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Name: Benedict Bridgerton

Age: Twenty-eight

Hometown: London

Backstory: Benedict is part of the Bridgerton family. He is the son of Violet and Edmund, but his father sadly died. He has seven siblings, named Anthony, Colin, Daphne, Eloise, Hyacinth, Francesca and Greggory.  He is of high stature, however, often finds his mind wanders from the balls and festivities. He embraces his art, and attends the artist commune, often enjoying the company of many ladies. 

Personality:  The second eldest of the Bridgerton siblings, Benedict yearns for something other than the endless round of dazzling parties he finds himself attending every evening. Sensitive and endearing, Benedict dreams of turning his artistic hobby into a full-fledged career, and soon finds himself looking far outside the world of the ton in order to achieve it.

Close relationships:

Siblings include -  Anthony, Colin, Daphne, Eloise, Hyacinth, Francesca and Greggory

Recent hookups - Genevieve Delocroix, and Sienna Rosso.

Affections for - Clara Gilbert.

Wanted connections:

Benedict Bridgerton

He needed insight, clarity -- and this was often gained by attending the art commune. He felt himself there, inspired, motivated, something he was struggling with as of late. His determination was low, but he had forced himself to delve, and perhaps gain some positivity along the way. He would do anything to escape the house, even for a moment, needing a break from his siblings. As he entered the room, placing his jacket down on the back of the chair, eyes flickered across the room. Many artists, of different backgrounds had alreayd begun, eyes moving to fixate upon the nude lady posing in front of him, a sheet strategically placed upon her to hide her. He wished such fabric would fall. gaining himself a closer look. A smirk rose to his lips, moving to sit on his stool, painting her with every intricate detail. Eyes could not help but move to her, catching a glance before continuing his work. The evening shifted, and many had left, yet he was not done. Eyes move to her , smirk on his lips. "No one should rush such fine beauty,, especially when trying to demonstrate it in art."

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀♥ when she had been approached by a tutor from the art school, asked if she had ever considered modelling, nova had scoffed. but, as soon as a pay check was mentioned.. her tune changed. it was no secret that the woman was struggling to keep her life afloat, that she was barely able to keep her little sister well fed and a roof over their heads. so naturally, she jumped at the opportunity to make an easy penny or two. the woman lounged on the chair, a silk sheet draped strategically over her naked form, covering her most precious parts. her eyes drifted across the room often, though mostly to capture the eye of one man in particular, one that showed up long after the rest, and stayed much longer too. she was obligated to stay put until the final painter had finished their piece, hence why she remained unmoved. the tutor, and her employer on this occasion, spoke to the man, seemingly rushing him. hearing the calm, suave nature of his voice had nova’s attention moving back to him once again. she clutched the silk a little tighter, lashes fluttering seductively as she silently peered toward the man, not wanting to interrupt his work. though she kept her gaze firmly focused on him now, as he was the only one left in the room.

Benedict Bridgerton He does not intend to stare, but finds himself captivated by the flawless beauty in front of him. Every angle was deemed perfection, and his gaze remained with her. Watching as she remained in pose, but clearly taunting him. She knew what she was doing, and the intention was clear. She felt she was teasing him, and such things remained dangerous territory. "It is a shame that I cannot see the curves up close.." He mused, eyes flickering upwards to meet hers with a mischievous smirk. "I feel each part needs to be seen to ensure a final result, each part so delicate and precise…" 28 July 2023

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀♥ a slight smirk tugged at the corners of the beauty’s lips as he spoke again. a thick brow arched at the man, her teeth then capturing her bottom lip. lashes fluttered toward the artist, her head tipping to the side ever so slightly. “do as you must.. i certainly will not protest.” arms stretch above her head, the silk sheet falling a little looser around her body. nova then tugs at the bottom of the sheet, tugging it a little further up her thighs, exposing more of her skin to him.

Benedict Bridgerton Hands trace the paper in anticipation, awaiting consent before approaching slowly, tugging his equipment closer until he sat in front of her. He looks at her, a smirk remaining on his lips as his hands move to toy with the thin sheet that conceals her. "You're certainly playing with fire." He murmurs lightly, eyes moving to fixate at the bare skin exposed. She is a temptress, and he is enticed by her. (ya bitch)

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀♥ the raven haired beauty watches as the man moves closer to her, tipping her head to the side a little to study him. licking her lips, she drinks in the sight of him. he’s easy on the eye that’s for sure, and she is more than happy to indulge on the thoughts that obviously filled the man’s mind. dark eyes flick down to watch as his fingers toy with the silk sheet, her lips then forming yet another smirk. “hm.. perhaps. although.. i wouldn’t mind so much if i got burned..” eyes darkened a little in lust as she met his gaze, this time tugging the sheet down a little over her chest, almost exposing her bare chest to him.

Benedict Bridgerton A hunger gaze lingered over her, hands becoming more playful with the fabric that seperated them. The temptress seemed to be toying with him, and thus he would return the favour. He took his painbrush and lightly painted her hip bone, finger tips moving to move the fabric enough to skim his fingers across her stomach. He observed her as she tugged the fabric enough, and he found himself moving to hover above her, eyes gazing down, hands moving to dip beneath the sheet. Humming softly, he leaned in and skimmed his lips across her jawbone, and neck, breath lingering as he whispered in her ear gently. "You are certainly a mans dream." He began peppering kisses against the skin of her neck, hands moving to grip her waist.

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀♥ eyebrows raised as the man began to run the paintbrush over her skin. lashes fluttered, a slight shiver passing down her spine at the cold of the paint against her skin. teeth ensnared her bottom lip again, gnawing on the plump flesh as she watched the colour taint her otherwise pristine bare skin. her breath caught in her throat then as she felt his hands move beneath the sheet, skimming over her stomach. lips parted as he then moved to hover above her, eyes narrowing for a moment. “i can assure you, mister bridgerton.. this is not a dream.” the woman chuckled lightly. feeling his lips move over her jaw, then down the side of her neck, nova’s eyes fluttered closed, enjoying the sensation of his mouth on her skin. she hummed softly, biting her lip then to suppress the moan that threatened to escape her at the feeling of his hands gripping her waist. 29 July 2023

Benedict Bridgerton He noted the way her eyes fluttered close at the contact of the brush, continuing to paint delicately against her skin. He painted a rose against her hip and smirked to himself. His lips caress her neck, hungry kisses venturing from her neck, collarbone down to her breasts. The loose fabric was shifted away, his tongue toying with her nipple, lips showering kissed against her breasts whilst his hands gripped her hips.

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀♥ every single hair on the woman’s body stood on end, the feeling of the paint coating her skin was a pleasant one, and it was something very different to her norm. it was rare that the men nova was intimate with would try to please her, but it seemed that this one in particular wanted nothing more than to grant her the pleasure she was often denied. the past few hours of modelling for him had built up to this very moment, the chemistry between the two of them sizzling from the get go. nova needed this. she needed him. as his mouth moved over her skin, she whimpered softly, her hands releasing the silk sheet and allowing him to expose her breasts. as his mouth then moved to find her nipples, nova moaned a little louder, back arching as her hands now settled at the back of his head, fingers tangled in his locks.

Benedict Bridgerton His hands could not help but trace his fingertips against her body, eager to touch and embrace her. Eyes matters for a moment. Gaining consent before then continue in further. His lips ravished her, eager to feel her beneath his body. Throughout the evening tension had been high between them. The discreet gazes and exchanged looks, He had been gasping for some alone time with her. He hummed softly against the skin of her breast, tongue circling and toying with her nipple before kissing further, peppering kisses along her stomach before stopping, gazing upwards, before his mouth moved to meet her soft centre. His tongue circled her, hand reaching up to cup her breast. He was a giving lover, often consumed in the moment.

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀♥ his every touch was driving her absolutely insane, further delicate whimpers passing plump lips. dainty hands remained buried in thick locks, cradling the back of the man’s head as his lips continued to tease her. her eyes flickered open, giving him a quick nod as their eyes met for a moment. it was her silent consent, and she gave his hair a gentle tug, letting him know exactly where she needed to feel him. nova’s dark eyes moved down with him, her thighs already quivering in anticipation. his mouth moved between her legs, and his tongue met her sweet centre. the muscle moved skilfully through her folds, making nova moan a little louder, her grip on his hair tightening as her back arched a little more. “Oh- oh my-“ she whined, lashes fluttering as her breath started to become haggard, her chest heaving already.

Benedict Bridgerton He could not help but hum in content against her, tongue playfully flicking against her core. He is eager to please, and admits he is aroused by her taste. Fingers moved to toy with her, before slipping through her wet folds to toy with her more so. He slips inside her, curving his fingers slightly. Her moans spur one of his own in return, tightness in his trousers causing short gasps from his lips. He sucks gently against her, tongue circling her to bring her closer to the edge. He wanted to tease her, hoping not giving her what she wanted would mean she would see him again. 1 August 2023

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀♥ the raven haired beauty could not believe her luck in this moment. such a turn of events was unexpected, but not unwelcome at all. nova knew that she would likely have pursued the male following the session but during? that was something she could never have even imagined would happen. his tongue toys with her, her breath coming in short bursts as she clutches onto his hair, her thighs quivering at the feeling of pleasure he’s granting her. her other hand moves to the back of the chair she was laid out on, dainty fingers wrapping around the wooden frame and holding on for dear life. she feels his fingers slide inside her with ease and whimpers a little louder. “Oh god-“ she cries out, teeth then latching down over her bottom lip as she peers down toward him, watching him work his magic. he knew what he was doing, and that only made her need to take things further even stronger.

Benedict Bridgerton He felt the way she wriggled in his grasp, hands moving to stabilise her hips, as his mouth explored her. His tongue continued to tease her, eyes gazing upwards to catch a glimpse of the raven haired beauty. He hums softly against her, the vision is perfection and he is taken back for a moment. His hand reach up and gently cup her breast, as he continues to tease her. He does not plan on giving her everything, in hopes that if he does not, she will want to see him again.

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀♥ her breath is ragged, her chest heaving as lashes flutter, whimpering over and over as his tongue continues to flick over her sweet center. it had been so long since someone had been able to make her feel this good, so nova wanted to hold out for as long as she could. the muscles in her abdomen tensed, her thighs quivering even more as his hand then moved to her breast. an all too familiar pressure was beginning to build in the pit of her stomach, making nova cry out even louder. her back arched, eyes rolling back, her heart rate ringing loudly in her ears. “that- that feels so..” she cries out again, hips bucking ever so slightly against his mouth. “please- please don’t stop..” she whimpers desperately.

Benedict Bridgerton She is truly breathtaking, watching as she squirms beneath him, everything he is doing leads to further ecstasy for her. His tongue flicks against her, fingers moving quicker inside of her as he watches her intensely, hearing her cried and the tenseness of her body. "Good girl.' he whispered against her, keen to feel her reach her climax.

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀♥ her breaths become even more laboured, her chest rising and falling rapidly as his movements do not relent. the soft praise he whispers against her makes her unable to hold back for any longer. she reached the peak of her pleasure, crying out his name as her thighs damn near clamp down around his face. her entire body convulses, profanities falling from plump lips her climax wreaks havoc on her body. the beauty makes an attempt at steadying her breathing, but the sheer passion and desire that courses through her veins makes it seem impossible.

Benedict Bridgerton He anticipated her climax , tongue moving faster against her. He could not contain the smirk on his lips as she did, placing delicate kisses up her thighs before moving to look at her. He moves to readjust his closing with a smirk on his face, not saying a word.

𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀♥ After a few further moments of riding out her high, nova peers down at him, breathless. the delicate kisses that were placed against her thighs made her capture her bottom lip between her teeth, blushing furiously at the tender gesture. as he moves away, adjusting his clothing, the raven haired beauty then frowns. “and where do you think you’re going?” she asks, reaching out for him once again, wanting nothing more than to return the feeling he’d just granted her.