Ben and Mal : Love isn't weak [ SMUT] [COMPLETED]

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Mal surveyed her handiwork and then she smiled. Ben had been incredibly curious when Mal had kicked him out of his own room earlier this afternoon. He'd agreed to leave her to it, but not without a sort of nervous glance toward his desk area before he left. She didn't care what his issue was, however. She wanted a private place for them to be together tonight and she wanted to make it special. She had been working for over three hours to make everything just right. This date was going to be perfect.

When Mal had woken up this morning, it was like she could still feel Ben's fingers on her skin. She'd been shocked on how much a few gentle touches had driven her crazy last night. I mean, there were so many naughty things that they could have done last night. But even without talking about it, they had both decided that there wasn't any rush to get crazy. They loved each other. They planned to be together forever. So why not savor every single moment together?

Mal had realized something. Her relationship with Ben was really one sided. Not feeling wise. They were equal there. But effort wise. He'd put together their only real date. Sure, he'd had a little bit of help from Lonnie, but ultimately it had been Ben's plan and Ben's love that had come through. Their other times together had also been kind of centered around Ben as wekk. Mal and her friends didn't have their folks as Parent's day and so they had been Ben's parent's guests. And the Coronation had been completely focused around Ben, regardless of how much excitement the confrontation with Maleficent had added to the festivities. Mal knew that Ben didn't care who had organized what. It was just important to him that they spend time together. But Mal cared. She had no intentions in sitting in the passenger seat in this relationship. It was time to step up and drive.

She checked the clock on the wall. She just had enough time to run down to her room and change. She nearly flew down the stairs and was incredibly happy to see that Evie had laid everything out for her. That girl was the sister that she'd hadn't known she'd missed growing up. In fact, getting to know her so well was just another wonderful thing about leaving the Isle of the Lost.

She quickly shucked the clothes she'd been working in and started to get ready. With a smile, Mal looked through her drawers for the perfect undergarments. She pulled on a pair of delicate hose with a seam that ran up the back of her leg. With another naughty little smile, she hooked them to a barely there garter belt. Then she added a pair of delicate green lace panties and matching bra that didn't leave a whole lot to the imagination. She wasn't entirely sure if Ben would see them tonight. In fact, she wasn't even planning on it because she would be changing into a bathing suit once the date had gotten into full swing. So that wasn't the reason that she had picked them out. And she wasn't so shallow as to think that clothes made her a better person. However, she just felt sexier in them. She felt more desirable. She felt, well, powerful and like she deserved a place in this world and in Ben's life. And that helped her to feel more like she deserved Ben. So the underthings were a confidence booster, nothing more.

That was the doubt that plagued her sometimes. Sure, she was the daughter of Maleficent. And on the Isle, that had granted her status and power. Here, well, here all it meant was that she was basically a bad girl from the wrong side of the magical barrier. Many of her Auradon friends didn't care about that but many of the other people that she dealt with automatically assumed the worst about her because of her mother. Mal did have to admit that up until a little while ago, they might have been right. But she'd changed and she wanted to world to know that she was her own woman now. She wasn't under her mother's claw anymore. Her decisions were her own.

It was with that confidant thought that Mal stepped into the beautiful dress that Evie had made for her. She contorted her hands behind her back to zip it up. It was tough to reach. She considered using magic for a moment but then she remembered that it would defeat the entire point of the evening. Tonight was to be a no magic affair. She'd decorated Ben's room by hand. She'd organized dinner although she hadn't done much of the cooking herself. She'd gotten help from Lonnie and one of the school cooks who liked her. Dinner and dessert would a lot better if her inexpert hands didn't prepare them. Help was okay today. She didn't need to be able to do everything herself. But it was incredibly important to her that Ben know that she worked hard to make this date happen. He needed to appreciate that it was more than the wave of the hands after some rhyming verse. This date was a gift to him but it was also a gift to herself. With it, she got to tell the doubts inside that she could be a great girlfriend.