Be With Me

Chapter Thirty

After such a long day of physical activity, they were starving. The pair dug into their food right as it was delivered, and Ben was sweet enough to endure a Disney movie. Rey chose the movie Encanto and realized this movie about fighting families' expectations and societal expectations of oneself and the realization of your inner worth not being dependent on the ability to fulfill said expectations may have struck a nerve with him as he just sat and silently stared at the screen – especially during the emotional moments of the film. At first, she regretted her decision but quickly realized maybe it wasn't so bad he watched and hopefully internalized some of the messages being conveyed. She was too hesitant to look at him during some of the emotional bits but thought she saw his eyes line with silver at one point.

She was curled up to his long side as they watched the credits roll. Ben's breathing was getting deep and steady and when she peered up at him, his eyelids were heavy but still open. She had hoped he wasn't too tired...

She wiggled out of his arm and pulled off the hoody she had gotten into before lounging on the couch. She flung it onto the armrest of the dark gray sofa, which had proven to be much softer than she'd expected, stood up, and let herself fall limply onto his lap. It drew out a low, amused grunt from him and she flung her arms around his neck.

She didn't need to say anything as she kissed him and he immediately stood up with her in his arms, carrying her to the bedroom.

"Wanna test that theory now?" He asked and she clung to him even tighter in response.

When he set her on the edge of his bed, he pulled his black muscle shirt over his head and let it drop to the floor next to him. He helped her slip out of her white cami shirt before she reached for his shiny gray basketball shorts. She didn't get the chance to grab onto them because he was already picking her up from under her armpits and moving her towards the headboard as if she were the weight of a pillow. He lowered himself to her stomach and slid off her blush-colored tights. When she reached behind her back to unlatch her bra, he moved quick to grab her wrists, placed them both over her head and kept them in place with one hand as the other reached behind her back unfastening the hook for her. His index finger slid under the bow keeping the cups together and moved it towards and then over her head, exposing her chest for him to admire. Still holding her arms over her head, he moved down to her now tightened slopes that longed for his touch. Ben obliged and went on an elaborate exploration with his lips and tongue. As he continued to descend towards her South, he halted and looked up, silently waiting for her permission. She dipped her chin in consent and bit her lip as he returned to where he had left off. He tugged down the last piece of fabric on her and flung it somewhere into the room. He backed up on his knees, sitting on his heels to admire the sight of her splayed out on his bed. Just as he had suggested earlier. She smiled at him suggestively, knowing the same thought had crossed his mind.

The bass of his growl rumbled through him. That animalistic sound let the heat in her core intensify. She parted her knees to allow better access as he pressed a sensual trail of kisses up her thigh until he reached her apex. This time he worshipped her more thoroughly and intensely than the last and she wondered how much he had been holding back. Pleasure split through her, and her one hand grabbed the black sheets as the other hand reached for his head, her fingers finding their way into his hair as he worked her. She whimpered, trying to remain quiet.

His dark, hungry eyes met hers as he hummed, "You don't have to hold back, sweetheart. You can moan or scream as loud as you need to." When she hesitated, thinking of the fact that he had neighbors, he added, "please. For me."

She bit her lip but still wasn't completely comfortable with that idea. He noticed it and studied her for a millisecond before firmly flipping her onto her stomach, pulling her hips towards him and saying, "grab that pillow."