So, I'm back, with a new username, writing technique and Macbook Pro, with actually somewhat of an idea of where this story is going.
I've apologised numerous times about not updating and some short chapters and promised you that I would update and it hasn't happened. So I won't promise you anything now, except that if I ever miss an update (they will be weekly) I will have to post two chapters instead of one the next week, so I will be on track with the story and so you won't miss out on a possibly exciting chapter.
This story is at the top of my FanFiction priority list and I will finish this one before I start up 'Teen Romance: A Musical' and complete that one, and so on. I'm not going to try and double up with stories because I know it's gonna be hard to juggle one with school, assignments and everything that happens generally in life.
I thought I'd post this story, 'Expecting,' because for the past, who-knows-how-many months, I've been slowly writing and thinking about the idea and plot and thought this story will be my best and I've got many ideas as to what Ben and Tory along with everyone else can face. I promise you a few twists along the way.
I want to thank WiccaChick98 as she's been an amazing friend to me and also a fabulous Beta for me. She wrote the last 23 lines for me, so don't let me take credit for that and has been a great supporter with everything going on, not just writing.
Now, thank you for reading all of that and look out at the end for some hints, questions and a favour from me to you!
Read on!
I spin around and sprint across the heated sand, looking up every few seconds to make sure I keep pace with the yellow disc cutting through the air a couple of metres above my head. I can hear her yelling behind me to just grab it already, so I push upwards, using all the power in my legs to propel me as high as possible.
Within milliseconds it's in my grasp, so I go with gravity and let myself drop a metre before beginning a front-sault and rolling out on the sand, achieving a perfect landing. I smirk to myself. Let's see what she thinks of that.
Whooping comes from behind me and I turn to see Tory grinning at me, her emerald eyes sparkling with their usual joy.
I grin mischievously back at her and bolt up the beach towards her, slowing a fraction when I reach her, only to wrap my arms around her waist and spin her around. Hers slide up my shoulders and clutch my bare back for support, laughing in delight.
"Ben, stop!" she giggles. "You're gonna make us fall!"
To prove her right, again, I purposely stumble sideways, still continuing the motion, and trip myself, effectively falling to the ground and pulling her along with me. She lands on top of me, hands either side of my head and legs entwined with mine.
She slaps my shoulder, still giggling. "Told you, you goose!"
I raise a brow. "Goose?" I question. "Goose?!"
"Yes, goose. You're clumsy. Only last week you broke Whitney's vase." Tory meets my eyes, daring me to deny it.
I smile sheepishly. "Okay, yes, I did, but that's partly your fault too, you know!"
It was her turn to question. "How is my fault?" Her face morphes into one of confusion.
I give her my signature smirk. "You're the one who started it, Tor." Winks.
Her cheeks noticeably redden after she realises what I'm talking about, before slapping me again. "Shut up." She mumbles, avoiding my eyes.
I smile at her shyness and take one my hands from her waist, gently placing it under her chin and raising her face to mine again.
I gaze into her eyes lovingly and lean in to meet her lips. Tory meets me halfway, opening her mouth to mine. They move in sync, setting my blood on fire like always. I roll so she's under me, my forearms supporting most of my bulk weight, and nudge her legs apart with my jeaned right knee so I can fall between. Her small hands run up and down my chest and abs, tracing the outline of my six pack.
She smiles against my lips, biting my bottom one before shoving her tongue into my mouth. They dance the tango for a while before I win, and we kiss sweetly under the setting sun.
Well, that's until the douchebags interrupt us.
Hi claws at his eyes, running out from the tree line. "PDA! PDA! My eyes are burning!"
I groan against her mouth- frustration of course, and hear her giggle while nudging me to get up. I oblige, dusting the sand off of my jeans with my hands and then extending a hand to Tory who was panting softly from our mini make-out session.
Before it was interrupted, that is. One day... I will strangle him.
Speaking of Thickburger, he runs straight into a tree, having not looked where he was going. I know I'm not one to laugh much, or as some people would say, at all, but that was hilarious.
I bend over clutching my stomach as he sits up from his spot in the sand, absentmindedly rubbing his head in pain. Within seconds I hear the gorgeous giggling of my girlfriend, and I manage to stop cracking up for a second to see her fall to the ground from laughing so hard."
Hi looks over at us, glaring. "Oh, can it already." He falls backwards. Again. But with little more grace than before. "Damn."
More laughter fills the air and I half right myself, putting my hands on my knees, steadying my weight, to see who's joined the party. Shelton's banging his head against a nearby tree to my right trying to stow his 'manly' giggling.
On the ground beside me, Tory's breathing hard, having just calmed down herself. Once again, I hold out my hand to pull her up and this time she takes it with her own. But, of course, since I'm macho and love to show off, I pull harder than usual so she's lifted upright and completely off the ground so I can slide my arms beneath her knees and around her back, holding her bridal style.
Her thin arms automatically curl around my muscled neck, locking her fingers together to keep her grip. Without meaning to, my eyes catch with her jade orbs, and they revealed the love and affection that's only meant for me. A soft smile graces her face before she tucks her head into the crook of my neck where I feel her breath against my copper skin, making me shiver.
I make my way over to the two chuckleheads who had gotten over it and were, once again, arguing over whether aliens are real or not. Honestly, I think they are. I mean, how can anyone accept that we are the only living life forms in the universe? I'd rather agree with Shelton, but Thickburger was on the right mind wave.
"Can you two quit it for once?" They jump about four feet in the air. I'd stood right behind them because they were side by side, and wanted to see them freak. Don't judge, it was actually quite funny.
Hiram faces me and waggles his sausages in my face. "Now, now Blue, don't get all crabby with us. This is a very important convo."
My eyes roll. "Yeah, sure. Like your squabbles actually matter." Tory shifts in my arms, letting her right arm unhook from its position around my neck and slide down my chest, only to rest on my heart. She smiles again in her sleep, whispering my name softly as she snuggles closer.
I have no clue how she managed to fall asleep, but I'm not complaining. She looks so at peace when she's sleeping and I love having her in my arms. It feels good and... right. All of her curves and limbs fit with mine, seemingly anywhere on my body, and, I know this sounds cliché, but we're like two puzzle pieces that lock together perfectly.
God, I sound like a love-sick girl...
"What do you want to talk about then, Romeo?" Shelton tugs on his ear lobe and cocks his head slightly to one side as he waits for an answer.
"Nothing." Blunt. "I'm gonna take Tor back to the Bunker, before she wakes up from all the noise."
Hi snorts. My gaze shoots to his figure. "What?"
He holds his hands up. Universal surrender. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing." I step as close I can with Tory in my arms, and look him in the eye. He's tense and feeling the pressure.
"You sure, Thickburger?"
His mouth tilts up in a nervous smile, sliding his hands into his deep pockets. "Yep. Not a doubt."
Knowing I'm not going to get anywhere with him, I give a small shrug of my shoulders and head northwest, towards the Bunker.
I've been walking for barely two minutes when I sneak a glance at the teen in my arms and take in every detail of her seemingly perfect features. Her smooth skin, her wild red hair resembling her personality. Her soft pink lips; parted slightly, and the end of her tongue sticking out.
The expression's awfully cute.
When we reach the bunker, I wake her before going inside, putting her on the ground.
"I didn't mean to fall asleep," she apologises, rubbing her eyes as she wakes up from her nap.
"It's okay," I reply as we enter into the cool, air conditioned room. "So what do you want to do?"
She shrugs, now fully awake. "There's not much to do. We haven't really gotten into much trouble over the past year, huh?"
I smirk, sitting down on the bench- my typical spot. "It just proves that I'm doing my job."
Tory elbows me. "You're not a dad, Ben. You're my boyfriend."
But it's my job to keep you safe and protected, I think.
I just tug her into my lap and give her a long kiss. I feel her smile as she returns it, tangling her hands into my hair.
I pull away after a few minutes, resting my forehead against hers. "How about we watch a movie?"
"Mmm... Okay," she whispers, brushing her lips against mine chastely. "What do you want to watch?"
"I did just get Netflix set up in here. We can see what they have."
"Okay." She climbs off my lap and grabs a few blankets and pillows, setting them up on the floor as I get the TV ready. We decide to watch a horror movie just because, and pick out Rosemary's Baby. I'd seen it before, but Tory never had and had been wanting to.
She curls into me, running a hand lightly up and down my arm. I smile and rub her waist with my thumb.
After almost two and a half hours of Tory flinching every time something new happened (which I think she only did so she had an excuse to bury her head in my chest, as if she needed one) she's practically on top of me, her body pressing firmly against mine.
As the credits roll, she buries her face in my neck. I'm start to ask her what she was doing when I feel her lips.
My eyes close in bliss as she trails warm kisses down my neck, then back up, pausing to nibble at my pulse. I catch her chin and pull her in for a deep kiss, placing my hands on her hips. She bites my bottom lip teasingly before pulling back, only to take off my shirt. I remove hers and attack her collarbone with my mouth. She sighs contentedly, moving to straddle my lap as my hands wander almost freely.
This was nothing new to us, but going any farther would be.
She looks slightly confused when I stop and straighten myself. "I need a sec," I say, exhaling deeply.
Tory, however, doesn't seem to understand, because she simply kisses me again. I groan when her tongue brushes mine. "Tory," I warn, pulling back yet again.
Her darkened eyes meet mine and she simply smiles, rolling her hips into mine. I inhale sharply, hands finding her waist on their own volition. "I don't want to stop," she whispers.
I roll my eyes. "But if I don't, then I probably won't be able to."
"Exactly." She rolls her hips into mine yet again. As I finally understand what she means, my throat becomes dry and my face burns.
"Tory..."
"Ben, please," she purrs, pressing her lips to my cheek. "I want this. I'm ready."
I close my eyes as she resumes biting my neck. "Why?" I hear myself ask. She makes her way up to my ear, and shatters my resolve with four words.
"Because I love you."
I crash my mouth against hers in a searing kiss that makes my head spin. "I love you too, Tory."
She smiles, laying back and pulling me on top of her. I brace myself over her with my forearms.
"Only if you're sure, though," I say softly.
"I am, I swear," she assures me, stroking my cheek.
So when she kisses me again, I don't stop.
I hope that wasn't too bad. Nice and long though, wasn't it!
Coming up next:
- Facing Whitney about fashion mishap
- Ben and Tory owe Hi and Shelton
- Some close M rated scenes
- Tory's Point of View
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