BOTTOM???? 🤧

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Reader's POV:

"Would you have stopped me?"

He starts fidgeting with his hat.

"uhm.. I uh-"

I sit down beside him, intertwining our fingers, he stares at our hands and fumbles over his words.

"N-no, I wouldn't stop you."

I hum, running my free hand up the side of his forearm, he shivers and stares at my hands for a moment.

"Ben.. are you a bottom-"

I ask, holding back a laugh, he huffs.

"Shut up, dude! I've never done anything like this before, okay?"

I nod, kissing from his shoulder up the side of his neck, he sighs a little as I tug around the waistband of his tights.

"Well, Ben, what do you want to happen next?"

He swallows hard, holding my forearm for balance.

"u-uh.. we could like- k-kiss.. or something."

I chuckle quickly before placing my lips onto his colder ones.

 I place him on my lap gently, rubbing my hands down his back under his shirt before tugging it off and throwing it on his bed, he shivers in surprise but refuses to pull away from my mouth.

He sighs into my lips as I practically shove my tongue down his throat.

He doesn't dare fight for dominance and arches his chest into mine, I bite at his lips softly, he sighs and mumbles "this is nice" into my mouth.

He rocks his hips on mine, whimpering at the friction. I smile and grind upwards and he moans softly, running his hands up behind my neck and tugging at my hair gently.

"bed." 

I whisper into his skin, he nods, standing slowly and pulling me up by my hand, I sit on the edge and pull him onto my lap so his back face my chest.

I gently palm him through his leggings, his breathing hitches and he rests his head on my shoulder.

"you're so handsome."

I praise, he whines, gripping my sleeves as I palm him.

I pull his leggings off and squeeze his thigh gently.

"Tell me what you want."

I say, he furrows his eyebrows.

"w-what?"

"tell me what you want."

he swallows hard, avoiding eye contact.

"uhm.. I want.. you.."

I smirk, kissing his jaw and taking his wrists in my hands.

"okay~"

I whisper, my thoughts hazy from lust.

I pull him close and take off my shirt, he lets his fingers trail around my bare stomach for a minute before I flick his nose.

He looks away, mumbling an apology, I run my hands up his chest and hold him to me by his shoulders, rubbing into his skin with my thumbs.

I run my hands back down to his boxers, running my fingertips around the waistband.

I look over to his face as I trail my fingers under the fabric, quirking an eyebrow, he nods.

I smile, turning his face towards mine and kissing him softly as I slip my hand into his boxers, teasing him, he whines.

"please.."

he whispers into my lips, tugging me closer, I hum.

"Alright, fine."

I say, bringing my hand up to my face and spitting in my palm. I slip it back into his boxers and start to pump his (fucking kill me) member slowly, His breathing shakes and he digs his nails into my jeans.

He bucks his hips into my hand, letting his head fall backwards, his blonde hair falling into his face.

I squeeze his member slightly as I pump it, he shivers, arching his hips further into my hand, I smile down at the blonde mess in front of me. god he's adorable when he whimpers for me.

I can tell he's about to finish by the way his shoulders shake and his toes curl, I use my free hand to point his face towards mine.

"beg me for it."

His bottom lip trembles as he opens his mouth to speak.

"p-please, let me finish- I-I'll do anything."

he whimpers, holding onto my arm, I nod.

"Fine, but only because my hand is getting tired."

As I finish my sentence, he finishes on my hand, I kiss the nape of his neck as I pull my hand out of his shorts, my fingers covered in a sticky substance.

"did I do that.."

I laugh into his shoulder, nodding.

"yeah, but it's okay."

I say, licking off my fingers, BEN hides his bright face with his hands.

but I'm not in love, we're just friends.. right?

(OKAY- SO, WAS IT GOOOOOD???? CAUSE I WRITE SMUT SOMETIMES BUT I USUALLY DONT POST ITTTTT, SO HERE GOES NOTHIN IG 🧍‍♂️)

               (P.S. ILL WRITE AFTERCARE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER, IM JUST TIRED RN OK 🤧)

          - M A R C U S S Y 🧍‍♂️



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