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Twilight

Request by Anonymous: Hey darling, may I remain anonymous?When you have time, could you maybe make a Canon of Benjamin and Tia from Breaking, then part 2, where they first live with Amun and argue in the hallway because he hardly shows her any love in bed, and then less than 10 minutes later in the hallway... have fun, if you know what I mean. He satisfied her upstairs to hesitate.He gave her Arabic nicknames like "Habiti" or "my heart" etc.

She's not only aroused by the nicknames, but also by the fact that he caresses her and tries out more than one position on her.And that they do it in the hallway.

I know that's a lot, but it would be an insight into their lives before or after Breaking Dawn Part 2 and Forks.Thank you, have a nice day.

Person(s): Benjamin, Tia

Tags: 18+readersonly, pet names, multiple positions, vague voyerusim/exhibhitonism/public sex, choking, restraints

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Benjamin looked over at Tia as she lounged on the couch on the other side of the room, reading a book whose front cover he couldn't see at the moment. The light was coming through the window at just the right angle to illuminate her figure behind her, without actually touching her skin to sparkle. 

Amun and his wife were out at the moment, leaving it as just the two of them in the house. Benjamin was supposed to be practicing his abilities, but he was distracted by Tias' demeanor. She was off with him about something. Had been for a couple of weeks but he simply hadn't been able to talk to her about it because he didn't want to discuss it when Amun was around. 

Still. . . 

He watched his hand intently, focusing on bringing four flames up onto his fingers, before hearing the sound of Tia vamping (neither a walk nor a run, but rather a move at almost the speed of teleportation for humans) from the room. 

He frowned, getting up at a human speed, walking over to the door. He glanced at the book she had been reading, whose cover read 'God of Fury' by Rina Kent. He'd never heard of it before. 

He found Tia in the hallway, changing the arrangement of flowers that was on the table there. 

"Tia, is there something wrong?" Benjamin asked before he really thought about it. 

Tia's red eyes flashed at him and she crossed her arms over her chest. But reading her body language, he realized she wasn't angry, but instead embarrassed.

Tia looked at her husband, standing in the darkened husband though she could see him clearly. Amun hated electricity, everything in the house was run with candles and natural light. Not that it mattered any. The shadows simply added to his person. 

She was not angry with him, and she didn't want him to perceive that as the case. But she was. . . desperate. . . and all the more because she didn't know how to tell him. 

"Not wrong." She mused out loud, quietly. "Just. . . unsatisfied." 

"With what?" Benjamin asked, coming closer. "Habiti, tell me what it is and I shall accomplish it till you are satisfied." 

Tia felt a small smile tug at her lips. "No, Benji it's. . . I want you to be more passionate. I want you to love me more in the bedroom." 

"What?!" He asked, clearly surprised by her request, "My heart, have I not shown you that I love you?" 

Tia stepped closer to him in the dim hallway, the candlelight flickering against the walls behind her. "You have," she said softly. "But you are careful with me. Always careful. As if I might break."