☆𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐲 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬☆

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in today's chapter, this content will contain smut. if you are not a big fan of smut and you get uncomfortable reading it please skip over it. this '' is a warning sign. not very noticeable but i don't want to put emojis in my chapters unless i have to. just as long as you enjoy the chapter, you'll be fine. but if you like getting down and dirty, this is your chance because the last time i wrote full smut was like months ago.

y/n sat in her room, looking through the magazine that was laid out on the desk. she flipped through the pages, hearing the door open. she turned and entered warren, along with everyone else.
"hey" jean perked with excitement. "hey" she responded with a laugh. "we came to tell you that, we planned on going to the beach in a hour maybe" scott said. "the-the beach? at eleven o'clock?" she asked unsure since it was pretty late. "yeah...did you have other plans?" peter asked. "it's dark out-" she started to say but warren accepted the invite.

"we'll be there" warren said rubbing y/n's lower back and looking at her. after planning the rest of the night out, they told their goodbyes and closed the door behind them. "babe, i don't want to go to the beach" she told warren, who was looking around the room for his swim trunks. he stopped his actions and looked back at his girlfriend. "why not? you always skip out on the beach"

"i'm just not a big fan of it" she shrugged shoulders. "how can you not be a big fan of something if you've never been there? come on babe, it'll be fun"

as warren kept bugging y/n about going to the beach, it got annoying to her—going back and forth of him saying yes and her denying it and saying no. it's not that she didn't want to go, she always wanted to, but just never had the guts to because out in public and exposed like that. she wasn't very proud of her body like the other girls were, so she kept it hid as much as possible from the others, but not from warren because she trusted and felt safe from judgement with him.

"warren, i'm not going" she finally said making sure her tone was strong enough for him to understand that's he was being serious. "i'm not going to look good as the others" she mumbled holding her arms hoping he wouldn't hear her clearly. warren's face fell into a sad one when he heard that sentence leave her mouth. "what do you mean by that?" he asked softly. she looked down avoiding eye contact with him. "hey, what did you mean-" he reached for her but she moved away from him. "nothing, i meant nothing-" she instantly regretted saying and tried to hop off the subject but he didn't want to let this slide.

"...babe, look at me, please" he held her face. "tell me what's wrong. talk to me please.." he looked in her eyes searching for some kind of answer. she closed her eyes a little as she tried to hold back her tears. she never spoke on this subject, not even her own boyfriend. she didn't want people to know how she really felt because she didn't want pity from them in any kind of way, so she kept it to herself. it's not healthy, mentally to keep something like this to yourself, something that you have to speak on in order to get help from at least one person. but that was hard for y/n to achieve, she always choked up when she tried to say a word or didn't know what to say at all.

she opened her eyes after getting the courage to speak up.

"i never really said anything about this because i have a hard time telling how i feel," she paused for a second not really wanting to do this. it broke warren's heart to see that his girlfriend was feeling this way and he didn't even realize it.

"i didn't want to go because i don't feel proud of my body cause it's not as perfect. i see all of the other girls with the perfect waist and the perfect legs—they're just perfect and then i feel out of place because my clothes don't fit me normally. they're always too big or too small" her voice started to shake as a pool formed in her eyes but she quickly wiped them away. "i mean look at jean, ororo, and jubilee, they're perfect, and you decided to go for someone like me?"

"i went for you, because i thought you were perfect for me" he started talking but y/n didn't want to listen to him. "don't give me pity, warren"

"i'm not giving you pity, i'm telling the truth. it hurts me, knowing that you're putting yourself down about something so amazing. come here"
he grabbed her hand and made her stand up. "what are you doing?" she asked as he pulled her over to the mirror. "showing you how beautiful you are" he opened the curtain letting the moonlight shine fully through the window and upon them. he stood behind her hugging her body.

"let start with..your nose. i love how it scrunches up when i kiss it" he leaned around her and kissed her, proving his statement right. "your hair. soft and gentle to the touch, but you know i'm not very gentle" he did a sly smirk and pulled on her hair lightly making her head go back on his shoulder. "arms. they give the best hugs" he lightly scratched them giving her goosebumps.
"neck. where i can snuggle my face in and place loving kisses and love bites" he placed a kiss on her sweet spot making her shudder. "waist, hips, and thighs. where i can touch your soft skin, grip, and rub to relax you" he trailed his hands down her body stopping them and her hips and turned her around. "and your lips..." he rubbed his thumb across her bottom one and pulling it down slightly. "i could kiss them all day long" his voice got lower as he leaned in closing the small gap between them.

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they laid down on the bed, not breaking the kiss. he took her shirt off, kissing down her chest and leaving marks after each one. he trailed his hand down to her pajama shorts, grabbing the waist band and slowly pulled them down and off her legs. she pulled his shirt over head, and touched his wings earning a hum from him. she unbuttoned his pants and he pulled them down, along with his boxers. he took off her underwear and bra and held her body closer to his as he went inside of her moving at a slow pace.
both moaned at the feeling of the pleasurable friction forming between them.

he moved his hips a bit faster causing the bed to squeak only a little. her moans grew louder and her breathing became uneven. it wasn't often they did this. the last time they connected this way was two months ago, ever since school has been in the way, and they're always with their friends and never had time alone with each other but now they did, and it gave them both butterflies. it always felt like the first time to them.

"i love you so much" he placed his lips on her jawline and kissed upwards to her temple. she pulled on his hair, one of his weaknesses. he picked her leg up and put it over his shoulder and pushed her other leg out further. her moans went silent as he continuously hit her g-spot; digging her nails into his shoulders.

"i'm coming" she moaned out wrapping her arms around his neck as the pleasure came from her. he came also, taking in the overwhelming feeling and slowing down his movements.

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he laid down beside her catching his breath, as so was she. he oiled her closer to him and rubbed her arm to soothe her. "i hope, that tells you how much i love you and your body. please don't leave me out of something like that, okay? i want to help you, i don't want you to feel down"

"i won't, warren, thank you..for everything" she smiled and nuzzled up to him and closed her eyes falling asleep.
completely forgetting about the beach.