G. Russell ~ Guided Masturbation
Oct 10: Fill Me Up | C. Sainz ~ Breeding Kink
Oct 13: Anytime, Anywhere | D. Ricciardo ~ Free Use
Oct 16: Hot ‘n’ Cold | M. Verstappen - Temp Play
Oct 19: Sit On It | L. Norris ~ Cockwarming
Oct 22: Hands Full | O. Piastri ~ Nipple Play
Oct 25: Behave | P. Gasly ~ Spanking
Oct 28: Reflection | D. Ricciardo ~ Mirror Sex
Oct 31: Too Big | G. Russell ~ Size Kink
— have fun, stay filthy, and let me know if you’d like to be tagged for any of these fics. all kinktober fics will be tagged with #di’s kinky fics in case you want to block the tag.
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