A Vander x chubby/midsized fem reader who's insecure? She's trying to get better about how she views herself since Vander doesn't like the way she looks down on her body; so she buys some lingerie but she ends up hiding it since she thinks she doesn't look good, and Vander finds it? I love your work a lot by the way :))
-ASDFGIQRKL thank you dear follower 😭❤ I apologize profusely for this taking so long I've been...going through it *nervous laugh* BUT here we go and I hope you enjoy:
VANDER X FEM!READER (chubby reader, body positivity, suggestive content)
-She sighs for the dozenth time, holding up to herself the two outfits she was trying to decide between in front of the chipped full length mirror. This was an important occasion after all, so she felt she had to look her best.
Should it be; the worn but still in good shape rust-red corseted corduroy dress, with embroidered trim along the deep V neckline and hems?
Or; the deep green and black, knee-length heavy cotton skirt and her good semi white blouse? Either would work with her clean boots and only unripped pair of stockings but which...?
Lowering them both, she stares forlornly at her thin t-shirt and shorts clad reflection, her belly, muffin top and all her thickness painfully apparent and laments, "Oh, it doesn't matter..."
"What doesn't matter?" came a deep voice from the doorway.
She glances to the side at the second reflection now visible, turning her head to properly look at the figure that just walked in and closed the door behind him, her face heating up; Vander smiles curiously at her, his own shirt completely unbuttoned and she has to fight back biting her lip. He comes up behind her and rests his broad hands on her shoulders, giving the top of her head a peck then catches her gaze in the mirror.
"Well...?" he asks, not dropping it.
Her eyes fall to the warped wood floor, "I...no matter what I wear it'll look...I'm still-"
"Hey, hey now-" he interrupts sternly, knowing all too well where she was going and shaking his head, "Love, we've talked about this. Ya know I hate it when you put yourself down 'n it just hurts you too."
"I know! But...I still just wish I could not be...ya know." She pats her belly for emphasis.
Vander turns her around to face him and gives his own 'dad bod' stomach a hearty slap, "You still think I'm attractive despite this ol' sixpack turnin' into, well, this. So what makes you think I don't find you to be the most gorgeous woman I've ever been lucky enough to know eh?"
She cracks a smile now herself, and he tilts her chin up with his knuckles, "You've been doin' better lately, not bein' so hard on yourself. I'm proud of ya for it. But ya gotta keep it up right? I'll keep tellin' ya as many times as needed you're beautiful got it?"
"Thank you, Papa Hound..." she grins, genuinely this time, and steps into his offered hug. Turning back to the mirror, she blows out a breath and holds up the skirt and blouse combo, "This one."
"Perfect," he nods, buttoning up his shirt to her silent disappointment, "Now let's get this show goin'."
After a lovely, relaxing and much-needed date, during which he'd only once; okay maybe twice technically, had to mumble apologies for having to take a moment to break up a dispute, they slowly make their way back towards home when she spies something in a barred store window that she'd normally ignore but today...
Ever observant, he notes her attention focused on something nearby and asks, "Everythin' alright love?"
"Yeah! Yeah just saw something interesting-" she panics but hides it, quickly trying to find anything else to point out and gestures to the food stand next door, "-on the menu! Maybe I'll grab some for the kids tomorrow."
Vander nods, "They'd like that. Better make sure they all get even shares or it'll be a squabble."
She laughs, assuring him she'd be completely fair, and they both continue the trip as she takes one last glance at the items she'd truly been studying...
The next afternoon, she stands in front of the mirror again, this time sporting a very different look. She blushes fiercely with a mixture of embarrassment, disbelief at her own boldness, and a streak of surprise at how well the skanty, black and red lingerie looks on her. Earlier she'd snuck back to her true target from the day before, the clothing shop she'd spotted this little number in the window of and after an awkward purchase where she'd tried to hide her face as much as possible, she'd dashed home to try it on, grateful that Vander was busy and the kids out somewhere. She'd also snapped up a bag of the spicy snacks from the stand next door to keep her cover story intact, and it wasn't completely a lie; she had been thinking of grabbing them a treat anyway.
Now she spins, checking how it looks and imagining the look on Vander's face when she stepped into view wearing...
The self-consciousness creeps back in as she sees how snug the lingerie is, and how her body shape is all the more glaringly evident. She curses herself silently for ever thinking this would work and wasting the money. Sighing, her shoulders droop-
Abruptly there's a rapid knocking on the door coupled with the voices of Mylo and Claggor calling her and talking loudly over each other. She yells to hold on, swiftly changing back into regular clothes. In her rush she curses, looking around before hurriedly stuffing the negligee into the first dresser drawer she sees and hurries out of the room, making a note to return to hide it elsewhere...
-Several hours later, Vander trudges into their shared room, exhausted from the long day and chaos of a fight that had erupted wherein the participants had refused to take it outside-so he'd 'helped' by tossing them out the door, earning them sore backsides and a couple month ban.
He kicks off his boots, then tugs his shirt over his head, tossing it in the pile next to a basket that served as a hamper. Still grumbling and cursing under his breath he slides the top dresser drawer open-
And his eyes widen, brow cocked in surprised curiosity at the garment he finds there that's most certainly not his. He pulls it out, finally realizing what the lacy, gauzy pieces of fabric are as heat rushes to his face-and other areas. How long had she had this? And how would it look on her in person instead of in the lovely, increasingly sinful images running through his head? He exhales in a shudder, feeling the blood quickly rushing downward, stunned at how much of an affect this alone had on him, and was starting to put it back when she walks in with a yawn.
"I swear, if those two have the balls to show up anytime soon I will-"
She halts, seeing him holding the lingerie and flushes fiercely, hand flying to her mouth and mumbling out a jumbled rush of excuses, "Oh! Oh Van I uh, ha, yeah I can explain it-it's just-I was gonna take it back it was j-just an experiment yeah but it doesn't work-I can't-"
In a couple strides he's in front of her, hands on her waist and pulling her against himself, thumbs running over her hips, leaning in and dropping his voice to that low, gruff octave he knew she enjoyed, "But love, ya can't take it back...not after what I may do to you with it..."
"Wait-r-really? You like it?" she sputters, "I mean, the problem is it...doesn't really work for...you know, me..."
Vander draws a deep breath, letting it out in a soft growl and she feels the goosebumps prick her skin from the almost feral gleam in his eyes, "Firstly, what did we talk about yesterday? Secondly..." he pulls her in closer and she gives a groan feeling how hard he already is pressed against her belly, the sound doing nothing to help this, "I think this is good enough proof I like the idea of it on ya, darlin'..and the only problem is you're not gonna be wearin' it for long after ya put it on...now, been a long day yeah? What say we get ready for bed..?"
At last her lingering pain begin to melt away as she sees not just the lust, but the sincere love in his gaze, and the doubt is replaced by a glow of confidence blooming in her chest and she smiles suggestively up at him, "I think that's a perfect idea..."
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