BENNY WATTS IMAGINES- The Queen's Gambit

Self- defence lessons with Benny part 2 [smut]

Warning: Contains violence, smut and fluff, read it at your own risk⚠️

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Previously:

Taking the opportunity, Benny grabbed her waist and turned them so she was against the wall with her both hands held by his and the knife fell on the floor with a clattering sound.

'Never hesitate, ever.' he warned.

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Two weeks, it had been two weeks and y/n was exhausted with the training Benny was giving her.

Or maybe she was sexually frustrated with the way he was teaching her. Touching her, kissing her neck, holding her by the waist and making her feel overwhelmed about her lack of sexual pleasure.

Every time he caught her off guard, touched her in a different way, sometimes pinning her on the wall and the other times bending her over the counters or even worse, pushing her on the bed.

Every time he did that, y/n reacted differently and she was so proud that she was learning faster but the sexual tension between them wasn't helping.

Today was a Saturday morning, it had been a fortnight since she had been home for an entire day and Benny didn't mind her staying at his place, he loved her company.

And maybe he loved to push all her buttons down one by one, until she was totally out of her mind, begging for him.

'So what are we doing today?' y/n asked curiously.

'I'll be a little harsh on you today.' he smirked.

The day had passed soon and the sun was setting, y/n was prepared for his move the entire day but he didn't do anything, maybe he had forgotten.

At seven, y/n had some coffee and played chess against him, sighing heavily every time she lost.

'Next time, I'm choosing the game.' y/n huffed, losing for what felt like the millionth time today.

'Read this book, might give you some basic knowledge about chess.' Benny chuckled, going to his bedroom.

Tonight, Benny had different intentions. He wanted to put her in a position where it was impossible for her to run away.

He loved to touch her and press her small frame against his chest.

He loved to watch her squirm under his grip and struggle to fight back.

She felt so pure under his control and he desired it even more.

He desired being in charge.

A mischievous smirk crept on his lips as he quietly came back to the living room and looked at y/n's innocent figure, her curious eyes still looking into the book he gave her.

He was barely able to control himself, he had to do it, maybe she wanted it as much as he did and there was only one way to find out.

Benny advanced towards her, his heavy footsteps alerted her but he was fast enough to grab her wrists and pull her up, then put them behind her back, holding them with just one hand.

Her hands being held by his, she felt a little powerless but her feet were still free.

She was about to kick him in the balls but stopped midway when he kissed her soft lips, his eyes reflecting nothing but lust and a desire to have her screaming under him.

Y/n was frozen in her spot when he kissed her second time, only this time backing her up against the nearest wall.

'What would you do y/n? Helpless and stuck again?' Benny mumbled in her ear then kissed her neck violently.