Jeff x Ben-Dirty Mind

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"Hey, Jeff," Ben said suddenly as he shifted. He was laying on top of me on the couch.

"Yeah?" I asked, not looking up as I was too comfortable.

He rolled over and then sat up on my waist, straddling me. He placed his hands on my chest and I chuckled as he blushed a little. I reached up and pushed a few strands of hair away from his face so I could see his eyes clearly.

"Do we have too much sex?" He asked. I placed a hand on his hip and thought.

"Hmmm," I said as I squinted and looked up.

We had sex at Jack's party, then several times after that, we have sex in my car all the time, we have sex a lot at home and pretty much every time we go out. One time when we went to hang with friends we went into Masky's bathroom just to have sex,

"No, I don't think we do." I shrugged as I gripped his hip tighter.

"Do you think we do?" I asked him. He readjusted a little.

"I don't know, I feel like if I counted every time we've had sex and told someone, they would be... Like, uncomfortable or something."

"Well, who cares?"

"Yeah," He mumbled as he brought his hand up to his lips.

I chuckled deeply "Are you worrying about other peoples opinions? You know people can't tell how much you've had sex, right?" I questioned. He blushed.

"I think if I counted the number of times I've had sex with you, it would be more than how many times I've had sex in my life." He said and I laughed as my ego grew.

"That's because I'm the best at it," I said with pride as I licked my lips. Ben laughed.

I pulled my legs up and pushed his back so he was sitting on my torso instead of my hips. He gigged as I gripped his small waist.

"What if we found a hobby?" He inquired as he leaned back against my legs.

"That depends... Can sex be our hobby?" I asked with a grin. He rolled his eyes.

"Well, do you even like sex? You seem to like it when you beg me to fuck you sens-"

"Okay!" He exclaimed. I laughed as I scooted back and sat up. I placed him in my lap and he pouted cutely as he placed his hands on my chest.

"You know that picture Offenderman took of us making out and we were both shook and stuff?" I asked and Ben hesitated before nodding.

"I guess he doesn't have any blackmail on us with it anymore, because, I honestly could care less if people found out or he showed it to anybody."

"Same, I wonder what the blackmail would've been," Ben replied.

"Well, Slendy said he took a liking to me so it would probably be a gross sexual one or something," I said and Ben nodded in disgust.

...

"So why are you thinking about us having sex all the sudden?" I asked, questioning his worry with us having too much sex from earlier.

"I dunno. I've just been thinking about life a lot lately." Ben shrugged as he traced imaginary shapes on my shirt with his finger. I felt a shiver go down my spine.

He looked up at me and I smiled down at him as he continued.

"Are you happy?" I asked.

He hesitated.

"I think so." He nodded.

"Do I make you happy?" I elaborated.

"Of course you do." He grinned as he laid his head on my chest. I squeezed him until he squeaked.