#benxreader

You take in a deep breath and glance down at your schedule sheet. Your first hour was math. You groan to yourself and begin making your way to room 303. You disliked math so much and were not excited that it would be your first class in the morning. You were groggy and tired and were not ready to work with numbers and formulas. Math being your first hour class wasn’t even the worst thing. You were a brand new student and for your senior year. You missed your friends back home and despised being here. Everyone here already had old friends and their cliques picked out, you didn’t fit in at all. You were nervous and just wanted the year to go by fast.

You make your way to your classroom and silently praise yourself for not having to ask for help. You notice the door’s open so you walk inside. Students have filled the room as some stand up and talk, while others are sat. A seat in the very back corner of the room is available and you can’t help but thank the gods. You make your way back there and hurriedly claim the seat. You notice a few students staring at you, so you look away and grab your notebook from your bag. You sit there quietly when you notice someone walk up and stand next to the desk beside you. They lean forward and look at you. You look over to notice a tall guy with jet black hair smiling at you.

“You’re new.” he says.

You raise a brow and slowly nod.

“Looks like it.”

He half laughs and looks you up and down, raking his eyes over your body. You cursed at yourself for wearing the tightest pair of jeans you own.

“Ya know, I actually might think you’re hotter than Mackenzie.” he silently says.

Your eyes open wide a bit as you watch him dumb founded.

“I’m sorry?” you ask, not understanding.

“Mackenzie. She’s the hottest girl in school, but I think you have her beat.” he says smirking.

“So what does that make you?” you ask sarcastically.  

The guy’s face drops as you look at him with your brow raised, waiting for an answer. You then hear somebody laugh in the distance.

“Yeah, Mark. What does that make you?”

You look over and a guy with dirty blonde hair and the greenest eyes you’ve ever seen was walking up to you two. Your heart almost stopped as he looks to you quickly and smiles a bit. Were people your age even allowed to be that gorgeous?

“Oh, piss off.” says Mark, embarrassed as he looks at you once more and walks away.

You roll your eyes and look back at the notebook in front of you. The blonde man sits in the empty desk next to you and you can feel his eyes on you.

“New schools always suck on the first day.” he says to you.

You look over to him quickly and your face burns as he looks at you. You smile and nod.

“Yeah. Being the new kid is always so fun.” you say, causing him to laugh.

“I’m Ben.” he says, still smiling.

You tuck a piece of hair behind your ear and smile back.

“Y/n.” you reply.

Ben leans back in his seat, still watching you. The teacher makes her way into the class and tells everyone to take their seat. It quiets down as the teacher begins speaking about herself and how the year would go. Ben looks to you and rolls his eyes, making you laugh.

“Is something funny you two?” asks the teacher, looking at Ben and you.

Your face goes red as you shake your head and fight back a smirk. Ben just smiles his big grin and shakes his head.

“No, ma’am. Just talking about how beautiful you look today.”

You look to him fast and can’t help but admire how good he is at being charming. The teacher just laughs and shakes her head as she continues speaking. Ben looks to you and winks. He takes out a piece of paper and begins writing on it. He quickly slides it over on your desk and you look over at him fast. You unfold the piece of paper and begin reading.

I can tell tell we’ll be good friends x -B

You smile to yourself and begin writing back.

I hope so - Y

You slide it back to Ben and he reads it. He smiles and looks back to you. That was the beginning of the note passing.

***

3 Months Later

“I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone as attractive as she is.” says Ben to his best friend Joe.

“Have you even talked to her?” he asks.

They’re at Ben’s house in his bedroom as they talk about you.

“All the time! We have first hour together. Math is officially my favorite subject because of her. But when it’s over, I literally can’t stop thinking about her. It’s… I don’t know.” he trails off.

Joe laughs and shakes his head as he stands up and grabs his bag.

“You have a crush on her, dude. You should tell her.”

He walks to Ben’s bedroom door and opens it up.

“Yeah, because it’s that easy!” says Ben.

Joe shrugs his shoulders.

“If you stopped making it so hard, it could be. I’ll see you later, okay?” he says as he walks from his room.

Ben is still laying on his bed as his mind races back to you. He thinks about your hair, your cute nose, the way you smile, your eyes. He tenses his jaw and starts thinking about the curve of your hips, the outline of your butt in your jeans, the view he gets when you lean over and your shirt pulls down a bit. Ben bites his lip as he feels himself get excruciatingly hard. He slowly brings his hand down to palm himself over his pants. His breath gets hitched as he presses down hard. Ben’s eyes open up as he remembers he’s home alone right now. He quickly unzips his pants and pulls them down, along with his boxers. 

His hard length springs free and it’s already dripping with precum. He wraps his hand around himself and his head falls back against his pillow. His eyes close once more as he groans out loudly. He slowly pumps himself as he thinks about you. He thinks about your lips on his. He thinks about his hands all over your body and squeezing. He thinks about you undressing for him and he wonders how sweet you would taste. He pumps himself even faster as his legs shake. He thinks about your lips wrapped around him with his hands in your hair. He then thinks about how amazing you would feel as he rams into you repeatedly. That does it for him. Ben pumps faster and faster as he whimpers loudly.

“Y/n,” he whispers out your name. “Oh, fuck, y/n…”

His mouth opens wide as he begins to see white. His cock twitches in his hand as he bucks his hips forward. He cries out as his body jerks and warmth spurts out of him, covering his stomach. He pumps even faster as he moans and feels ecstasy wash over him. He pumps once more and he’s finished. He breathes heavily as he looks down and realizes the mess he’s made, all thanks to you.

***

2 Months Later

Your relationship with your new best friend Ben was five months in the making. He was the only guy in school who didn’t try to get into your pants, although something in the back of your mind was hoping he sort of would. Ben was well liked in school and some would say he’s popular. You agree. He was always getting in trouble for smoking on school property with his friends and for getting into fights with idiots like Mark. He had, you could say, a reputation and nobody wanted to be on his bad side.

The two of you spend all of first hour and lunch laughing together and talking, but one morning the conversation took a different turn. You two had been passing notes and talking about how two popular students, Jesse and Erica, were caught by their parents in her bedroom.

The fact they’d choose a place in their HOUSE to get it on is sad and weird - Y

Ben reads the note and coughs to cover up a laugh.

Yeah, I’d want a place where I know no one would come barging in lmao - B

You read the note and laugh to yourself. You weren’t sure why, but a sort of confidence washed over you and you wrote something down quickly. Your heart was beating fast as he opens it and reads. His face drops for a moment, then a sly smile forms.

Have you ever… Ya know… - Y

Ben writes something and slips it back over to you.

Of course I have. - B

He lied. He doesn’t know why he lied exactly. He guesses it’s because he wasn’t sure if you had or not, and he didn’t want to look dumb to you, so he said yes. This time, his heart was racing as you read it. Your stomach falls when you read it. You had never had sex, so you were now intimidated. He’s slept with someone, you think to yourself. Of course he has, look at him. He’s a pro, you think once more. You glance over to him then back at the paper. You’re not entirely sure what to write.

Lucky girls. - Y

You think so?? - B

I do. I’m not as experienced… Maybe you could, I don’t know… Teach me? - Y

Ben reads the note and his eyes go wide. He looks over to you and his pants slightly tighten as you watch him and smile. He smiles back and grins as writes back. This was like a dream come true for him. All of those nights where he touched himself with your face in his mind, might actually become reality.

As long as it’s not in any of our houses. - B

You laugh when you read the note, knowing what he was referring to. The teacher asks who’s talking and the two of you go quiet and look forward, fighting back smirks. She looks away and you hurriedly write.

My family owns a farm in the middle of nowhere. Tomorrow at 8? I’ll say I’m staying with Lucy. - Y

Ben shifts in his seat and silently prays that no one can see how hard he’s getting. He clears his throat and writes back once more.

8 sounds perfect. Just text me the address. Can’t wait - B

You look to him and smile as you look down at your notebook and try to concentrate on your work, which was difficult to do now.

***

“You and Ben!?” asks Lucy as she sits on your bed crisscrossed.

It was the next day and you were nervously walking around and trying to figure out what to wear. You run your hand through your hair and exhale.

“I like him so much, Luc!” you say.

She smiles and nods as you look through your closet.

“What’s not to like about him? He’s a sweetheart, always does the right thing, super fit…”

You turn around and you both laugh loudly.

“I just can’t believe I’m gonna….” you trail off, thinking about it. “And remember, I’m supposedly staying with you, okay?”

She nods her head in agreement.

“Have you told him you haven’t done it before?” she asks.

You slowly shake your head.

“I didn’t say I was a virgin directly, I just said I wasn’t as experienced.”

_____

“You and y/n!?” asks Joe as he hangs upside down on Ben’s bed.

Ben was walking around his room and trying to find his favorite jacket to wear. He was meeting you in a few hours and he has never been this nervous in his whole life.

“Yeah me and y/n! You know how much I like her.” he says, looking around some more.

Ben finally finds it and smiles. He shrugs it on and looks at himself in the mirror.

“Has she done it before?” asks Joe, curious.

Ben looks to him and furrows his brows a bit as he thinks.

“She never said she didn’t. She just said she wasn’t as experienced. I take that as maybe she has.”

Joe sits up all the way and nods.

“And you told her?”

Ben freezes and his face looks guilty.

“Ben, you didn’t…” says Joe.

“I panicked, alright!? I told her I’d done it before, because I’d be so embarrassed if she has and I… haven’t.”

“Oh, dude,” starts Joe, shaking his head. “You gotta tell her.”

_____

“You have to tell him!” says Lucy loud.

You bite your lip and exhale loudly. You finally picked out a flowy sundress and settled on it.

“I’m so intimidated by him. He has experience in all of it and the only thing I’ve done is make out with a boy freshman year. I will eventually.” you say.

You look into your mirror and fix your lip gloss. You take in a deep breath and turn back to Lucy.

“I’m ready.”

***

It was nearing 8 pm and you were insanely nervous, you felt like you could puke. Ben kept rubbing his hands over his pants due to him being a sweaty mess. He keeps taking deep breaths as he drives out to the address you gave him. You arrive to the farmhouse first and step out of your car. You smile at the familiar scenery and walk up the porch and to the screened door. You unlock it quickly and make your way inside. The furniture was very minimal as were decorations. All that there was in the living room was a couch and a table. Your parents were still trying to remodel the home, so furniture wasn’t a big deal. You just thanked them for leaving the king size bed upstairs. You check outside and see if Ben had made it yet, but he didn’t. You rush to the bedroom and fling off the old sheets and comforters. You slide on new, clean ones and hide the dusty ones. You wipe your hands off when you hear a car door close.

Butterflies immediately take over your stomach as you rush downstairs. You open the screen door and stand there as Ben reaches the porches steps. He looks up and spots you, his face turning pink as he looks you up and down. You looked so beautiful to him in that dress. He smiles and walks up to you.

“Hi.” he whispers.

You can’t help but grin back.

“Hi.”

He looks you up and down as you turn around and walk back inside. Ben looks around and admires the beautiful, old building.

“Wow,” he says.

“Pretty, isn’t it?” you ask, looking around with him.

Ben looks to you and watches as your eyes dance over the walls, as if you’ve never seen it before. He takes a step forward and you look to him quickly.

He looks at your lips then to your eyes. He opens his mouth to say something as you stand there and wait, but it never comes. Instead, Ben gives up and cups your face as he harshly kisses you. You’re surprised by his sudden actions, but you melt into him immediately. His tongue darts in your mouth and the feeling is still odd to you, but you love it. You mimic him and kiss him back faster. He breaks away and glances down at your chest for a split second. You nervously watch him and swallow hard as you slowly remove a strap from your shoulder. Ben watches with wide eyes as you remove the other strap and allow your dress to fall over your breasts. Ben stares at them in amazement as you smile.

“You can touch them.” you whisper.

He looks to you fast as he slowly reaches his hand out to you. He hovers it over one, but doesn’t place it down. You wait for a second before grabbing his hand bringing it to you. Ben instantly squeezed, which causes you to moan. He watches you fascinated as he massages you, then brings his other hand in to do the same. Your head falls back a bit as your eyes flutter. Ben was already painfully hard.

“Fuck,” he whispers to himself.

He leans back in and kisses you once more. You bring your hands up to his hair and gently tug, causing his mouth to open even wider.

“Take me upstairs.” you whisper against him.

He freezes and stares into your eyes. You both smile as he grabs your hand and rushes up to the top bedroom with you. He looks at the bed and then to you.

“Can I take your dress all the way off?” he asks.

You nod and step even closer to him. Ben leans forward and wraps his arm around you as he slowly unzips. The dress pools at your feet as Ben takes a step back and admires you. Your face was hot and you had to fight the urge to cover yourself up.

“You’re so beautiful.” he says.

You watch him and your heart flutters. You blush and look away as you smile. You walk up to him and then around as you crawl onto the bed. Ben follows behind you as you lay on your back and look up at him innocently. He bites his lip at the sight before him. He’s never touched a women in the way he’s about to touch you. He then slips his own shirt off and tugs down his pants fast, leaving him in only his underwear. You squeeze your legs together as you stare at him. He was so gorgeous. You could feel yourself throbbing and now soaked as you provided yourself with some friction.

“Are you okay?” he asks, making sure.

You nod fast and smile.

“I’m okay.”

“You sure?” he asks.

You laugh and nod.

“I’m sure. Now get on the bloody bed with me or I’ll start without you.” you purr.

His eyes open wide a bit as he hurriedly crawls in between your legs. He stares at your heat as his eyes flutter up to you.

“Can I touch you?” he whispers.

You bite your lip and nod.

“Please.” you whisper back.

Ben smiles as he slowly drags his finger up and down your clothed heat. He had watched enough videos to know how to do this part well. You had never felt anything like this before. Your eyes close as he pushes down even harder. You’ve never been this turned on in your life. Ben then slips his fingers around your panties band and slowly pull them down your legs. You were so nervous and almost embarrassed being this exposed to him. You looked at him scared and he realizes it. He tosses your underwear on the floor and sits up on his knees.

“It’s okay.” he says.

He slowly slides down his boxers, releasing his aching length. Your eyes open wide as you realize just how big he is. Now you were even more scared at how bad it would hurt for your first time. Your breathing gets a bit faster as you two smile at each other. He had been so scared that you wouldn’t think he was big enough, so that made him happy. He was trying to make you feel as comfortable as he can. He gets back down and kisses your inner thigh, making you squirm. He doesn’t wait any longer as he dips his tongue into your folds and licks you up. You moan out as your head digs into the pillow. Pleasure rips through you and you didn’t realize exactly what you were missing all this time. Ben brings his tongue to your swollen nub and quickly rubs tiny circles around it. Your leg begins shaking as his finger makes its way to your entrance. He freezes and you look down at him.

“Can I-” he goes to ask.

“God, yes, please. You don’t even have to ask. Do whatever.”

Ben’s length twitches as you tell him that. He dips back down and slowly slides in a finger. You squeeze your eyes shut as a tiny bit of pain makes you wince. It’s soon gone as he begins pumping even faster. His tongue keeps working on your clit as he adds another finger. Ben hopes he wasn’t doing a sloppy job. He wanted to make you feel as good as he can. When you moan out loudly and smile, he realizes he’s doing just that.

“Oh my god…” you say. “Ben, that feels so good.”

Ben hums against you, which makes you jump. He pumps his fingers into you fast and then stops. He slips them out of you and feels your slickness all over his fingers. You open your eyes and watch as he holds his fingers up for you to look at. You smirk to him and call him over to you.

“C’mere.” you purr.

He slides up on top of you slowly. You grab his two fingers that were just inside of you and slide them into your mouth. His eyes open wide as you suck on them and twirl your tongue around. Your eyes never leave his as you pull them from your mouth with a loud pop.

“Fuck…” groans Ben.

“Do you want me to...” you ask, looking down at his already dripping length.

He smiles and leans forward to kiss you.

“Trust me, I might explode if you do that.” he teases, causing you to giggle. “Wait,” he says as he reaches over the bed and grabs his pants.

He slips a condom out of his pocket and holds it up for you to see. You smile and nod as he leans back and slowly slides the thin material over himself. He sighs as he finishes and looks back to you. He crawls between your legs once more and slides a finger up your folds, making sure you’re still wet. You are. He smiles down at you as he lines himself up to your entrance. Your face goes serious as you grip his shoulders hard. You needed to tell him everything.

“Ben,” you go to say, but he interrupts you.

“I’m a virgin.” he says fast.

You freeze and just stare at him. He looks so embarrassed and ashamed as he confesses to you.

“I lied. I’m sorry. I don’t know why I did. I was just nervous that you would see me differently since you’re not one and-”

“Ben, I’m a virgin too.” you interrupt, cupping his face.

He looks down at you shocked and shakes his head.

“I just assumed-”

“I know. I should’ve told you too. I was intimidated after you said you weren’t one and I didn’t want to look stupid to you. I just wanted to be good.”

You look away, not able to look in his eyes. He smiles and kisses your neck gently.

“Figure it out together?” he asks, holding up his pinky.

You stare at it and smile wide at him. You bring your pinky up and wrap it around his.

“Deal.”

Ben nuzzles his head into your neck as you wrap your arms and legs around him. You can feel his tip pressed against your core and you were nervous.

“You ready?” he asks, his lips brushing against your neck.

You close your eyes and nod fast.

“Yes.”

Ben slowly and gently brings his hips forward and begins to enter you. Your eyes squeeze shut as you whine out in pain. It hurt as he stretched your walls wide.

“You okay?” he asks worried.

You nod your head and groan.

“Keep going.” you tell him.

He moves even more and eventually bottoms out in you. He’s still for a long time as you get used to him. The pain is still there, but isn’t as bad.

“If I move I bet it’ll feel better.” he whispers in your ear.

“Okay.”

He slowly pulls himself out of you as he groans loudly. This is much better than his hand.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” he says as he slips from you and slides back in easier.

You jump at the contact and pull at his hair. Suddenly, the pain subsides and pleasure starts to form.

“Thought about this every night when I touched myself.” he grunts as he picks up his speed.

Your legs were already starting to shake as he leans away to look at you. He admires your blissed out features as he closes his eyes and thrusts in deep. You call out loudly in a pornographic tone and Ben twitches inside of you.

“I wanna be on top.” you say quietly.

Ben’s eyes look at yours and you look excited, pupils large. He smiles and nods as he slides out of you, making you both groan. He flips on his back as you stand on your knees and look at him. You have never done this before and you weren't even sure what to do. Ben holds a hand out for you to take.

“Straddle me first.” he says, trying to help guide you.

You nod and swing your leg around him and stare down at his face. This felt so weird as you moved around to get comfortable. Your core was aching so bad to have him fill you back up. Ben’s hand went to his length and pumped a few times. You lean forward a bit and move yourself around until his length is back at your entrance.

“Ready?” you ask.

He smiles and brings his hand up to graze it around your throat.

“Ready.”

You bite your lip, close your eyes and slowly sink down on him. This time, it was much easier and less painful. You gasp at the fullness as Ben, without thinking, bucks his hips into you. You cry out in pleasure as he apologizes.

“No, no! Do it again.” you say.

He watches you closely as he bucks his hips and this time hits something deep inside of you. You had never felt this before. It was a different kind of pleasure. Like ‘seeing white because it feels so good’ kind of pleasure. Your head falls back as your hands lean against his chest for support. Ben continues to thrust into you as you work yourself against him at the same time. He feels how close he is already, so he brings his finger to your clit and begins rubbing. Your mouth falls open as your eyes roll in the back of your head.

“Ben!” you cry out as he rubs hard and fast, making your head spin. 

The mixture of him inside of you and rubbing you was too much. You lean forward and lean your forehead against his shoulder.

“Does that feel good?” he asks.

All you can do is nod.

“Yeah? You like that?”

You fist the bed sheets beside you and cry out.

“Yes!”

Ben continues his thrusting and rubbing when all of a sudden he feels his release coming.

“I’m not gonna last.” he says quickly.

You nod your head and murmur a ‘mhm’. You begin to start seeing white as his fingers work on you. Your body was trembling and your breathing was broken up. Ben bucks his hips once more and freezes, deep inside of you. He cries out as his body jerks. The moans coming from his lips had pushed you over the edge. His fingers never left your heat as he kept rubbing. You bite at his shoulder as your stomach tightened and then released. You shook profusely on top of him as you gasped. Ben was catching his breath from his high as he watched you cum all around him. Your body calms down as you collapse on top of him, him still inside you. Your’re breathing hard as you lean away and smile. You were both exhausted.

“How was that for our first time ever?” he asks, teasing you.

You smile wide and nod your head, your eyes now heavy with sleep.

“Amazing. What did you think?”

He cups your face and lowers you down as he kisses you.

“Better than I even imagined.”  

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“Ben, no!” you say, slurring your words. “Don’t do that!”

He raises his eyebrows playfully and wiggles them. He brings the drink closer to his plump lips as you raise a brow, warning him not to. You can’t fight back a giggle as he stares at you while licking the rim a bit with his tongue, teasing you. You shake your head at him.

“Ben,” you warn. “Don’t.”

But before for you knew it, he leans his head back slightly and begins chugging the beer as fast as he could. You gasp as you laugh loudly at the scene in front of you.

“Ben!” you yell.

He finishes the drink half way and pulls it away from his mouth. He has a mouth full of beer as he tries not to laugh. He finally manages to swallow it as he looks up to you. Tiny droplets are running down his chin as he smiles a wide, toothy grin at you.

“Almost did it!” he exclaims, proud of himself.

You shake your head and take a step towards him, bring your hand up as you slowly wipe the fallen drink onto your finger. Ben watches you as you bring your finger to your mouth and suck it off. He opens his eyes wide a bit at your actions, your eyes batting at him seductively.

“Hence the word almost.” you tease.

Ben breaks away from his minor shock as he smiles and leans in to kiss you, allowing you to taste the alcohol he had just gulped. You giggle against his lips as he leans away and stumbles back a bit, catching himself by grabbing the edge of the bar. You reach out and grab his shirt, trying to steady him. He pauses and looks to you as the both of you burst out laughing. You two were beyond wasted. You take a step towards him and suddenly trip forward, leaning against him as he caught you. You once more burst out laughing. You could feel eyes on you, but you didn’t care. You were having fun with your lifetime best friend and couldn’t be any more happier.

“My feet stopped working.” you mumble, looking down at them.

“No,” Ben says, hiccuping. “Your brain did.”

You look up to him and laugh as you swat at his arm. His face was flushed, making his green eyes pop. You look down at his mouth and bring your finger up to his chin and gently swipe them across the stubble that was starting to grow. He leans his head down and tenderly kisses your hand. You blush at the sweet, intimate moment between the the two of you. It was as if nobody else was in the room. You smile and lean in to kiss him, his hand lingering on your lower back. You pull away as he raises his hand to your face and holds your chin.

“I don’t know if you know this,” he lightly mumbles. “But I’m too far gone.”

You hold back a laugh as you bite your lip.

“The glossy red eyes might’ve given that one away.” you tease. “Or maybe the way you can’t pronounce any of your words correctly.”

Ben narrows his eyes at you, knowing that you’re sassing him. He cups your face and leans down to kiss you once more, lingering his mouth over yours as your lips brush together.

“We should go.” he whispers.

You quickly nod in agreement and the two of you spin around and head for the front door. You slide your arm around his as you stumble outside and laugh. The cold, brisk air hits your face as you shiver. Ben looks around and raises his hand, making a cab pull up and stop. He opens the door and allows you to slide in first. Ben forgets your address for a moment, which makes you hunch over in laughter.

“Oh, shush!” he snorts.

The car ride goes by fast as your home comes into view. Ben pays the driver and hops out of the car, stumbling a bit. You grab his hand as you step out. The two of you can’t stop giggling as you attempt to walk to your front door. Ben brings the key to the lock, but struggles with it.

“Just put it in the slot.” you say.

“What do you think I’m doing!”

“Ben, you’re missing the keyhole!”

“Well then there shouldn’t be two of ‘em!”

“There’s not two of them!”

Ben finally gets the door opened and the two of you rush inside. He slams the door closed as you slip your heels off. Ben walks up to you and wraps his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder. You smile and lean your head back slightly.

“Is it time for bed yet?” he asks, his hands sliding down your hips.

You smirk and press yourself against him. 

“I think it is.” you whisper.

***

The sun was bright and peeking through your curtains. A beam snuck through and landed on your eyes, stirring you from your sleep. You open your eyes and quickly squeeze them shut. A slight headache makes you groan and roll over to face Ben. Your movements cause him to yawn awake as a groan falls from him as well. You watch as he rubs his face with his hands and blink a few times, adjusting to the bright light. Ben exhales as he turns to look at you. You smile to him and at the sleepy look on his face. He looked so sweet and soft and you couldn’t help but reach your arm out and run it through his messy hair. He smiles back and suddenly reaches his hand up and grabs his head.

“Fuck…” he groans.

You scoot closer and kiss his cheek.

“Hungover?” you ask, obviously knowing the answer.

He looks back over to you with a sad frown on his face as he nods his head yes.

“You?” he whispers.

You slowly nod and mimic his sad frown, causing him to laugh. You sit up and pause, your head slightly spinning. Ben watches you and reaches a hand out.

“You okay?” he asks, worried.

You look back to him and smile. You slide from the bed as he watches confused. You walk over to your dresser and grab your camera that sits on top. You turn it on and look back to him. He raises a brow and watches as you stride over to him. You crawl back on the bed by him and straddle. He lays back down and watches as you crawl up him and stop, straddling his hips.

“Whatcha doing?” he asks.

You raise the camera and smirk.

“I need a picture.” you say.

Ben half laughs surprised and shakes his head as he covers his face.

“A picture!? Why? I look horrible!” he whined.

“You do not! You look adorably hungover and I need to capture this for forever. Now smile.”

Ben frowns as you lift the camera up and hover your finger over the button. You lean it down and frown.

“That’s not smiling.” you groan.

“I’m not smiling.” he says. “I can barely keep my eyes open.”

You roll your eyes and exhale as you raise the camera back up.

“Okay, fine. Just don’t frown, grumps. Say cheese!”

Ben chuckles and turns his head slightly, closing one eye and furrowing his brows a bit. He stretches his arm out, exposing his tattoo to you. You watch him through the lense and your heart swells up at how breathtaking he looks in this moment. You quickly snap the photo and smile as you lower the camera. Ben watches you as you pull up the photo and admire it. He runs his hands up and down your thighs as you look back down at him. You lean forward and kiss him quickly.

“Alright, done.” you whisper.

You go to un-straddle him, but Ben quickly sits up and lays you on your back as he hovers over you. You squeal as he grabs the camera from you and turns it back on. He slides a hand up your bare torso, sliding your shirt all the way up. You watch him and bite your lip as he lifts the camera up to look at you.

“We’re not done yet.” he says, smirking.

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It was nearing midnight in the castle when your night security guards had gently knocked on your rooms door, awaiting for your approval for them to open up and check on you. It never came. They knocked several more times and wait, but still, nothing. After another few minutes, the security guard, Gwil, had forcefully broke open the door with the slam of his shoulder. You not replying back was worrisome to them. As the two men stumble inside, they instantly spot an empty bed and a wide open window, the curtains flowing around due to the warm wind. You had successfully climbed down a three story building by scaling it. You silently thanked your parents for gifting you rock climbing lessons for your sixteenth birthday. You had a concert you had been wanting to go to for months now. You bought the tickets with your friend, you picked the most perfect outfit you could find and yet, you were told you couldn’t go.

“It’s too dangerous for you to be there. Drugs, alcohol, fights.” says your mother as she’s being served her breakfast at the fourteen seated dining room table. She was sat at one end of the table while your father sat at the other. A large crystal chandelier hung high above the table, casting rainbow like shadows everywhere. Chef Rami had served you your food as you thank him sincerely. Guards we perched at every door, while all of your personal assistants stood behind you all, except yours. As you were eating your egg breakfast, you always told your assistant and now best friend, Lucy, to sit next to you. Your parents didn’t mind, but it wasn’t formal.

“Mum,” you start, taking a big bite of food and talking with your mouth partially full. “It’s a concert, not a brothel.”

Your mother’s face pinches with disgust as she watches you.

“Don’t speak with your mouth full! So unladylike. I’ve taught you better than that.”

You roll your eyes and look down at your now almost empty plate.

“You’ve also taught me how to fear the outside world unless if I have ten guards next to me at all times.” you spat as you stand up quickly, followed by Lucy.

Your father sits there quietly as he allows you and your mother to have control of the argument. Your mother’s face falls as she listens to you. She hadn’t realized you felt that way.

“Princesses do not go to concerts. They go to balls and charity events and-”

“I never asked to be a princess!” you shout, causing everyone to jump. “I never asked to be born into this mad house!”

Your mother was now starting to get angry as you continue to keep speaking. She places her fork down and frowns hard, tiny lines forming on her forehead.

“You should be so lucky to have a life like this! People dream to have what you have, y/n!” she shouts back.

“I never asked daddy to be king! I want to be normal like Lucy! I want to do normal things! I’m eighteen years old and I’ve never even stepped foot inside a movie theater! Or ever been to a bloody concert!”

Your mother now stands up fast, her chair loudly scooting behind her. Her face is almost red.

“Lucy is mature and doesn’t act a fool! You will never get to do those things if you keep acting so childish! You’re right! You’re eighteen years old, so start acting like it!”

You look to your father fast with a sincere begging look on your face. You did your puppy dog eyes, knowing he always falls for that.

“Daddy?” you ask, hoping he would take your side like he always does, but he doesn’t.

He just looks at you with sad eyes and shakes his head, not knowing what to say. You raise a brow as you stare at him with a serious look on your face. You look to your mother fast and turn around quickly to walk back to your room. You hear them call out for you, but you ignore them. Lucy follows you close behind.

“Are you okay?” she whispers.

You continue speed walking to your room, your mind and heart racing.

“I don’t care what they say.” you hiss. “I’m going to that concert.”

And now, we’re here. You’re gone, police have swarmed the castle and your mother was a wreck. Your day security guard, Joe, was at the castle in a heartbeat. Him and Gwil were going back over everything that had happened. When you last went to sleep, when the last time Gwil saw you, the time they realized you had disappeared. Your father was pacing back and forth inside of your large, pink room as he nervously wondered where you could be at that moment. He then stops in his tracks and looks over to Joe quickly. He walks up to him fast.

“Joseph,” he starts, causing Joe to stand up straight.

“Yes, Your Majesty?” he says fast, still groggy from being woken up in the middle of the night.

“Do you remember that friend of yours you were telling me about? The other security guard?” asks the king.

Joe nods quickly and smiles.

“Yes, sir. He’s the best of the best. Better than me if I may say. Trained years and years for what he does.”

Your father nods and thinks for a moment about everything. He looks back up to Joe.

“Do you think he would be a good fit for, y/n? You would know better than me. You’re with her almost twenty four seven. I know you’re leaving us soon, so would he be up for the challenge? He’d be compensated very well.”

Joe smiles and nods his head to him.

“Sir, he would be the best fit for this job. More than anyone else. I just have to warn you, he takes it very seriously. No messing around.”

The man thinks for another moment and nods. He brings his hand up under his chin and turns back around to look at your large empty bed and wide open window. He needed someone who could keep up with you and by the sound of this man, he could. He looks back to Joe once more and nods.

“Call him.”

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But tonight was about all of them and their newfound success with this film. You were so happy and proud for all of them. You were beaming when you entered the pub and glanced around. You spot them instantly at a table near the bar. You slide off your jacket and straighten your shirt. You wanted to dress nice for tonight and were happy with your getup. You catch Rami’s eye and he smiles widely. He throws his hands up and yells loudly. You can tell he’s already drunk. You laugh as you walk up and he engulfs you into a huge hug.

“Y/n’s here!” he shouts.

You can smell the alcohol on him. You laugh against him and lean away to face him.

“Someone’s having fun!” you say back.

His face is flushed as he smiles widely.

“Someone’s just a lightweight.” jokes Lucy, as she walks up and hugs you tightly.

She was another one of your best friends. You met her through Rami and the two of you instantly clicked. She was like the sister you always wanted.

“I can agree with that.” you joke back, causing her to giggle.

Gwil and Joe walk up as they greet you. You hug them both and tell them congratulations for the movie. You glance over to Ben and he’s sipping on a beer. Unlike the rest of them, he’s not drunk. You’re slightly surprised.

“No shots tonight?” you ask him as you walk up.

He raises a brow and shakes his head, taking in a deep breath.

“Nope. You might could use one.” he says, smirking.

You roll your eyes and fake laugh at his failure of a burn. He teasingly smiles to you and you can’t help but smile back. You walk around him as he stares at you intently. You make your way up to the bar and lean against the counter, trying to get the guys attention. He spots you and walks up. You order a few drinks and thank him. You stand there patiently as you wait. You feel a presence next to you and look over. You half expect it to be one of the boys, but it’s not. It’s some tall brunette man who’s smirking down at you. You half smile back and look away, feeling his eyes still on you.

“Alone, are you?” he asks.

You can smell the booze on his breath. You take an awkward step over, not liking how close he was to you.

“Nope.” you say back. “Here with my friends.”

The man continues to look at you and suddenly turns so now he’s facing you.

“Let me buy you a drink.” he says.

“Already got one, but thank you.”

He raises a brow and nods his head. He looks you up and down as you force yourself to focus forward. He gets even closer and lowers his head to your ear. You freeze as every hair on your body stands up. You didn’t appreciate unwanted men who think they can invade your personal space. His breath is warm on your neck and you shudder.

“How about you and I go for a walk maybe?” he asks, smiling.

You look to him fast and make a disgusted face.

“How about leave me alone?” you ask back, moving farther away.

He only scoots closer. You roll your eyes and turn to tell him to fuck off, but you’re cut off as his hand grabs your arm harshly. He looks up to where your friends are and realizes no one is watching you. He pulls you towards him and looks back to the door. You try to free your arm as panic sets in. This man was huge compared to you. You smack at his arm, but it’s no use.

“Not like they’ll miss you.” he says as he takes a step back, with you still in his arm.

“No!” you shout out.

Yeah, he realized that your friends weren’t looking over at you. But Ben was. You punch at his arm again as tears flood in your eyes. You’re shock subsides as you go to scream out Rami’s name, in hopes he can hear you over this music. But before you can, the man is harshly shoved off of you. You grab your arm and rub the sore spot. Tears flood down your cheeks and you’re shaking profusely. You look over to the man and realize it was Ben who had shoved him from you. He now had him pinned against the wall. Ben’s face was bright red as he screamed at him. He leaned the man forward and shoved him harshly into the wall once more.

“Don’t you ever fucking touch her!” he hisses loudly at him.

The man looks terrified as Ben practically shakes with anger. You wrap your arms around yourself as the rest of the gang look over and realize what’s happening. You sob to yourself and just want to leave. Ben then raises his arm back and goes to punch the man.

“Ben!” you cry out.

He’s hears your distressed voice and turns back to look at you quickly. Rami and everyone else are trying to make their way through the crowd to get to you. Ben watches as your scared eyes stare at him, pleading him to help you. He drops his hand and lets go of the man, not taking his eyes off of you. He knew you were terrified and he wanted to comfort you. He runs to you and gently wraps his arms around you. You nuzzle your face into his chest and weep. People around you had seen what happened and they all ganged up on the guy and threw him out. Ben rubbed your back and kissed the top of your head, trying to comfort you.

“You’re alright.” he whispers as he feels you shake. “I’ve got you. You’re alright.”

The rest of the group rush up wide eyed and confused. They look to Ben and he just slowly shakes his head, telling them to not say anything. He had this. They look at you sadly as you sob against him. What had happened was almost traumatizing to you. You lean away and look up to Ben. His big green eyes look worried as he scans over your face. He takes his hand and moves some hair from your eyes. He brushes his thumb over your cheek and wipes away some tears.

“I wanna go home.” you whisper.

He nods quickly and looks back up to the everyone else.

“Alright, yes. I’ll get you a cab-” he goes to say, unsure if he should accompany you or not.

His questions were then answered.

“Will you go with me? I’m too scared to go by myself.”

Ben’s heart swells at your statement and he smiles down to you.

“Of course I’ll go with you. I’ll fight anyone that even looks at you funny.”

You laugh against him which makes him smile. You lean away as he wraps his arm around your shoulders, holding you close to him. He looks back to everyone and nods his head, letting them know you’re okay. The two of you make your way outside and he waves his hand for a cab. You look up to him and stare as he looks around to make sure that guy wasn’t there.

“Thank you.” you say.

He looks down at you fast and gently smiles, pulling you even closer into him.

“Always.”

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You watch as the man stands in front of you with his hands clasped together in front of him. He looks exhausted and quickly gives you a barely half smile. You look beside him and notice the same blonde man from the concert looking at you. His face was more serious as he stared at something directly behind you. You finally look around and become aware of your surroundings. You’re back in your castles parlor room, confused beyond belief.

“What the hell is going on!?” you shout, angry and frustrated. “Who’s that!? He took me! He handcuffed me! What the hell-”

You’re interrupted by a clearing of a throat. You turn your head and watch as your mother and father walk around you, making John move for them. They’re now stood in front of you and your mother’s eyes are red and glossy, a clear sign that she had been crying over you. Her hand is rested on her chest, something she does when she’s trying to calm herself down. Your father watches you with a hard to read look as your eyes are wide.

“What’s going on?” you shout once more.

“That,” your mother shouts, a finger pointing to the blonde man. “Is what could happen to you if someone realized who you are!”

Her face is red from her yelling and the tears streaming down her face. She was angry. More than angry. There was no word to describe how fuming she was.

“You snuck out with no guards! Do you know how terrified we were!?”

You stand up fast from the chair and point a finger at yourself, upset.

“Do you know how terrified I was!?” you shout back at her.

“Good!” she yells. “You should be so lucky that it was somebody actually wanting to protect you! You needed to feel that fear! You needed that helplessness to make you understand how unsafe it is out there for someone like you!”

You take a step back and shake your head, shocked. Your eyes widen as your breathing picks up.

“That was your idea?” you whisper to your mother.

You look to your father quickly and knit your brows together.

“And you let her do that to me? You allowed all of that to happen? I thought you were on my si-”

“It was my idea, y/n.” he says fast.

You freeze and can only stare at him.

“I love you and I’m sorry, but… You’re mother’s right. You need a hard awakening. Your life isn’t normal, my love. It never will be and I’m sorry for that.”

Tears trickle down your face as you feel completely betrayed by your parents, especially your father. He knew how difficult all of this was for you, so him being the one who had came up with that plan, it broke your heart.

“Who even is that?” you ask, looking back to the blonde man.

Your mother raises a brow and lifts her head up.

“Benjamin, your new personal security. Joe is, unfortunately, leaving us early.”

You look to Joe fast and your heart breaks even more - something you didn’t think was possible.

“Joe!?” you ask, walking up to him. “You’re leaving? Tonight?”

He sadly smiles and nods.

“I unfortunately have to start my new job tomorrow. I wanted to tell you sooner. I just didn’t know how, princess.”

You shake your head and rush up to him and wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him close to you. You sob against his shoulder as he cautiously hugs you back. He was the closest thing you have to a sibling, something you’ve always wanted. You lean away and smile, wrinkling your nose at him playfully.

“It’s y/n to you.” you remind him, pushing his arm.

He smiles and nods once.

“Benjamin will be with you 24/7 now. You lost your privileges to do anything by yourself. When you start acting like an adult, you’ll be treated like one. Joseph,” starts your mother. “Please introduce them.”

Joe slightly bows and smiles.

“Yes, your highness.” he says as he walks over to Ben, followed by you.

“Benjamin, this is Princess y/n. Princess, Ben.”

Ben bows to you and lowers his head like he’s supposed to do. You shake yours and quickly reach out and place your hand on his shoulder, a slight spark making you two jump. He lifts his head and his bright green eyes look into yours. You almost forgot how to speak.

“You don’t…” you start. “You don’t have to do that. Any of it. It’s a dumb tradition.”

Your mother clears her throat, warning you to say no more. Ben stands back straight and you playfully roll your eyes, making him try not to smirk.

“Princess,” he says fast, speaking for the first time. “I believe this is yours.”

He pulls out your cell phone from his pocket and reaches it towards you. Your eyes open wide as you grab it fast and hold it close to you. A slight red mark around your wrist causes his mouth to slightly fall open, shocked.

“Princess, I apologize for-” he goes to say.

“No, please don’t apologize. How can you say no to them?” you ask, meaning your parents.

This makes Ben hide a smile as you rub your wrist softly.

“And please, Benjamin,” you start. “It’s y/n.”

Ben watches you and lightly smiles as he nods his head once.

“Ben.” he says back, making you raise a brow and smirk.

You watch him for a second before turning around to face your parents. Your father sadly grins to you as he walks up. He wraps his arms around you and holds you close.

“I’m just happy you’re safe, my love.” he whispers in your ear.

You want to smile at his sweet words, but you can’t. You were still truly upset. You’d argue more about everything, but you were exhausted. Your mother then hugs you and kisses the top of your head.

“Sleep.” she says, cupping your face. “You need it.”

You force a smile and turn back around.

“Benjamin will accompany you.”

You spin around and stare at them fast.

“Accompany me? To bed?” you ask, not understanding.

“Don’t be ridiculous!” says your mother. “There’s a cot outside your room for him. Don’t even think about opening those windows, they’re bolted shut. I’ll see you for breakfast bright and early.”

Your parents walk off and are followed by multiple guards. You look to Ben and Joe and awkwardly smile to them. You hug Joe once more and sigh loudly.

“I promise to visit soon.” he whispers.

You pull away and nod as he makes his way out of the castle. You begin walking to your room and feel Ben’s presence behind you. The long walk was silent and awkward, leaving you to want to fill that void.

“So,” you start, not knowing what to say. “Kidnap people often? You’re pretty good at it.” you joke, half laughing.

Ben doesn’t say anything back as you turn to look at him. His eyes are glued forward on the hallway and you huff as you turn back around.

“I know, bad joke.” you confess.

You silently curse yourself for being not funny and curse your parents for hiring somebody this bloody attractive. You wanna talk about being distracted? Well, this is it.

“Sorry I kicked you in the leg.” you say.

There’s a moment of silence and then he speaks.

“Don’t apologize, princess. Fight or flight is normal in those kinds of situations.”

“Never had to be in that kind of situation.” you tell him, thinking back to it and shuddering.

You reach your room and open your door, peering around. Everything was left just like you had it. You turn around and smile to Ben.

“Well, goodnight?” you say to him, causing him to nod.

“Goodnight, princess.”

You roll your eyes.

“Y/n,” you say once more.

All he does is nod and wait for you to close your door, which you finally do. You strip form your clothes and slip on your nightgown. You slide under your covers and the moment your head hits the pillow, you feel sleep starting to take over. The only thing clouding your mind as you drift to sleep is the face of your new security guard.

***

“I’m her assistant.” says a voice behind your door.

Your eyes flutter open as you move around and begin to wake up. You could have slept much longer, but you didn’t want to. You yawn and stretch as you hear your bedroom door open up and close. You look up sheepishly and watch as Lucy walks towards you, a serious look on her face.

“Oh, I’m so happy you’re okay!” she gasps as she brings you in for a big hug.

You smile against her as she squeezes and leans away.

“I was so worried about you all bloody night!” she scolds.

“I know, I’m sorry! I’m here now, aren’t I?” you ask, leaning against your headboard.

Lucy had a sly smirk on her face as she sits on the edge of your bed.

“So,” she starts. “Who’s the blonde hunk outside your door?”

Your eyes open wide as you shush her loudly.

“Don’t say that! He’s my new security!” you tell her, feeling your face flush.

“He’s cuuuute.” she teases you.

“Careful, Luc. What will Chef Rami think?” you ask, smirking back.

Her face goes serious and pale. She looks around and leans in to you.

“How do you know about us!?” she harshly whispers.

“When the kitchen doors swing open, it’s kind of hard to not see you two snogging in the corner.”

She shuts her eyes and exhales nervously.

“I’m so sorry.” she tells you, honestly feeling bad.

“Luc!” you say fast, shaking your head. “Don’t ever apologize for having feelings for someone. You can’t help who you fall in love with.” you remind her.

She smiles sweetly and leans in to hug you once more.

“Ready for breakfast?” she asks.

You nod your head yes, but you really meant no.

Lucy helps you get around for the day, helping you slip into a white sundress. She helps with hair and makeup and you feel like you’re ready for the day - sort of. You open your bedroom door and are greeted by Ben once more. He smiles briefly, before going serious once more.

“Good morning, princess.” he says.

“Ah, Ben!” you say a little too cheerfully. “Good morning. Remember, it’s just y/n.”

He nods his head as you all begin walking to the dining room. You’re in too much of a cheerful mood, it confuses Lucy and even Ben. You’re skipping down the hallway with a huge smile on your face. You’re not sure why you’re so happy. Last night had been traumatizing for you. You reach the kitchen and freeze when your mother and father weren’t there. They’re never late for a meal. This made a bubble of worry grow inside of you as you look around and to Lucy.

“Where are they?” you ask, nervously.

She shakes her head, not knowing what to say. Just then, Ben’s hand flies up to his earpiece as he listens to something. His face scrunches up in concentration as his eyes glance to you. You watch him and shake your head, insisting that you would like to know. Ben presses a button and gives whoever it is an OK.

“You’re needed in your father’s study.” he says fast.

“Why?” you ask, looking to Lucy.

You were never allowed in your fathers study. You didn’t have a good feeling.

“What’s happening?” you ask, freaking yourself out. “What does he need?”

“I’m not sure, princess. I’ve just been given orders to escort you to your fathers study.”

You swallow hard and nod as the three of you slowly begin walking. You were dreading what you were going to be told when you walk through those doors. What in the world would they need you in there for? You had already been scolded last night, you didn’t understand. You finally reach the room and take in a deep breath before nodding your head, telling the guards perched outside the doors to open them up for you. You walk in and look around at all of the tall bookshelves that line the walls. Your father and mother were sat behind his large, dark oak desk. They had worried expressions as they watch you walk in. They both stand up fast and the tension in the room was thick.

“Mum? Daddy?” you ask worried. “What’s wrong?”

“We need to speak about something.” says your mother, looking to your father for a split second.

“Is it about last night? Please no more scolding, I’m too exhausted for-”

“You have to leave the country.” your father says fast.

You stand there with a smile on your face as your eyes flutter. None of this felt real.

“I- What? I what?” you whisper.

“My love, you have to leave the country. There’s-”

“The country!? As in going to another country? Is this my punishment for what I did? Don’t you think that’s a bit extreme!? I’m sorry for what I did, please don’t send me away! I won’t do it aga-”

“Y/n!” says your mother, trying to calm you down.

She understands how frightening this must sound to you. They both do.

“We’re not sending you away, because we’re mad, sweetie.” she starts.

“We’re sending you away, because,” says your father, glancing to your mother with sad eyes. “Because there’s been a threat… Against you.”

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You continued cleaning when you hear your front door open up and shut. You knew it was Ben and you usually would go greet him, but you don’t. You stay in the kitchen and continue cleaning.

“(Y/N)?” calls out Ben.

You ignore him. You hear footsteps getting closer and then they pause.

“Hey, baby.” he says, walking up to you.

He leans in to kiss your cheek, but you move your head. He pauses and stares at you confused. You turn around and continue cleaning.

“Babe?” he asks, trying to get your attention. “What’s wrong? Are you mad?”

You felt bad by the way he asked, all hurt. You were irritated at him and continued to ignore him.

“(Y/N), please talk to me. What’s wrong?”

You turn around fast to face him.

“Ben Hardy talks to underage girls. Ben Hardy’s nudes are leaked. Ben Hardy blocks a girl he’s talking to.” you repeat all of the headlines you had seen.

Ben’s face falls as he listens to you. He lightly shakes his head.

“Babe…” he starts. “None of it’s true.”

You listen to him and roll your eyes. You look away and huff.

“The fact you would even believe stories like that is shit.” he says, now getting angry.

You look to him and squint your eyes.

“Are you serious? Wait, have you known about these rumors this whole time and didn’t tell me?” you ask, crossing your arms.

His face falls once more and he rubs the back of his neck.

“Yes.”he whispers. “I know about the false accusations, but they’re not true. It’s nothing to worry about.”

You laugh dramatically and look away.

“Your boyfriend’s being accused of talking to other girls, but it’s nothing to worry about.”

Suddenly, you get a notification on your phone and quickly open it up. It’s an article with a title that reads Ben Hardy cheated on girlfriend (Y/N)? You tense your jaw and silently hand your phone to Ben. He grabs it and his heart drops at the sight. He looks up to talk to you, but you are walking away.

“(Y/N)!” he shouts, following you. “It’s not true!”

You walk into your bedroom and to your vanity. You grab a hair tie and throw yours up in a ponytail.

“I know it’s not true, Ben! It’s the fact I had to find out from TMZ and not you.”

He slowly walks up behind you as he watches you from the mirror.

“I know, baby. I should’ve told you. I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.” he whispers as he leans his head down and gently kisses your neck.

You close your eyes and moan as he sucks harshly. You turn around and push him away quickly. He looks at you shocked as you look him up and down.

“You’re sorry?” you ask as you slowly walk up to Ben. “I’ll make you sorry.”

You run your hand up his abdomen and scratch down with your nails. He hisses as you smirk.

“On the bed. Now.” you demand.

Ben smiles at your assertiveness and he listens. He walks over to the bed and sits on the edge of it. You walk up slowly and shake your head.

“Scoot back and lie down.” you order.

He scoots all the way back and does as he’s told.

“Take your clothes off.” you tell him.

He looks at you with excitement in his eyes as he slips his shirt, jeans and underwear off, tossing them to the floor.

“You’re in control, huh?” he asks, watching you.

“Shut up.” you say sternly.

You walk to the dresser and pull out handcuffs. You walk back to Ben and his eyes open wide.

“Shit,” he whispers at the sight of the cuffs.

You smirk and quickly cuff his hands to the bed. He wiggles his arms a bit, but he’s stuck. He looks back to you and your eyes are dark. You slowly slide between his legs and grab his length hard. Ben’s head flies against the pillow as his eyes flutter close. Your hand begins pumping him up and down fast.

“You were bad.” you whisper. “Tell me you were bad.”

Ben moans out loudly.

“I was-I was bad.” he gasps.

You then lean your head down and press your lips against his tip, tasting his precum already. Ben bucks his lips as he groans.

“Oh, fuck baby…” he whines.

You lick his tip, wrap your lips around him and slowly bob your head. Ben looks up to stare at you and you lock your eyes with him. He bites his lip harshly as he watches you take all of him in. You suck harshly and swirl your tongue around, causing Ben’s head to fall onto the pillow once more. You remove your mouth and begin pumping him fast.

“You like that?” you ask.

All Ben can do is nod fast. His breathing speeds up as his hips buck. You know he’s close. You slow down your hand and right before he cums, you remove it completely. Ben’s head flies up to look at you. His eyes are wide.

“No, no! Baby, please! I was so close.” he whines out. “Oh my god, babe, please.”

You smile at his needy reactions and shake your head.

“You think I was gonna let you cum that easily? I want you to beg for it. Will you beg for it?” you ask.

Ben nods fast.

“Yes. Yes, I’ll beg for it. I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”

You bite your lip at his words and return your hand to his length once more. You pump him fast.

“Beg.” you whisper.

“Fuck, please let me cum. Don’t stop touching me. It feels so good.” he says in a breathy voice.

Ben whines in a high tone and your stomach flips at the noise. He’s so frustrated and needy, you loved it.

“Tell me your sorry for lying.” you say.

“I-I’m sorry for lying.”

You lean down and begin sucking him off again. Ben cries out and his legs start shaking. He opens his mouth wide and moans. You know he’s close again and once more, you stop. Ben growls at the loss of contact and squeezes his eyes shut.

“Fuck! Baby, please. Please let me cum.”

“Aw, honey. You don’t like when I edge you?” you ask teasingly.

Ben looks to you and with sad puppy dog eyes, he shakes his head.

“Tell me how bad you want it.” you say loudly.

“I want it so badly! Please, baby. Please, please. Please touch me.”

You smirk up to him and begin bobbing your head excruciatingly fast. Ben wants to pull your hair so bad. He wants to touch you, so it’s driving him crazy that he can’t. He bucks his hip in sync with your lips. His cock twitches in your mouth and you know he’s close. You edged him twice, so his release was soon to come. You suck hard and feel him twitch once more.

“I’m gonna-I’m gonna cum!” he shouts.

Suddenly, warm liquid shoots in the back of your throat. You close your eyes and take all of him in. You swallow every bit and continue sucking. Ben’s body jerks as he bucks his hips once more. You lick his length all clean and back away. You wipe your mouth and watch as his chest rises and falls rapidly. You then slide your panties off and crawl up to straddle him. He opens his eyes and looks up to you. He smiles sheepishly. You bend down and gently kiss him.

“You wanna uncuff me now?” he asks, against your lips.

You smirk and shake your head.

“Oh, baby,” you start. “We’ve only just begun.”

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You were pacing your locked bathroom as you listened to your two boys call out questions to you from left and right. You held the tiny pregnancy test in your hand as your eyes keep darting down to the tiny screen that would tell you your fate. You were about two weeks late for your period, which was unusual for you. You never missed a day, so when you did, nerves hit you hard. You first sat the boys down and explained to them what was happening, resulting in Roger passing out and Ben pacing the living room about to have a mental breakdown. When Roger woke up and Ben calmed himself, the scariness wore off when you all realized you might be starting a family. And now you were about to find out. You peek down at the tiny test and your heart almost stops. You can make out wording on the screen, but can’t tell what it says.

“You’ve gone quiet!” shouts Ben.

“Have you read it!?” yells Roger.

You close your eyes, take in a deep breath and turn the test over fully. You open your eyes and look down quickly. Your heart almost stopped. The capitalized and bold word PREGNANT screamed out at you.

“Pregnant.” you barely whisper to yourself, still staring at it. “Pregnant.” you say louder.

“What?” calls out Ben, not hearing you.

“Pregnant!” you shout.

The boys go quiet as you fling open the door and hold the test out for them to see.

“Pregnant!” you repeat, not finding anything else to say.

Their eyes are wide as they both just stare at your hand. They look almost pale as Ben slowly reaches out to grab the test and bring it up to his face. He reads the word and hands it over to Roger. They both look up at you and watch as your smile is huge and you’re beaming. They swear you’re already glowing. You bite your lip and shake your head.

“Pregnant!” you shout once more.

They both break out into huge grins as they rush towards you and embrace you in giant hugs.

“Oh my god…” whispers Roger.

“You’re gonna be a mum.” says Ben, not believing this.

“And you’re gonna be dads!” you say, hugging them both.

The both place hand over your tummy and look down at it, tears brimming in their eyes. You sniffle and watch as they begin talking to your stomach.

“We’re so excited to meet you.” whispers Rog.

“I really hope you look like your mum.” whispers Ben, causing you to playfully smack his arm.

“Whatever it is, they’ll be beautiful and so loved.” you say, placing your hand on top of theirs.

***

9 Months Later

***

“Beeeeen!”

You were sat on your sofa with a giant, swollen belly. Your due date was two days ago and you were miserable now. Your back hurt, your stomach was sore, small contractions keep hitting you, but the doctors say there’s nothing they can do until your water breaks. Your swollen feet are propped up on the coffee table as you lean your head against the couch. You hear footsteps rush up to you as Ben stares, half scared that you’ve gone into labor.

“Is it time!?” he asks, freaked out.

You laugh and shake your head fast.

“No! Sadly, no. I just really could use some cold water, please?” you ask, giving him puppy dog eyes.

He smiles sweetly and walks up, placing his hand on your swollen belly. He leans forward and kisses you gently.

“Anything you want.” he mumbles, walking away to the kitchen.

You watch him until he’s gone and suddenly feel a sharp pain in your stomach. You place your hand over it and lean forward, squeezing your eyes shut. You groan out and gasp as you let it pass. Roger walks in right as it hits you and he’s next to you in a moment.

“Baby, it’s alright. Just breathe. Maybe we should go in.” he says, rubbing your back.

You shake your head fast and sit up more.

“No! They said we can’t until my water breaks!” you cry out, actual tears falling from your eyes.

Roger frowns and feels helpless as Ben walks back in with a glass of cold water. He notices the look on Roger’s face and your tears hitting the ground below. He places the water down and is at your side in an instant.

“What’s wrong?!” he asks, looking to Roger.

“I think she’s just frustrated.” he says, still rubbing your back. “False contractions are hitting her hard.”

You wipe your eyes and go to reach for the cold water, but another wave of pain hits your hard. You wince and squeeze Ben’s hand hard, making him almost cry out, but not daring to. You hunch forward once more and almost scream at the pain. Your whole stomach tightened up and tensed with the pain. It finally leaves and you’re able to breathe. You lean back and close your eyes, feeling exhausted.

“These seem worse than the other contractions yesterday.” says Ben, watching you closely.

“They seem closer together.” says Roger.

“When did they start?” asks Ben.

You open your eyes and look to him, turning yourself so you’re leaning against Roger, who had his arm around you and rubbing your belly slowly.

“Late last night. I woke up and I…” you start, embarrassed.

Ben and Rog raise a brow as you speak.

“And you what?” they both ask.

Your cheeks flush as you look down at your hands.

“I might’ve… peed a little.” you mumble. “And then that’s when the contractions really set in.” you say fast.

Ben’s eyes are wide as Roger just stares at him.

“Babe, I don’t think you just peed!” he says fast. “I think your water broke!”

You stare at him and your heart beats fast.

“What?” you ask, not wanting it to be true.

“Baby, that’s why your contractions are so bad! You’ve been in labor all bloody night!” says Roger, standing up form the couch. “We’ve gotta go to the hospital!”

Ben stands up and the two boys rush around to grab the emergency bag and gather everything they’ll need. You’re sat on the couch extremely nervous as another wave of pain hits you. You close your eyes and scream out as they stop and run to you. You claw at the couch as the pain hits you hard. A hard, low pressure makes you uncomfortable.

“We’ve gotta go before you have her in the car.” says Ben, helping you slowly stand up.

Roger grabs the car keys and rushes out to get it started. You were on your way to have a baby.

***

12 Hours Later

***

After hours and hours of labor, your baby girl was finally here. Her bright eyes and blonde hair made you smile at the tiny, almost curls. She was only a mere 6 ounces, just a tiny thing. It felt like holding a piece of paper when she was in your arms. So delicate and sweet, only being in your stomach 12 hours ago. She was officially in the world and you already wanted to do everything you can to protect her. You were sat on your large hospital bed with Ben and Roger on either side of you. They were admiring her tiny face as she slept in your arms. The three of you decided not to find out who the father was, but it was so clear by her looks that she was Ben's, but you all would never say anything. She looked just like him, you couldn’t believe it, yet Roger would love her like she was his own. Roger kisses your shoulder as Ben gently runs his thumb over the babies chunky cheek. She smiles and moves around, causing them all to ‘awww’.

“You’re an absolute superhero.” whispers Rog, looking at you.

You look over to him and smile widely. He leans in and kisses you.

“Probably the strongest women we know.” says Ben, making you look over and kiss him as well.

Your little girl moves her head and tries to stretch her tiny little limbs.

“She’s so beautiful.” whispers Roger.

You lean your head against his shoulder and nod.

“Like I said before, thank god she looks like you.” teases Ben, causing you all to laugh and your baby girl to smile in her sleep. You finally had your little family you always wanted.

***

6 Months Later

***

“Ouch! Dammit!”

You’re folding laundry when you hear Roger shout out in pain. You drop the shirt you’re holding and rush into the living room, being greeted by a freaked out Ben as well. You both look to Roger as he holds your daughter with his finger in his mouth. He looks in pain as he looks up to you two.

“She bit me! And then laughed!” he says, frowning.

Your bubbly little girl looks up to him and then belly laughs, causing Roger’s face to soften and for him to smile down at her.

“Who could be mad at that face?” asks Ben as he walks up to them.

He leans in and kisses Roger and then kisses the top of her head.

“She’s teething baby,” you explain. “She’s gonna want to chew on everything now. Especially your fingers.”

Roger looks down at her and gives her a serious look.

“Do you feel bad for hurting daddy?” he asks.

Her face goes serious for a moment and then she bursts into laughter once more, causing you to cover your mouth to hide your laughing.

“You’re lucky you’re so cute.” he whispers to her.

***

3 Months Later

***

Your little girl officially had her first birthday and it was a success. Planning it had been so much fun and you had enough pictures to last a lifetime. When her party was over and bed time was nearing, Ben was sat on the floor with her and holding her little hands as she stood up on her own. He let go of her and clapped his hands, smiling wide.

“Come on, baby! Walk to daddy! Walk to me, sweet girl!”

She smiles at him and then falls on her butt. He helps her back up and tries it again.

“Alright, baby! You got this! Walk to daddy!”

This time, she takes a step and then another, walking to him successfully. Ben’s eyes go wide as he catches her in his arms. She looks up at him while she’s blabbing as he calls out for you and Roger.

“Y/n! Roger! She took her first steps! Her first steps!” he yells.

Seconds pass when Roger and you emerge from the bathroom with towels wrapped around you. You’re completely soaked as you rush to the living room and pause, almost out of breath.

“She walked!” he says again.

“Ben, are you sure?” asks Rog, walking up to them.

Your baby bounces in Ben’s arms as she coos.

“She did! I swear! Watch!”

He scoots her back and lets go, encouraging her once more to walk to him, but she doesn’t. You and Roger watch him with narrowed eyes as you shiver from the cold.

“Ben…” you say.

All of a sudden, your tiny girl takes step after step and walks into Ben’s arms once more. All of you gasp as your mouth falls open.

“She… She walked!” you squeal. “Did you see that!? She walked!”

“I told you!” shouts Ben, excited.

“I’ll get the camera, don’t move!” yells Roger as he runs away, almost slipping.

***

2 Weeks Later

***

“Say ma-ma.” you slowly say to your baby, who’s sitting in her high chair. “Ma-ma.”

She smiles widely, her green eyes bright. She slaps her hand on the tiny table and laughs. You smile and continue on with your practice.

“Say ma-ma, baby girl. Ma-ma.”

The boys walk in from outside and smile when they watch their two girls hanging out. They understand what you’re trying to do as they walk up and kiss you.

“Hi, baby!” whispers Roger as he kisses the top of her head, making her giggle.

“You trying to get her to say mama again?” asks Ben, opening a drink from the fridge.

You frown and nod. You look back to her and smile.

“Ma-ma! Ma-m-”

“Dada!”

Everyone in the kitchen freezes as her tiny voice fills the silence.

“Did she just-”

“Don’t even say it.” you warn him, hissing.

“Dada!” she says again.

The two boys hold back laughs as they walk closer.

“She said dada!” Roger whispers, looking at Ben.

“Go get the camera!” says Ben, causing Roger to rush away.

“I can’t believe she said dada! Say dada, baby!” he says to her.

“Dada!” she says even louder.

“Good girl! You’re so smart, aren’t you? Dada!”

“Ben,” you warn him. “Say dada again and it’s the last thing you hear.”

He smirks and grabs your face to kiss you as Roger rushes back in with the camera up to his face.

“Keep that tone of voice and I’ll have you saying dada all night long.”

***

First Day of Preschool

***

“Does she have everything?” asks Ben, a nervous wreck.

It was her very first day of school and the three of you were on edge and super sad. First time your baby girl would be away from you. She was getting so big and it broke your heart. You’re stood in front of her classroom as other little kids played inside. You were already a crying mess as you bend down to face her. She watched the kids inside and her big green eyes looked excited. She looked back to you and smiled. Roger and Ben bend down with you and their eyes are glossy and red as well.

“Are you ready, baby?” you ask her, your voice trembling.

The boys rub your back, trying to calm you. She nods fast.

“I’m ready, mummy.” she says.

You smile and move a piece of her hair behind her ear.

“Give daddies a hug bye.” you say.

She rushes to Roger and squeezes his neck before kissing him on the cheek.

“Bye, daddy.”

She rushes to Ben and does the exact same.

“Bye, daddy.”

“Bye, baby.” they both say.

She looks back to you and hugs your neck tightly, surprising you. You hug back and squeeze your eyes shut, allowing a few tears to spill.

“Bye, mummy.” she says softly.

“I love you.” you whisper in her ear.

She leans away and notices a tear on your cheek. She hurriedly uses her tiny hand and wipes it away, making you all smile.

“I love you more.” she says.

You kiss her forehead and stand up, followed by the boys.

“Go have fun, baby.” you say, looking towards the room.

She smiles wide and waves at you all as she turns and rushes into the room with her tiny backpack on. She turns around mid room and waves at you all once more, making you smile and sniffle again.

“She’ll be fine.” says Roger, kissing your head.

“It’s only for a few hours.” reminds Ben.

“I know.” you say. “She’s just getting so big.”

They wrap their arms around you and agree. You all walk away from the room and begin heading to the car. You were the luckiest girl in the whole wide world.

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