Telling The Parents

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One Week Later
You and Benedict lie in bed, his head in your neck and his arm draped across your stomach. He had his legs tangled with yours and was snoring into your mech, completely naked.
You feel your eyes flutter open as you' recall the events of the night before- Benedict had ordered the two of you a takeaway and you just ate it in bed whilst talking and laughing about literally the last 6 years that you'd known each other. After eating you both danced around the bedroom to Benedict humming stupid songs, which eventually led to... Certain actions ;)
You smile to yourself but stay stationary as Benedict was still basically unconscious. You turn your head so that you could look at the clock on your bedside table.
You try and sit up, moving Benedict off you without waking him up but as you remove his head from your neck, he grumbles slightly as his eyes slowly open.

"Sorry, I tried not to wake you" you whisper apologetically. Benedict rubs his eyes and shakes his head, smiling slightly. He gently grabs your waist and pulls you on top of him.

"Morning" you say, laughing slightly. Benedict smiles and yawns

"Attractive" you joke as he finishes his yawn. Benedict playfully glares at you before you slowly lower your head and place a soft kiss on his lips. Benedict places his hand on your cheek and deepens the kiss before placing his hand on the back of your head, pressing your lips to his.
You remove your lips from his and smile as he tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear.

"Come on, we need to get up" you say, chuckling. Benedict shakes his head, sitting up and adjusting you so that you were sat on his knee. You smile to yourself as he removes your hair from your neck and kisses your neck softly and slowly

"Ben, we need to-" Benedict cuts you off by his soft kisses working their way to your mouth.

"Ben-" you mumble between kisses. Benedict deepens the kiss and completely ignores you, bringing his hands down to your arse.
You eventually give up trying as you straddle him and drape your arms over his shoulders, continuing kissing him.
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"Benedict, we're going to be late!" You suddenly gasp, your eyes catching your clock as Benedict kisses down your body. You shoot up and throw your legs out of bed, Benedict nearly falling off the bed in the process.
You get off the bed and run over to your wardrobe and frantically look for something to wear.

"Why're you getting dressed?" Benedict moans, burying his face in his pillow. You turn round to face him

"we said that we'd be at your mums for 2 and it's almost half1" you reply. Benedict smirks slightly, folding his arms over his chest

"What?" You ask, turning back round to look through your clothes.
Benedict shakes his head from behind you

"What're you smirking at Romeo over there?" You joke , turning round to Benedict. He shakes his head again

"I just like checking you out when your naked" Benedict replies casually, his eyes flickering across your body.
You roll your eyes playfully as you walk over to your bra draw and put one on along with a pair of knickers

"Sorry" you joke as Benedict pulls a sad face as you pull your knickers up. Benedict's sad face suddenly turns into a smile when you pick out the flowery blue dress that you basically always wore.
You put it over your head and pull it down, flattening it out as you do so. You turn to Benedict and smirk before grabbing a pair of boxers from the floor and throwing them at him. Benedict catches them and smiles to himself as he puts them on.
Benedict walks over to you, his eyes never leaving yours whilst your eyes flicker between his and his bare muscly chest. A smile grows on his face as he places a kiss on your cheek and walks past you to get to his side of your wardrobe and picks himself out a shirt a tie.
You sit on the bed and watch him as he dresses himself and smile to yourself as to how lucky you were to have someone like him.
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Benedict opens the passenger side of his car for you to go in before he gets into the drivers side. You both buckle your seat belts and drive down the road.

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