Benny Watts Imagines

Ringing

I sat pondering. Questioning this and that, wondering about everything and nothing. There was a fear in me and grey with every passing moment, that wasn't helped by my idal thinking. The length and breath of a country between us, any girl would be fearful. Especially a boy that radiated such... Magmatism, in a place on the map for being sinful. Those girls circled my mind, showgirls in there little dresses, waitress in tiny aprons, maids in skirts so short and tempting, those circling little chess whores who go to places for the eye candy of a pretty body and a beautiful brain trying in desperation to snap up a husband smart enough to actually co-exist with.
I wouldn't blame him if he did.
I'd be angry, I'd cry, I'd scream but... At the end of the day I'd only blame myself.
I poundered these thoughs further until I could bare my thoughts no longer and grabbed the phone.
Dialing the complex rotar of numbers hearing the dial tone them the ringing sound for five rings until atlast.
"Cherry wood hotel Las Vegas, how can I help you?" A happy voice smiled
"Hi, hello, could you put me though to a Mr Watts?" I asked
"Who?"
"A Mr Watts, Benny Watts, Room 541." I answered realizing as soon as I opened mouth that I had no plan for what I would say,
"Of course I'll put you thought" she says before the phone went to hold music the haunting music somehow mocking me until it began to ring and after two rings the receiver was picks up, I could hear the hushed breathing I remember as if waiting for me to speak but I didn't I was happy just to listen
"Hello?" His voice answered enough to make my heart stop momentarily, those two sillabuls all I needed of his voice to have it bouncing, echoing in my head. And I remembered just truly how much I had missed him.
"Hi" I smiled already giddy with excitement
"How did I just know it was you?" He chuckled
"Because you're smart" I smiled
"Is that what your calling it now? I think once it was annoying? Then a dick? Then... I do believe it was desirable" I could hear his smirk thought the phone imagining that dumb grin plastered in his face "what's wrong y/n?"
"I'm just calling, why would anything be wrong?"
"You wouldn't call me unless there was, so what's wrong little one?"
"I don't know... I didn't think this apartment could become more depressing and empty" I said fighting back tears "I stand corrected"
"You're getting wrapped up again" he says "just slow down, it's just a few more days"
"And then you'll be home?"
"And then I'll be home,"
"I can't-" I began "I can't stop worrying about you"
"What makes you worry?" He asked I could almost in some stupid way, see him, sat smoking a cigarette across the table from me as he always did at home, his hair a mess and slightly dirty where he never washes it long enough, his face youthful and posied even in joy and rest, that tickly facial hair that I had once begged him to remove but... I had grown found of over time, his chest exposed but his chains his skinny bones revealed, something over his shoulders a shirt or his dressing gown usually, his jeans tight to his ever crevice secured with a tight belt, barefoot of course as he always is at home, it was like I saw him sat with me talking to me a phone in his hand even if he was so far away.
"Las vegas is a long way, other side of the country, it's busy and loud so much goes on so fast" I explain
"That's not why your worried." He says "I know you better then that,"
"I guess I just miss you"
There was silence a moment even his breathes stopped
"I miss you more" he answered "please... Tell me what's wrong little lady" I didn't answer tears slowly tricking down my cheer "do you not trust me?"
"No Benny of course I do-"
"Then why do you get so worried? I promised you didn't I?"
"When has a promise you've made mean anything to you?"
"When I make them to you" he says "I haven't so much as looked at another girl since I left home, well one but I was playing against her I couldn't help that. But not looked like that, or touched, or even though about"
"Have you been thinking alot?"
"How could I not? With you a thousand miles away" he smirked "as soon as the chess is done... Your all I think about"
"How does it go then? An evening... In your hotel?" I asked getting up winding my fingers playfully around the phone cord
"Well I destroy whoever it is I'm playing that day, head to the bar maybe have a coke or a fanta or something" he explained making me giggle "don't you giggle I promised I wouldn't drink"
"Another promise you've kept?"
"I always keep the ones I make... To you" he smiled "then I'll grab a little dinner in the hotel maybe take it up to my room if I'm feeling lazy" he laughs making me giggle too moving the actual phone into the doorway of the bedroom the glass door still open laying on his half of our bed his scent all over it bundling with it like a cat still playing with the cord
"Then what?" I smirked
"Then I go take a shower" he says
"How long a shower?"
"Oohh Hours, really make sure I'm all... Wet and clean, little lady"
"A cold shower" I asked running my fingertips across my thigh "or a hot shower"
"Hot. Almost boiling." He says "I'm normally still warm by the time I get into bed"
"Why do you wanna be warm when you get into bed?" I asked my hand moving up and up until it met my small lace panties gently touching to his voice
"So I don't feel alone" he says "so it feels like... Your right here next to me, wrapped up in our little bed at home nice and warm, cuddling up to each other" he says I didn't hold back my lustfull gasps knowing full well he could hear them
"Then what?" I asked my voice strained in desperation
"Then I get cuddled up and go to sleep ready for the morning" he chuckled
"Uhhhh Benny!" I whine
"What?"
"You're a tease!" I complained
"A tease? What are you-" he began but stopped himself "little lady? Are you doing what I think you're doing?" He asked the hushed sound of lust and desire in his voice the cocky tone rolling off his tongue
"Why, what do you think I'm doing?" I asked
"Where are your hands?" He asks
"Why-" I began
"Where are they little lady? Both of them?"
"Well one I'm holding the phone with some cord Around my fingers" I giggled
"And the other?"
"Where do you think it is?"
"I think, That a little lady would have her hand... Between her legs?"
"Uuhh Hu" I giggled in agreement "uumm ughh!" I gasped feeling a ripple of pleasure even though my panties
"Quiet, stop making that noise" he ordered a nerve in his voice I wasn't familiar with hearing
"Why?" I giggled
"Because you know what it does to me
..."
"Why do you think I'm doing it?"
"And here was me thinking you just missed me that much?" He smirked and behind his voice I heard a noise clearly he had spoke to hide it but it was a noise I know so well, the metal clattering of a belt buckle and the undoing of a button and a zip "is my voice really enough to get you so worked up little lady?"
"It is" I gasped
"Fine-"
"Fine?"
"Fine, you win" he growled.