It Has Its Uses Princess P2

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WRITERS NOTE: Hello! I just felt I needed to clarify to anyone reading that uhhh... this gets a little. intense. Yeah let's just call it intense I'm sure as many of my little bubbles know I am never one to shy away from the kinky stuff. In fact, I think its part of the reason my work is as well-liked as it is that I'm not afraid to do any level of kinky idea, and this one yeah all I'm gonna say is there is an element that touches on a very obscure kink. and its kinda one I thought about the moment I saw benny's character design. 

Requested:  sm0kingxdreams Can we pls get a p.2

I sat in my little room the university had given me all my things laid out so perfectly the alarm clocks on my table ticking away set perfectly for tomorrow. I sat reading over my last few games as well as Benny's in preparation for tomorrow. I checked the time seven forty-five so I got up and put my paperwork away fixing my hair and my lipstick in the mirror checking I had in the dress I wanted after my shower earlier. I fixed my bed and just as the clock ticked over to seven-fifty the door knocked.

I smirked he's always early.

I went to the door unlocking it and pulling it open revealing that annoyance of mine leaning on my door frame his shoulder on the doorframe his fluffy blonde hair in his eye he clearly has a shower since earlier today, his facial hair neat or as neat as it could ever get, his tight blue jeans hugged his every curve, his belt sat tightly, his knife in its usual place, the green button down in as I had requested undone to let his chains sit on his bare skin, his shoes against my door frame in the other side of his skinny body took up the whole frame, as he smirked at me his fingers rubbing in his ring slightly before glancing up to me

"Evening Benny"

"Dobryy vecher, printsessa, razve ty ne vyglyadish' pokhotlivoy" he smirked flexing his Russian but as he did I picked up on something

"Don't you mean ravishing?" I asked

"I know what I said princess" he smirked "we doing this or aren't we? I have a very important match tomorrow"

"Sure you do" I smirked turning away going to my window a moment as I did I heard him step in shutting my door and the familiar sound of it locking behind him, I kept looking out my window smirking a little as I felt his arms wrap around my waist and his lips press to my neck

"Are you sure?" He asks

"Of course I am" I giggled

"So your... consenting?" He asked almost a hushed whisper in my ear as one of his hands moved to my stomach his fingers gently rubbing on my dress heading lower slowly

"When don't I?" I laughed

"I like to check," he says sweetly "I know how hard you like it" he smirked his teeth gritted as he spoke his lips clasping around the crook of my neck sucking and biting to force a dark love bite

"I'm sure Benny" I smirked "do what you want to me" I Whispered

"Ummm, that I will princess" he growled grabbing my neck his other hand still in my waist at the same moment pulling me back against him completely so not an inch of us was a part, I could feel his erection rubbing on my butt and his tightening grip on my neck but his hand moved away and I felt the sting of the cold sharp blade against my necks skin I flinched as it felt it and I could hear that cocky smirk on his voice I didn't even have to see it to know it was there "awww... too cold, don't worry we'll make it nice and warm won't we princess?" He smirked moving it slowly down my body between my breasts and down my stomach till he reached the skirt of my dress he cut a line breaking apart each stitch of the hem ripping the skirt off me he kissed my neck all over as he revealed my panties "ummm you had to wear the pink ones didn't you" he growled "you know what they do to me" he smirked his hand slipped down from my waist under the slightly frilly elastic of my white panties with little pink flowers his fingers rubbing on my clit before he moved his hand away and moved me around to face his dark lustful eyes "umm bad girl"

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