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( Ben/Jimmy established relationship)
Drabble.
Xoxoxo
"What are you wearing?"
Jimmy quirks his eyebrow. "Umm...a shirt?"
Bens eyes narrow into slits, his lips curl over his teeth and he lets out a low snarl.
"No. You're wearing my shirt."
Jimmy hides his smile and plays dumb.
"Hmm.. oh I didn't even notice.. I just grabbed a random shirt out of that bag" It wasn't a lie. He had just grabbed a random shirt out of that bag. It just so happened that it was Bens bag.
Ben doesn't miss a beat. "Jimmy. You're in my tent. Where my bag is. My bag containing My shirts."
Jimmy smirks and reaches for the hem of the slightly warn out Henley. He tugs at the loose thread hanging from the hem causing the edge to pull to one side exposing a sharp hipbone. "Do you want it back? I can take it off."
Bens eyes darken. His chest vibrates with a low growl. Jimmy knows how to push his buttons. He was trying to rile him up and get a rise out of him.
"You little fuck." Ben growls as he launches himself across the bed room.
Jimmy instinctively steps backwards. He knows that Ben wouldn't actually hurt him but when an annoyed hybrid jumps at you its hard not to react. The backs of Jimmys knees hit a small chair in the corner of the tent as Ben moves in close trapping Jimmy against it. Their noses almost touch. Ben inhales slowly.
"I can smell me all over you." he whispers.
Jimmy could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. A shiver runs down his spine. He stands statue still, not daring to move and lose Bens touch. Ben runs his hands over Jimmys shoulders, down his arms, over the rolled up sleeves of the black Henley. Ben could feel the goosebumps on Jimmys forearms underneath his fingertips.
Ben moves his hands to Jimmys hips holding him. He leans back and looks at him. Jimmys dark lashes resting on pale cheeks, the contrast making them look darker. His cheeks are flushed pink, his lips are parted in a silent gasp.
Ben must have been starring for too long because Jimmys eyes flutter open. He gives ben a questioning look before leaning in and pressing his lips to Bens.
"Don't zone out on me now. I was ready to be ravished here."
Bens lips curve into a smile. "Ravished? Really? Are you trying to kill the mood or something?"
"Or something…" Jimmy whispers as he leans forward and pressed his lips against Bens.
Xoxoxo
Short sweet, and to the point if I do say so myself.
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