Prompts: That's it baby girl/Scream my fucking name
Warnings: sex, anal, swearing, slight violence, NSFW gifs (gifs not mine), 18+ readers
Tom couldn't wait for this night to be over with. When you invited him to your mother's 50th Wedding Anniversary he was a little sceptical about it. It was no secret that she wasn't a fan of his due to the large age gap between you and he. But nonetheless he agreed to come with you, thinking it would be a nice change to the tedious red carpet and interviews he drags you to. Despite your mother not really giving him a warm welcome (nothing new) the pair of you had a fun time, that was until about an hour ago when your mother dragged your ex over so you could 'catch up'.
He sat alone drinking as he watched you and your ex, with his hand on the back of your chair, softly touching your shoulder every now and then. He trusted you, but he didn't trust him. Tom thought you hadn't noticed but you had. You knew what your ex was like.
You'd begged your mother not to invite him but she insisted he was still a friend of the family. When the two of you broke up she was devastated and when you announced your relationship with Tom she made it very clear who she preferred. She'd never even taken the chance to get to know him, all because he was a little over ten years older than you. You'd never got on with your mother but even more since she treated Tom with no respect.
"He's just using you, Y/N!"
"Using me? I've known Tom for years."
"He's too old for you, Y/N."
"Too old?"
"I can't believe how well you look." Ben smirked as he brushed his fingers over your shoulder.
You tried not to roll your eyes. "Thank you." you sighed softly.
"Seriously. These last... how long has it been since we saw each other?" he asked.
This time you rolled your eyes. "Four years, Ben. You know how long it's been."
Ben sat back laughing. "C'mon, babe, I'm trying not to hurt you here." you shook your head sighing. "Seriously though, you're looking good. Slimmer, sexier..." he licked his bottom lip as his eyes fell down your body. "I can see what he sees in you but... what do you see in him?" he asked leaning closer to you.
"For one he doesn't cheat on me." you hissed at him.
Ben rolled his eyes. "Fuck, me... four years ago, babe."
"Stop, calling me babe." you sighed as you stood to your feet only for Ben to grab a hold of your wrist. "Let go of me."
"C'mon, sweetheart. What happened to forgive and forget." he smirked up at you before he stood to his feet, pulling you closer to him. "Why don't we get out of here? Let's go have some fun. We were good together, you know? Your mum would love for us to be us again. Get rid of that old fuck."
You pushed him back as you tried to free your hand. "Don't talk about Tom like that."
Ben grinned as he pressed his lips to your ear. "Bet I can make you scream my name louder than he can."
"Bet you can't!" Tom grabbed a hold of your arm pulling you out of Ben's grip. Tom grabbed Ben by his shirt and pulled him towards him. "If I ever see you lay one fucking finger on her again, I'll fucking, kill you. Do you understand?" Tom glared at him.
"Calm down old man. Don't want you busting a hip." Ben smirked as he pushed Tom's hands off him. Ben turned to you and gave you a wink. "Maybe next time for that wink, babe. Let me know when you're ready. You were always easy to get into bed." he chuckled.
