Benny Watts Imagines

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I smiled playfully as I sat against the wall of the basement apartment, gently peeking my eyes over the copy of Chess Review I found on the small table I wasn't reading. It was just my cover for looking. His skinny but strong body tight to the table moving his pieces replaying his last few tournament games. His long hair falling slightly in his eye on his right in waves slightly where he washed it this morning, his hand often moved touching his facial hair when he was thinking his dark green slightly pattern shirt undone to the centre of his chest exposing the pale skin his chains against the skin there, his belt on him tightly but his knife somewhere I didn't know, his jeans tight to every crevice even if the table concealed what I wanted to see, his bare feet against the legs of his chair 

"Oooohhh Master Benjamin Watts!" I called playfully making him look up rather confused

"That was the most formal way you've ever said hello to me but… yes. What do you want?' he asks 

"Entertain me" I whine 

He offered the chair across the table and chess board from him but I pouted "well then don't complain your bored" he says 

"But I wanna complain" I whine 

"Well I'm busy, you choose to stay here no one's stopping you from not being here. You don't live here. You can go shopping, go for a walk I really don't care what you do" he explained

"Why am I friends with you benny?' I asked 

"That's a very good question, why are you friends with me?" He asks resting his chin on his hand and his elbow on the table 

"Because your cute, and your fun sometimes' I smiled 

"Not your boyfriend y/n"

"I know, my boyfriend is big and strong, and affectionate and would do anything for me and makes me breakfast every morning and eats me out for hours every night" I smiled as I wandered across the apartment fiddling with my skirt Benny was borderline ignoring me at this point focusing on his chess as I stepped behind him putting my hands on his shoulders and gently rubbing to massage his skin 

"Sounds very lovely, your boyfriend. He still gets jealous because you're here with me?"

"Very much"

"That doesn't explain why you hang out with me? When you have a perfectly good boyfriend?" 

"My boyfriend is a vibrator Benny we both know this"

"I do. is there such a thing as too comfortable with someone because I feel like we're there" 

"We're not too comfortable Benny it's just a case of neither of us cares" I smiled "coffee?" 

"Sure," he shrugs so I went to the kitchen filling his half rusted kettle setting it on the burner, having to try four or five times turning the clanky button before it actually lit the burner of the job. I got his usual cup filling the milk to where he liked it And then the instant coffee powder, I hated the stuff but chess tournament's and such we're always far too cheap to make fresh brewed coffee for everyone so it was always instant powder and he had gotten accustomed to the taste of it as soon as the kettle boiled I filled up the cup giving it a stir before setting it beside his chess board he moved his hand to take it but I stopped him and coughed expectantly "thank you"

"Your welcome" I smiled moving my hand away sitting on the little round ottamon in benny's apartment watching him sip his coffee and play against himself 

"What do you want y/n? Why are you in my apartment? Why won't you leave? To what purpose are you staying here?" He asks 

"Because I can" I shrug