it pisses him off real bad if you do anything without him.
the perverted little elf gets a twinge to his ears when he has a feeling, too. so he checks up on you, through whatever screen he could reach first.
he watches you, noticing you laying naked on your bed, and the fluttering in his chest is a mix of a lot of things.
you sprawled on your sheets abusing your cunt, he’d never be opposed to seeing that. but without him?
heat rushed to his cheeks in aggravation, but he felt the same warmth rise in his pants just then too.
as he kept watching, he stopped himself. you pulled out your vibrator, and it gave him an idea.
at first, he watched you, let you have your fun.
carefully watching through your screen on his, you having not a single clue, you bring the toy between your legs.
his cock twitches, ears doing the same. he was mad, and you were going to know about it.
your back arched off the bed at the vibration, it buzzing at the lowest setting for the time being. your legs clamped around your hand, hips rolling to find a pleasurable rhythm.
as much as he shamelessly enjoyed watching the scene in front of him unfold, he needed to teach you a lesson. remind you of the boundary he set, and punish you for stepping past it.
he narrowed the field, focusing on one thing and one thing only.
suddenly, your vibrator stopped. you assumed it had died and sighed in disbelief.
before even thinking about sitting up to charge it again, it buzzed back to life.
you gasped at the surprise, but you were grateful it wasn’t dead.
ben’s eyes narrowed, and he felt his body grow hot, electric, feeling a vibration of his own on his skin.
you rubbed the toy harder against your slick cunt, loud, sloppy moans falling from your lips as you found the rhythm you had previously.
yeah, you were enjoying yourself too much now, and he convulsed, swearing he glitched a little of annoyance.
the vibrator pulsated erratically, your hips jerking in response.
it felt good, but you lay there, grinding and confused.
the setting abruptly shifted to the highest, sending an overwhelming shock through your clit.
your legs lock and you pull the toy away, but your tv turns on.
it’s a white screen, no sound, and a hand comes out, then his shoulder, and face.
realizing who it was, you cover your body with your blanket.
“jesus, ben, don’t fucking—!”
his voice was distorted and reverbed in the air as he fully climbed out of your screen, immediately pouncing on you.
he rips the blanket off you, grabbing your vibrator from the side and shoving your legs apart.
his body forces its way between your legs as he settles there, and he brings the toy back to your cunt, max power.
“f-fuck, i’m sorry!—i-ha—ah!”
your hand flies to his shoulder, trying to push him away, but suddenly he’d sat solid.
you knew he was strong, stronger than you at least, but your efforts on fighting back and getting him off were pathetically useless, he laughed.
“sorry? yeah, you will be”
he rubbed circles with your vibrator, it pulsing now, low to high, he must be doing something to exert the power of the buzz, it was intense. it was overwhelming.
your legs tried to close, but he held them open, one of his arms hooking around the back of your knee while his body anchored against it, and his other used all its strength to keep you there while he tortured you, no way in hell you were closing them now.
“please!—fuck, please—ben! too-too-”
“-too, what? too fucking much?”
your body trembled as he spit at you, shoving the vibrator further against your aching cunt, your folds molded around it. it was like he wanted to push it inside.
your walls clenched around nothing, your legs pushing with all your strength against him to close.
“this’ll teach you not to be a needy fucking brat”
his head lowered slightly, and he used more of his power to overdrive the vibrator as he bit the inside of your thigh.
you yelped, screamed for him to stop, apologizing profusely.
“this is how it’s ’spose to be, yeah?”
