You yawned as you and Ben slowly went up the stairs. Work wise, it had been a long day for you both. "What time will the kids be in?" Ben asked with a yawn. You shrugged, then said, "Who knows? Who cares?"
"I care," Ben sharply retorted. "What if there's drinking?" You face planted into your bed and told him, "They're celebrating the end of the school year, so I'm sure there will be." He face planted right next to you and asked, "What about Em? What about her tank and you know what happened the last time she went to a party..."
You put your finger over his lips and said, "She'll be fine." He took your finger in his mouth and playfully bit down until you pulled it away. "What if she does worse than drink?" He asked. "What if she has sex? Again. Where you the one who gave her the birth control, by the way? I never asked."
You groaned and rolled on to your back. "When she started dating Tanner, I took her to get the pills," you explained. "It was better to be safe than sorry. Besides, I was her age my first time. Alex Ronan at Debbie Berk's house."
Ben hummed, then asked, "How'd that go for you?" You sighed, then told him, "Awful. We did it in the back of his car. No condom, but I was on the pill. Actually, we never did it with a condom, but he would never come. It was weird. Anyways, I never had an orgasm with him."
Ben shot one eye open and asked, "Never? My God, woman, how did you survive?" You lifted up your right hand and asked, "How do you think?" He chuckled, then said, "Well, I always made sure the women I slept with had at least two orgasms. And like a proper gentleman, I would deflower women in my bed, never in my car. Actually, my first time was in her bed while her parents were sleeping next door. Most nerve wracking moment of my life."
You slapped your splayed hand on his face and said, "Now you have me." He put his hand on your crotch and said, "Now you have me to give you endless orgasms. Did I ever tell you how happy I am that we're still having sex? Adam and James say they get it maybe once a month."
After scooting closer to him and resting your head on his chest, you told him, "Well, you're spoiled, then. Maybe that's why I'm tired all the time." He chuckled, then lightly smacked your ass. "Our sex drive would be considered mad if other people knew how many times we do it a week."
"Good thing my tubes are tied," you said with a smile. He smirked and said, "True. How come you didn't want me to get snipped again?" You sighed, as every time you explained this, it led him to getting a blowjob. You knew his play by now.
While rolling over to your side, facing away from him, you explained, "I wouldn't be able to survive if I didn't have three things to suck on." You could hear him groan in frustration. "I'll make it up to you tomorrow, honey," you yawned.
A few minutes later, you were passed out. Ben curled up behind you and wrapped you up in his arms. "I'll be sure to return the favor," he sleepily mumbled.
The next morning, Ben was the first to wake up. He carefully untangled himself from you, then trudged downstairs. When he got into the kitchen, he saw Nate slumped over the kitchen island. "Late night, son?" He asked.
Nate jumped, then winced when he opened his eyes to the harsh light. Ben patted his shoulder, then said, "Hang on, I know just the trick." He grabbed him water and coffee, then started cutting up bagels in tiny pieces and putting cream cheese on them.
He toasted them, then set them on a plate in front Nate. "Tiny portions make it easier," he explained. Nate nibbled on the bagel pieces while Ben sat himself next to him. "Did your sister drink?" He asked.
Nate shook his head, making Ben relieved. "Good," he breathed out. "Well, I'll go see if she wants some breakfast. You keep near a bathroom." He went upstairs and lightly knocked on Em's door before opening it.
"Oh for the love of God," he muttered when he saw her and Chris tangled together under the sheets. "Okay, that I'm not entirely okay with," your tired voice said from behind him. Ben sighed, "Right. Come on, wake up!"
He went over and almost pulled off the blankets, but feared what he would find underneath. Em and Chris both jolted awake and looked up at Ben. Chris nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw Ben and immediately scrambled out of bed in nothing but his boxers.
"M-Mister Cumberbatch, I'm so sorry!" He stammered. "I swear, I was only going to be in here until she fell asleep, then I was going to go on the couch..." Ben quirked an eyebrow at him and his state of dress.
Chris quickly grabbed a sheet and covered himself. "Em, up, now," Ben ordered. Em seemed to pull the covers around her tighter with an odd look on her face. "Oh, Jesus," Ben scoffed. "Both of you get dressed and get downstairs," he barked. "We are having serious talk about this."
He walked out of the room and slammed the door shut. You stood there in a bit of shock. "That just happened," you said. "They had sex when our room is right there." Ben rolled his eyes and shook his head. He didn't want to think about that.
When he went into the kitchen, Nate was gone, but he could hear puking sounds in the bathroom. "Son, you alright?" He asked. He heard the toilet flush, then Nate mumble, "Perfect." You went up to the door and said, "Baby, the best thing to do is not fight it. Actually, the best thing to do is just make yourself throw it all up until your stomach doesn't hurt anymore."
A few moments later, you heard puking sounds again and smiled. "He'll be fine," you told Ben. When you both went back into the kitchen, Em and Chris were waiting. "Sit down," Ben told them. They both sat next to each other, while you and Ben sat across from them.
"Look," Ben sighed, clenching his fists to hold back his anger, "I understand you're both...active teenagers, I just...christ, you can't have the decency to do that when we're not in the next room sleeping? Or at least make an attempt to look like nothing happened? You're both sixteen, this shouldn't even be happening!"
You put your hand on his shoulder to calm him, then said, "What your father is saying, is that we would feel better if you just...sneak around, I don't know!" Ben gave you a double take, to which you responded, "They don't teach you this when you give birth, I don't know!"
He sighed, then told them, "Look, just stop. I don't like the fact that you are defiling my sixteen year old daughter under my roof. I don't like that she has sex this young, as a matter of fact, I loath it, but there's nothing I can do about it now, can I? For my sake, and yours, just...stop."
The two teens stared blankly at you. "Stop having sex," Em repeated, "even though you won't know if we do stop or not..." Ben slammed his fist down on the counter as you hissed, "That was the point!" He put his hands up, then said, "That's it, I tried to be reasonable and understanding, but no. Em, you're grounded. Chris, you need to leave before something happens."
Em scoffed, but Chris didn't utter a word as he was out the door in a flash. "That's not fair!" Em shouted. "It's none of your business if we do it or not, you shouldn't even know!" Ben grunted as he told her, "I never wanted to know, but I had to find out, didn't I? When I had to pick you up from that barn after that prick used you!"
You rubbed his back and sighed, as Em said, "You think Chris is using me. You think he's like Tanner." Ben let out a sharp breath and said, "Every boy is like Tanner and always will be to me until they can prove otherwise. Chris is a good kid, but he hasn't proven to be any different so far."
Em shook her head with tears in her eyes. "I'm growing up," she told him. "Face it, dad, okay? I'm not your little girl anymore." Ben's face fell at her words and watched as she stormed upstairs.
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Will You Love Me? : The Golden Years
Romance10 years after the first part of "Will You Love Me?", we continue to follow you and Benedict through the kids' teenage years. Boyfriends happen, high school drama, the whole nine yards! It's quite the rollercoaster, so make sure you hold on! *Trigge...