#benoftheweek

“oh, fuck matt-” you moaned as matt’s dick pounded into you at what felt like the speed of light.

one of the girls by the weeknd blared out of the speaker connected to matt’s phone, which was one of the only noises you could hear over skin slapping and your whimpers.

matt insisted that playing music while having sex would “heighten the experience”. you didn’t believe it up until now, but the euphoric feeling crashing over you was proving matt’s theory to be true.

“mm, fuck sweetheart, you’re doin’ so good f’me.” matt grunts.

the tip of his dick is pounding into your cervix, bruising the sensitive spot already. it hurt so good, the way it stung as you clinger onto him for dear life.

matt grabbed your neck in his hand, squeezing just hard enough to assert his dominance but not enough to hurt you.

the next song to play was me and your mama by childish gambino, which only made matt go faster and rougher on you.

the sudden change in pace made you clench around matt even harder, and you could feel yourself needing an orgasm.

“m-matt, m’ gonna come!” you cry out, your voice barely being heard over the loud music.

“come all over me sweetheart, you’ve earned it.”

the words that left matt’s mouth made the tight knot that had formed in your stomach release, causing you to secrete your juices all over matt as he released his own, your pussy milking him dry.

matt pulled out slowly, carefully going to get a warm washcloth from the bathroom.

as matt wiped your sensitive area down, put your head on my shoulder by paul anka came on. you and matt both loved this song.

matt carefully laid down beside you, wrapping his arms around you and being careful to avoid the sensitive spot between your legs, he gave you a kiss on the forehead as you drifted off to sleep in his arms.

the playlist worked wonders.

a/n I LOVE THIS!!! when chris mentioned matt’s sexy playlist i knew i had to write about it.

here’s the songs i used:

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ BF!BENOFTHEWEEK HCS!

taking requests + no warnings needed !

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ bf!ben who always tries to rope you into doing some of his crazy video ideas with him, and acts surprised when you say no. “what do you want me to do now?” you ask, unimpressed as he sits in front of you with a pleading look on his face. “stay in a one star rated motel with me? i can’t face this alone, y/n.” he says in a singsong tone, followed by a strain of pleas as you roll your eyes and shake your head at him.

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ bf!ben who you always find passed out at his desk after refusing to drink any kind of caffeine while editing for long hours. “baby—seriously? i know you hate caffeine, but come on.” you say, removing the headphones off of his head as he raises his head groggily, before groaning loudly and slumping back down again.

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ bf!ben who loves sending you reels at 3am while in the same room as you, or videos he finds funny. “ben, why do you keep sending me stuff when i’m sat right next to you?” you’ll say as you glance over at him, laughing manically, as he demands you watch every video he’s sent to you.

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ bf!ben who always gifts you things he bought for videos that never fail to make you laugh. “why the fuck would i want a foot massager?” you say as he shrugs and throws it down next to you, a stupid smile on his face. “i dunno, i wont use it, and im sure you can find something to do with it.”

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ bf!ben who’ll be quieter at night when he knows you’re sleeping. you’ll be half asleep, but still manage to smile a little when you hear him talking at the desk in front of you to his camera, mic held close to his mouth. “—and yes, i am whispering because someone, my girlfriend, is asleep.”

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ bf!ben who loves taking photos of you and including them in his instagram dumps. you’ll be making your morning coffee and look up for a moment, only to be met with a camera in your face. “ben—i’ve just woken up.” you groan as rolls his eyes, pulling you into him by the waist. “don’t care, and you look adorable, so—”

haiiii mamas, it's ur fav nonspecific entity !!

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⭑clingy!bf BENOFTHEWEEK head-cannons⭑

⭑ at first he was shy, he felt embarrassed when he found himself wanted to be extra close to you at all times, but you made sure to reassure him when he showed started doubting himself

⭑ in public, he’s not really big on PDA but he’ll love holding hands, holding pinkies, leading you through crowded spaces with his hands or his arm around your waist

⭑“ben you’ve literally called me to stay in your room while you edit for the 4th time this week”

“i know i just like when you’re with me”

“…”

“fine”

⭑ you’re equally as clingy, resting your legs on his lap when watching tv together, playing with his curls when you’re sat next to him when he’s editing his videos…you have to be connected to him in some way at all times

⭑ but…he does get in his head sometimes and he feels like he’s being too much, though in your eyes you would never even think about him that way, no matter how many times he calls you to just share space with him.

⭑ when you’re sleeping together, you look like a pretzel by the time you wake up, legs intertwined, head on your chest, and his arms around you

⭑ he’s clingy, not possessive. when you’re with your friends he’ll entertain himself with whatever whilst waiting for you to come home, but he still misses you.

⭑ he’ll always try to organize his trips so that you can go with him, he adores experiencing all these cool places with the love of his life.

taglist: @gabbylovesreading (i literally don’t remember the other blogs in the taglist😭)

Pretty please

I so so so so so feel you lovely. I have SEARCHED everywhere for Ben fan fiction and there is NOTHING so I've been waiting for someone to request for him lollll. Anyways here you go, I Hope this satisfies the craving for Ben smut.

Ben De Almedia x Fem! Reader 508 Words

CW: smut

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There were two things currently circling around in Ben's mind. 

One being the fact that your friends were sitting in the living room with no idea he had snuck in the bathroom with you. Meaning that he should probably cover your mouth because his previous attempts at asking (begging) you to stay quiet seemed to be futile.

The second being the feeling of you wrapped around his cock. 

Ben was struggling to stay quiet himself. He let out an occasional ragged grunt only after holding his breath so long he felt dizzy.

You were currently bent over the bathroom sink, your nails were almost putting indents into the wooden counters as you gripped onto them for dear life. 

Ben's hand was in your hair holding up your head just enough for your vision to be directed to the mirror. His other was gripping your waist. 

The sound of chatter and music seeped in from the party going on just outside, the only thing separating you and ben in a very compromising position was a paint chipped door.

You made eye contact through the mirror. One look into your eyes and ben was done for. His breath, that he’d been holdinging for god knows how long, escaped him in one quick go as he whispered a murmured “fuck,”. 

His desperate noises only seemed to fuel you more because you let out a whimper as you pushed your hips back to meet his own thrusts. “Ben,” your voice come out a little breathless, but teasing nonetheless, "you're the one whose been telling me to be quiet yet you're the one behind me moaning like a bitch–”

Your teasing was cut off as he abruptly slammed his hips into yours, causing your words to falter and a moan to leave your swollen lips.

He let out a chuckle and let go of his grip on your hair, allowing you to drop your forehead onto the cool counter.

“What were you saying?” he asked as his hips sped up the pace. You could hear the smirk in his voice. You clenched.

“Fuck, fucking hell, oh my-” his grip on your hips tightened even more as he brought his hand down to your clit and started rubbing quick circles.

“Are you trying to kill me?” you just let out a breathy laugh.

As you got closer your moans got louder, and so did Ben's. They mixed together perfectly, until he remembered where he was.

He quickly let go of your waist and instead brought his hand up to cover your lips, muffling your moans. As for himself? He leaned down and sank his teeth into the juncture where your neck meets your shoulder.

That’s what throws you over the edge.

Your vision blacks out as you feel his hips twitch and stutter behind you. Your breath comes out laboured against his hand as you come down from your orgasm, his breath is hot against your shoulder. 

pairing: bff!ben x bff!reader

character count: 4465 (i got embarrassed cause the word count is 833...)

warnings: none, unless you think best friends kissing is a warning.

summary: on new year's eve, you and ben are hanging out with your guy's friends—sam and colby, the sturniolo triplets, jake and johnnie, and tara—celebrating the last night of the year. the group is having fun, sharing laughs, and enjoying each other's company, the atmosphere full of warmth and friendship. as the countdown to midnight begins, there's an undeniable tension between the reader and ben, though neither of them acknowledge it openly. as the clock strikes twelve, everything feels electric, but what happens in that moment is left unspoken, leaving both of them unsure whether their growing feelings for each other are something more than just friendship. the night ends with the question lingering in the air—could there be more between them, or was it just the magic of the moment?

A/N: i was high on peelable gummies