A/N: All the food mentioned- as you know, are energon based food. I actually described the meals a bit more, and it got annoying real fast trying to get the word energon into the meal names. So, the foods I found by googling meals, and I just wrote them like that. But, they are indeed eating energon food, not people food. It just bothered me trying to get the energon food in it- was very much repetitive. Sorry for the delay!
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The tall blue bot briskly moved around the small kitchen area of his living quarters as he worked quickly to prepare his surprise for his lover. Everything just had to be perfect! He was rounding the last 30 minutes before dinner was to be served, and with a hurried pace, Skids was stirring pots, taking baked goods out to cool while replacing others to start cooking. He was working up quite a sweat with the heat from all the cooking, and turning on the fan didn't provide much relief. Letting out a huff, he smiled to himself and pushed himself through the final preparations.
Of course cooking was not the only thing he had to prepare for. He wanted the meal to be romantic as well. While he let the main course simmer, Skids took to setting the table. His best dishes were laid out, his finest utensils were wrapped in a cloth napkin, and a big chair with the softest cushion sat at the head of the table. Taking a moment to look over the setup, Skid's frowned.
"Needs something..." He bit his lip as he thought. "Aha!" The blue mech quickly walked to the cupboard and pulled out some candles. He skipped over the scented ones- no need for them because the energon food he was cooking provided enough aroma. He sought the candles just for their mood. Once three candles were selected- two white ones and a red one- chosen because of being his lover's colors, Skids set them off to one side of the table. He didn't need the tapers getting in the way and knocked over. "There. Now it's perfect!"
Skids was in the process of setting the first course out on the table when a knock was heard at the door. "Come in, it's open!" The blue mech called out, twiddling his fingers in excitement and in The last second-fear. What if this fetish of his disgusted his lover? What if Swerve would laugh at him? Worst of all, what if Swerve would not want to be with him anymore?
"Why the glum face?" Swerve asked half-heartily as well as with a bit of concern. "What happened to the bot who just earlier was revving his engines and about to jump off the stool to get at me? Where'dya put 'em?" Swerve jokingly looked around the room.
"HA Ha, amusing," Skids said. "Just... Just making sure everything is perfect."
"So this is the surprise?" Swerve asked. "Cooked me a little something?"
"Y-yeah," Skids muttered as he read his lover's reaction. Was he disappointed?
"That's great!" Swerve answered with a smile. "I'm starving. I hadn't eaten all day." HE sucked in a big breath of air. "Smells delicious!"
"It'll taste even better," Skids grinned as he ushered the smaller bot to the chair. Once the smell red and white mech was seated, Skids pushed the chair in some and placed a quick kiss to the helm. Leaning over, he pulled a tray of appetizers over. "Take your pick." He watched as Swerve looked over the treats set on the plate before him.
"There's too many to choose from," The smaller bot said as he tried to make a choice.
"Try this one," Skids said as he pointed to one of the pre-meal snacks. "It's a cranberry-walnut brie. It features three flavors, the cranberry, walnut and a hint of thyme, spread over smoked brie- that is a cheese mold that I have matured for a few months for the strongest flavor."
"Seems like an awful lot of work for one little appetizer," Swerve said. "And, did you just say it's over a month old?"
"It's well worth it, trust me," Skids smiled and watched as the other mech took a bite. A smile appeared on his face upon seeing his lover's eyed widen and hearing a hum. "Good, right?"
"Uhhmmm-hmmm," Swerve replied with his mouth full for he shoved the rest of the snack in his mouth. He swallowed and looked over the other treats on the plate. "What's this one?"
"That, my love, is some potato- gruyere tartlets," Skids spoke as he grabbed the bit sized treat. "This is a flaky puff pastry that features the flavor of potato gratin, only smaller." He raised the treat to Swerve's mouth and when the other opened his mouth to take a bit, he shoved the whole thing in.
"Heargghh," Swerve muttered at first, but then had to resort to chewing.
"It's not polite to speak with your mouth full," The larger mech teased as he gently ran a finger over the stuffed cheeks. Swerve swallowed and opened his mouth to retort, but instead of words coming out, another tartlet was shoved in. While the little bot wore a face of mock agitation, there was no hiding the slight upturn of his lips as he enjoyed the tasty treat. "Knew you'd like it."
"Swerve swallowed. "Yeah, but that doesn't me-" His words were silenced as another tartlet was shoved in his mouth followed by the soft chuckle of his lover.
"Looks like I finally found a way to shut you up, eh?" Skids laughed. He enjoyed the look of the red and white mech's face.
"Yer lucky I love ya," Swerve stated with a pout. "And this food tastes so good."
"While we are on the tarts, give this one a try," Skids picked up another tart, this one full size. "This is a caramelized onion Tart." He held it to the Swerve's lips and let him take a bite out of it. "This contains caramelized red and yellow onions on a puffed pastry. Has a nice flaky texture to it."
Swerve nodded in agreement and swallowed his mouth full and opened his mouth for more. Another chunk was shoved in, and the smaller mech hummed in appreciation. This was such a sight to see! Skids smiled to himself as he watched his lover devour treat after treat. All past fears of being mocked or laughed at were gone. It filled his spark as he watched the red and white mech gobble up one appetizer after another. It also warmed his frame up some.
"What are there?" Swerve asked as he pointed to the next treat on the tray. "It looks weird."
"Looks can be rather deceiving," Skids hummed out. "Those are something I made just for you. They are grilled stuffed jalapeno's, which have a rich, creamy combination of bacon, cream cheese, and cheddar. All of which are stuffed into a spicy grilled pepper. I think they reflect you rather well."
"Hey, are you saying I'm green and stuffed?" Swerve teased, but still held his mouth open.
"No, I am saying your a bit hot," Skids answered as he gave his lover a bite. He watched as his partner chewed, eyeing him carefully in fear the treats were too spicy. "How do you like it?"
"Ya know..." Swerve said in between chewing, " Just enough spice to give it some zing. And, well, who can't love bacon?" He held his mouth open for the remaining portion to be popped in. He savored the flavor as he finished off a few of the spicy treats. Once they were finished, he picked up the last remaining dish.
"That is a tunision brik-style eggs," Skids said and let the other mech bit into it. "Do you know what's in them?"
"Erm... Eggs," Swerve smartly replied.
"You're silly," Skids said with a loving smile. " Yes, eggs are in it, as well as potato chunks that are stuffed inside a crispy phyllo dough pastry." The blue mech felt a tingle in his spark upon seeing the red and white mech swallow and lick his lips. He offered the rest of the treat to him, which was devoured along with the remaining four egg pastries.
Soon, Swerve wore a pout as he looked at the empty tray. "Pooey... All done. It was a good little meal. You cook so well, who'da thought?"
"You're not done just yet," Skids said as he grabbed the empty tray and walked it over to the countertop, set it down, and prepared the next tray. Once the plate was full again, he walked back to the table. He pondered to himself if the small mech could even finish his meal- perhaps he went a bit overboard? However, Swerve's eyes widened as he licked his lips.
"Am I seeing my favorite dishes?" Swerve said. "Man, what a nice surprise! Good thing I brought my appetite, right?"
Skids nodded and pulled up a chair. "What do you want first?"
"The soup!" Swerve said. "It looks so yummy."
"Creamy corn and vegetable soup," Skids said as he grabbed a spoonful and carefully brought it to his lover's lips. "Your favorite, I know."
As soon as the spoon was brought to his lips, Swerve opened up and wrapped his lips around the spoon as it was pulled out. He hummed as he savored the delicious taste. Once he swallowed, he licked his lips and eagerly took the second spoonful. And then the third, followed by the fourth. Soon, Skids scooped up the last bit of soup for his lover.
"That was tasty," Swerve said with a huff as he eyed the rest of the food on the table. "Um... You really cooked a lot of food..."
"You can handle it," Skids replied.
"I dunno..." Swerve spoke as he rubbed his belly. "Starting to get full..."
"Hmmm..." Skids hummed as he reached out and gave the other mech's belly a pinch, which earned him a little squeal. The stomach was firm- the appetizers and soup were starting to fill him up- his belly swelled out a smidge- but there was room for more. "You still got plenty of room. Do you need some help?" Skids didn't even wait for an answer. Instead, he mentioned for his smaller lover to stand up while he sat down and patted his lap. "Sit."
Swerve did as he was told, hopping up onto the blue mech's lap. "And how ... Exactly... Is this going to help me? Not that I am really complaining, mind you." Swerve snuggled into the mech behind him.
"Because," Skids responded by inching the chair forward a bit, then rubbing his servo's down the smaller mech's chest to finally rub over the little belly. Servo's messaged in tight circles, then began to dance lightly in a sporadic pattern. Skids inhaled deeply as he pulled the smaller mech close to him and upon feeling Swerve give a relaxing moan, his engines began to purr.
"Does this turn you on?" Swerve asked.
"Hmmm?" Skids questioned as he was too busy burying his face in the red and white mech's neck cables. He would lick along the cables first, then gently nip; causing its owner's vents to hitch. Did his lover know what he was doing to him? Letting out another purr, Skids spoke, "Enjoying this?"
"Yesss..." Swerve whined as eh arched his back and pulled his helm to the side to expose his neck more. But the licks never returned. The only contact made was a gentle pat on his belly.
"Eat your dinner," Skids firmly said.
"Eerrrrrrghmmmm," Swerve whines. "But I like what you were doing..."
"Before you have dessert, you have to finish your dinner," Skids whispers before he plants a kiss to his lover's cheek.
"You never answered my question," Swerve said.
"What?"
"Do you have some kind of feeding fetish or something?" Swerve casually asked as he selected a meatloaf sandwich served with cheesy curly french fries but only idly played with the food instead of eating it.
Skids didn't answer. Suddenly he lost his voice-because he was scared. Fear raced through his mind as he thought about what if's. What if the answer grossed his lover out? Sure, he acted pleased to be served his favorite dishes- anyone would when they were hungry. But would that joy turn to disgust when it was discovered he got all hot over a stuffed belly?
"What's wrong, cybercat got your tongue?" Swerve said as he looked up at his lover and gave a smile. A smile which faded and turned into a look of concern. "What's wrong?"
Skids still couldn't answer. Fear still rang through his processor. "I... Ah..." He only managed to stumble out words. He felt hands cover his own and guide them to rub the belly once again. "Um..."
"Skids..."Swerve said softly. "It's okay. Look, you can be honest with me. Be yourself." The smaller mech snuggled in closer. "I want to see you get as worked up as you did earlier."
"You... You won't be disgusted?" Skids muttered.
"How can seeing you get all hot and bothered gross me out?" Swerve replied, wearing a grin.
"You'd... Really..." Skids trailed off.
"Eat for you?" Swerve finished. "If that's what turns you on. Frag, I been trying to find out what grinds yer gears really badly for the longest time!"
Skids felt a huge burden lift off his chest. Hearing his lover state he was willing to stuff himself for his pleasure was relieving- and arousing. His hands groped at the belly again as a happy rumble of his engines escaped.
"SO, you gonna tell me what I am eating?" Swerve lewdly asked.
"That is a south-western meatloaf sandwich," Skids proudly spoke once again. "Instead of using bread crumbs in the meatloaf to hold its shape while cooking, I used crushed tortilla chips. Smothered on top as a spread is a chipotle salsa for medium hotness mixed with a southwestern sauce. I know how you like your potato dishes, so served with the sandwich is fondue fries-not just regular type of cheese- but the best melted swiss cheese. Of course, I know how much you love curly fries as opposed to straight or steak fries."
"Wow, you really put a lot of work into this," Swerve said as he picked up the sandwich and took a bite. He hummed as he chewed the mouthful, enjoying the rich flavor and then swallowed. "Tastes great!" He immediately took another huge bite and squirmed a bit upon some sauce dripping out of his mouth and sliding down his chin.
"Such a messy eater," Skids teased as he tilted his lover's head up to lick at the fallen sauce. "Perhaps I should get you a bib?"
Swerve swallowed his mouthful and glared. "Hey...I ain't no baby-" His retorts were cut off when Skids guided the sandwich back to his mouth. The smaller mech had no choice but to take another huge bite.
"Don't ruin the moment by talking," Skids laughed, gave the other's helm a quick kiss and rubbed his hands over the swelled belly. Swerve exhaled in defeat and chewed the food and allowed the rest of the sandwich to be fed to him. The fondue fries were up next, which proved to be a messy meal to be fed. As hard as Skids tried to get the cheesy fries in the other's mouth, some cheesy would drip off splattering over blue fingers and even over the smaller mech's body.
"Look who's making the mess now," Swerve teased. "Now I need to help you clean up, hmm?" He took the other mech's fingers and slowly stuck them into his mouth- one by one- to suck the melted cheese off. Swerve knew what he was doing and did his best to tease his partner the best he could. He would insert a digit, wrap his lips around it, and ever so slowly pull it out of his mouth while his tongue danced around to lick at the cheese.
"You're such a little tease..." Skids huskily said.
"Not as much as a tease as you are. You gonna feed me the rest of those fries or am I just gonna starve to death?" Swerve said as he sat with his mouth held open. Skids just chuckled as he did as he was told: feed him the fries. One after one, the curly fries were shoved into the waiting mouth, and eventually the dish was finished.
"Shall we try this one next?" Skids asked, but didn't really wait for an answer because he was already pulling a heaping serving bowl closer and scooping its contents on a fork. "This dish is a chicken pasta skillet, featuring rotini pasta and grilled chicken that is cut into bite sized pieces..." Skids continued to talk as he placed a fork-full of the dish into his lover's mouth. "...flavored with green peppers and onions. The whole dish is smothered with shredded mozzarella cheese."
Swerve worked on chewing the mouthful, closing his optics as he savored the flavor. Another fork-full was waiting upon swallowing, and he opened up eager to please his partner. This ritual continued on, fork-full after fork-full, and soon, the smaller mech was slowing down.
"Getting full?" Skids asked as he gave a gentle pat to the much more swelled belly. "You are doing so good." The blue mech cooed as his servo's messaged at the chubby belly. Upon lifting the much rounder belly up only to drop it, he revved his engines. "You are looking so sexy...feel so soft..."
"Stop ruining the moment with talkin' Skids," Swerve joked. "There's still food left, and there is still room in my tummy." A belch had escaped Swerve's mouth, and the smaller mech threw his hands over his mouth in embarrassment.
"Excuse you," Skids said as he jiggled and the flabby round belly. "You know, in some cultures, belching is seen as a compliment of a well cooked meal. But hearing you asking for more is the real compliment to me." Before returning to feeding his lover, Skids hooked a finger under the other mech's chin to tilt the helm up. At first, he placed a gentle kiss to the lips, then the next kiss involved licking his tongue across those lips, and finally, the kiss ended with a playful nip. Wearing a lewd smile, Skids pulled away and focused on the task at hand: stuffing his chubby lover even more. After all, he was asking for it.
Skids knew this fun would soon come to an end, so he took the enjoyment of the moment while it lasted. Seeing Swerve's body expand into soft, warm flab was such a treat to him. Feeling the weight on his lap grow heavier and heavier was enough to drive him nuts. And the feeling of the soft, jiggly belly in between his fingers was the nicest thing he'd ever felt in a long time. But what got to him the most was how swelled out his lover's belly became and how it now dropped over his hips and now started to lay on his lap.
In an attempt to get more comfortable, Swerve spread his legs and laid back against his partner's chest. Looking over his lover's now chubby body, Swerve discovered that not only did Swerve's belly bulge a lot more, but his thighs were quite fat as well. With a groan of excitement, Skid's couldn't help but to set down the fork and rub his hands all over the squishy body. Those thighs felt as amazing as they looked! He couldn't keep his servo's to himself, and also couldn't help but to notice how Swerve's body had heated up as well.
Upon seeing Swerve rub his hands over his flabby belly and hearing that belly grumble, Skids couldn't hold back anymore: his cooling fans clicked on. Never in his wildest dreams did he ever imagine this would be so hot! Yes, he had an overactive imagination, but there was no way that he could think up this scene as good. Seeing his stuffed lover rub his hands on his belly and feeling the heavy weight on his lap was driving him wild! With the way his own body was heating up, he didn't know how much longer he could last- he felt his interface panel grow warm and his spike was beginning to pressurize.
"Say," Skids said as he placed his hands on the rounded midsection and gave a slight jiggle. "Ready for dessert?" His hands roamed down to his partner's interface panel and began rubbing. What he felt was a surprise: the panel was warmed up and some fluids had already started to seep out the seems. Skids couldn't help but to chuckle. "Feeling good?"
Huffing slightly, Swerve smiled. "Hmmmm... Boy, you have no idea! About that dessert..."