Gay Pastries
This is a Fionna and Cake (2023) fanfiction that includes stuffing, burps and belly noises. If you don't like this, please don't read. Thank you, and for the rest of you, enjoy <3
Marshall Lee laid against the brick wall, guitar in hand. He looked down at his guitar case; only about a couple bucks in there so far. Lee hoped to make more, so he could afford a place away from his mom.
So he lifted up his guitar, held the curve with his knee, and began strumming.
Tumbleweeds and Rattlesnake-
Grrrrbrbllle!
Lee was immediately thrown off his groove by his belly.
"Buddy," he jiggled his portly stomach. "It's my turn to sing, okay?"
brrrbl..
He couldn't afford a decent lunch with the money he had at the moment. But he felt his stomach writhe in hunger, pangs approaching by the minute. Then he remembered; the bag of cookies Fionna had given him. His mouth watered thinking about how wonderful they tasted.
As his belly bellowed a deep, sorrowful grumble, it was decided. Marshall was getting more cookies.
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"Welcome to Butler's Buttery Buns!" A cheery Gary Prince greeted. "How may I be of service today?"
Marshall Lee scanned the pastries behind the glass and, while looking good, didn't find the gingerbread men.
"Would you like some help finding something?" Gary asked.
Marshall blushed.
"N-no, no," Lee chuckled nervously. "I'm good! I was just..browsing..I should really get going-"
GRRRRBRBLLLE!..
Lee paused in his steps, frozen in his own cringe. His face flared up in temperature. He cringed even more as he heard the man behind the counter laugh gently.
"I.. I'm sorry. I'll leave you be-"
"No no! Don't go!" Gary rushed over. "That was just..cute is all. But golly, your tummy sounds ferocious."
Marshall looked at the man's face. His eyes sparkled like stars and he had the most adorable blush.
"So what were you looking for exactly?" Gary broke the silence.
"Oh! Um..I don't even know if you have them..my friend gave me these gingerbread men that had this delicious raspberry icing.."
"You thought they were delicious?!" Gary grinned.
Marshall backed up in surprise.
"Sorry." Gary chuckled. "I just…love baking those cookies. And it's great to hear feedback like that..very reassuring. Thanks.
"Wow. Um..you're welcome, I guess." Lee blushed.
"Unfortunately, we're out. In the meantime, I'm baking more in the oven. But I don't want you going anywhere on an empty belly."
"Oh please, um," Lee read Gary's name tag. "Gary! I appreciate it. But I don't have enough money to-"
"Friend. Baking is a passion of mine. I don't do it for the money. It's on the house."
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Luckily, his boss went home for the night, so Gary wouldn't suffer repercussions for giving away free pastries. He flipped the sign to 'closed', and then led Marshall to the break room.
"So while we wait for the cookie men to finish baking, I want you to try some other pastries I made! This one's an eclair with cream cheese inside."
Rrrrr…
"Wow…" Marshall took the eclair and took a bite out of it. Cream cheese poured into his mouth. But the icing on top perfectly balanced it out. It made his taste buds open up.
"This is so amazing!" Marshall tried to say, but his mouth was full, so it came out as, 'Fis if fo amafim!'.
"Chew with your mouth closed, cutie." Gary chuckled as he blushed. Marshall blushed back. He turned his attention to finishing the eclair. He licked the icing and cream cheese off his fingers once he finished. Lee patted his stomach in satisfaction.
"Goodness!" Gary chuckled. "You finished that one quickly!"
"It was so good, Gary." Marshall laid back in his chair, rubbing his belly.
Gllllorp!
"Did you eat too fast?" Gary asked, worried.
"Nah.." Lee moaned slightly. "I'm still hungry, actually…"
"Oh.." Gary blushed. "Well, let me grab you some more treats I made!"
"How many do you have in there?"
"A lot… my boss doesn't let me sell my own treats.."
"That sucks balls. These pastries are like, the best I've had in a while. You deserve to share your art with the world!"
"I…." Gary sniffled. "Thank you..um.."
"Marshall Lee."
Brbebrbrble..
"And this is my belly." Lee patted his chubby middle. "I like to sing, but he also likes to chime in, uninvited."
"It's very nice to meet you two."
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And so Gary kept bringing in pastries. From creme puffs, to crepes, to muffins, and so on. With every creamy or sweet treat, Marshall's belly grew pudgier. His belly gurgled no longer from hunger, but from satisfactory digestion. Gary looked upon Lee's belly with pleasure. It looked so soft and plump.
Ding!
"Ah! The gingerbread men are ready! I'll go icing them up!"
Gary left to the kitchen as Lee was left with his distended belly.
grrarrr..
"Aw, getting packed in there? I was just having fun.."
Lee began rubbing his stomach, but it just wasn't doing the job.
"Here they are!" Gary cheerfully came in with the cookies. "Oh my, you look positively stuffed, Lee."
"I know." Lee sighed. "But I want more…but my hands aren't helping calm my tummy down much.."
"Would you.." Gary began to blush. "Want me to help."
Marshall blushed back.
"Please. Of course."
Gary gently placed his hand on Marshall's belly. He could feel everything gurgling under his hand. It was so soft and warm, like a heated pillow. He began rubbing clockwise. Lee already felt better, yet flustered. His belly was throwing a tantrum in there, yet Gary didn't seem to mind. He just smiled warmly as he rubbed. So Marshall just laid back as he sighed in relief.
OOOUUUURP!
Marshall let out a humongous belch. Blushing, he covered his face.
"Excuse me.." Lee groaned.
"You're excused." Gary chuckled. "That's probably what had your tummy throwing a riot! You feel better?"
Marshall nodded as he sighed in relief.
"I think I…made enough room for those cookies.."
"Here, let me feed you. You've worked really hard today, Marshall Lee."
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