Beatrix

ben didn’t exactly know how to feel about this. sure, it was just a screen.. but that doesn’t really apply when you’re an internet demon. he stared quietly at the moving chat, narrowing his gaze at a specific text.

you’re very cute.

it was in the face revealing channel, most of the men there usually being neckbeards or edgy teenagers. there was no in between the ranges of the losers that watched him on the deep web. with this being in mind, ben ran a private livestreaming platform only made for him. the ip link changes frequently every moment, you’d have to be smart to actually be able to come across this website. he only just sent out a few advertisements a week to lonely shut-ins who look like they’d enjoy his shit.

that didn’t matter right now. you decided to post your face in his channel and now there were men drooling all over your looks and face. probably never seen a woman in their life. he chewed the inside of his cheek, reading all the crude and lewd comments all the men were making towards you. ben exhaled slowly. “mm.. fuckin’ pervs.” he knew it sounded hypocritical coming from him. he loved being pervy to you. but you two were dating. these guys were virgins with no friends in real life. depending on his own creations so they could be happy with themselves. finally, one of the messages wasn't even sexual. but it made him twitch a bit.

you’re very pretty and sweet looking.

jealousy was slowly burning into a never ending flame inside his chest. the comment wasn’t inherently sexual. it was a compliment that felt rather intimate. everyone else focusing on your body and making some of your not so scandalous parts sexual. this message was the straw that broke the camel’s back. he sat up a bit in his gaming chair, scrolling towards your profile. good, you were online. he pressed his hand against his screen and pushed himself in.

you were busy scrolling on youtube, sipping from your water bottle quietly. you were trying to find at least one good thing to watch today. “mm.. looks boring. looks stupid.” you would mumbled, your middle finger clicking at your mouse languidly. you squeaked in surprise when a hand pressed through your screen. “h—huh—“

your cry was cut off when whatever came through toppled onto you. the person felt rather heavy, but short. you blinked rapidly and saw ben’s rather grumpy face hovering over yours. “ben..? what’s wrong? i was just going to watch a quick video.” you pouted as he sat up, one of his hands coming to cup your chin. ben tilted your head, his gaze narrowing sharply.

“how did it feel..?” he whispered.

“what?” you were puzzled by his sudden appearance. even more because of the way he was attacking. he was usually more.. annoying. now he came off like.. nerve wracking. you knew how ben was really.. he was very possessive and insecure. he struggled with trusting you even when you assured him. you would never leave him, never ever. with a tender touch, his fingers traced your face, his rather long nails scraping your cheek. like he was deciding on something.

“..did you post your face on purpose? to piss me off? all those nasty guys drooling all over you.” ben accused, shoving his thumb into your mouth roughly. his knee lodged itself between your thighs, a squeak eliciting from you in the process. “nasty. gross. guys.. drooling all over my baby.” he snarled, gripping your face harder. his knee pressed harder against you, only your shorts and panties acting as a barrier from the hard pressure.

“no! no.. i just.. wanted people to know not everyone in your dumb server is a stinky ugly fat fuck, y’know..” you shook your head, your words partially muffled by his thumb. it pressed against your tongue before he yanked it out. ben’s red pupils searched your face for any sign of deception. when he found none, he seemed to relax a bit. he lowered his head against your neck, his hot breath fanning against your skin. your breath hitched, the feeling of his hands finding their way to your breasts. he groped them, his grip gradually getting more rough. he felt up your body. like he was making sure you were real.

he lifted his head after a minute or two. “..wanna live stream, baby?”

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that’s how you found yourself in.. this predicament. you squealed, your legs trembling around ben’s waist. the webcam pointed at the connection between the both of you, his cock lodged deep into your wet pussy. ben growled into your ear, watching the way his cock shone with slick and precum. it created this frothy lubricant, his dick sliding in and out of you more shallowly. “f—fuckkk.. look at the way this pussy is clinging to my dick..” he groaned, watching the chat scroll rapidly. your heart beats fast, harsh pants escaping your lungs.

“ben! b—bennyyy..” you drooled, your hands clawing at the skin of his back. you felt so embarrassed, but glad he covered your face. he never showed his face on stream so they could only see the way his cock was pounding your soppy wet cunt. he grunted, sitting up a bit to press you deeper into this mating press he had you in. ben snarled, biting at your shoulder. “oh my god— oh my god.. please—“ you stammered, your brain feeling so hot and hazy.

you pressed your ass up against his pelvis desperately, craving to have him deeper.. he was pressed against your cervix but you just wanted him so much more deeper. your fingers tangled in his greasy blonde hair, encouraging him to pound you more roughly. ben snickered a bit, watching the donations roll in. “maybe if.. if you guys send me a bit moreee crypto.. i’ll creampie this fuckin’ pussy.. live..” he offered to his audience of.. holy shit. was that 2k viewers..? you squeaked, your pussy getting more wet. sloppy noises of your slick echoed in the pigsty of a room, slick strands of your arousal clinging to your mound and his pelvis. it was so grossly lewd. you knew ben liked it gross, though. he always did.

ben hissed every time he pulled out, your pussy like a suction cup. it was so hard to pull out from how hard you were squeezing him. the chat was scrolling with perverted words, but that didn’t seem to make him upset like usual. it just made him more aroused about the fact everyone was seeing how good he was at dicking you down.. proving that you only love him. he grunted, his hips moving faster. ben was literally a dog, rutting in short and fast thrusts with a hunger you couldn’t handle. “ben.. ben— I love you—“ you mewled in delight, your entire body trembling with each violent movement from him. “deeper! wanna feel you— so deep in me!”

ben complied, gripping your hips to lift you up. his cock pounded you more brutally, his eagerness showing. “mm.. god— goddamn. c’mon, baby.. you gonna cum?” he whispered, reaching between you two to rub at the nub of your clit. your eyes rolled back, your body shaking harder. was he trying to fucking kill you? ben was always so mean when he wanted to be, you felt like you were gonna drown in pleasure. no pun intended on him. this was a face sitting worthy for next time, oh my god. he was fucking you so mercilessly in front of so many people at once. the worst people ever to find on the deepest areas of the web. just so they knew that you were off-limits. his blonde hair clung to his face from how heated the room was getting, sweat dripping down his temple. the red blood dripping from his eyes was getting more caked than usual, probably from his arousal. ben was trying to breed you feverishly.. and somehow he still looked so cute.

you squeaked as his lips crashed against yours, you could taste tobacco and energy drinks on his tongue. usually, you’d complain.. but you were too fucked dumb to protest. he shoved his tongue into your mouth, groaning more loudly and slightly whimpering. his thrusts got sloppy and quick, his cock shoving deep right into your sweet spot. you were sobbing uncontrollably, the mattress creaking beneath you two. maybe you should get him jealous more often. “g—gonna cum!” you squealed.

with a loud groan, he slammed into you one last time. it was like he forgot there was even a chat watching, his balls pulsing as he pumped hot ropes of his load into you. at the same time, you squirted harder than you expected, soaking the webcam. the entire view was blurry now. ben hiccuped, hiding his face into your neck. “hahhh.. oh baby.. b—babyy..” ben whispered for you like he was saying a prayer. his tongue lazily licked at his teeth, leaning closer to press soft wet kisses to your skin. “i love youuu.. you’re all m—mine..” he snickered softly, a little dumb smile on his face.

you blinked, trying to process what just happened. “..okay, but did we have to stream this..?” you rasped out.