Hey folks! Hope you enjoyed the last chapter. It was an interesting one to say the least. Anyway, I have to make a disclaimer. I did use lyrics from "Night is Young" by China Anne McClain from "Descendants: Wicked World." All rights to those lyrics belong to Disney. I own nothing. Also, the Wicked World Universe is not related to my story in any way.
This is a bit of a cheesy chapter in the beginning, but I'm sure you'll like the second half. If not, I obviously did something wrong. Anyway, here is Chapter 28, titled "Frozen Wasteland & Hot Water"
Ben was sleeping contently when he noticed that Mal's side of the bed was empty. With his sleepy eyes still closed, his hand searched for her, but she was nowhere to be found. The soft sheets where she had slept were cold, so she obviously hadn't been there for awhile. Groggily, he sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Where the hell was his bride? After his blurred vision cleared, he saw her. Mal was standing in front of the wall of windows that took up one entire side of the bedroom, clothed only in Ben's dress shirt, which barely covered her butt. She was watching the way the sun's rays blanketed the soft snowy mountains in colorful bright light. The sky looked as if it was painted by fire, sparse smoky clouds floating high in the atmosphere. The vivid colors made her skin glow. Mal beneath the sun's beams, clad in only his shirt, was one of the most beautiful things Ben had ever seen. It took his breath away. The things this woman did to him, even when she did nothing, and the way she made him feel, just blew his mind. He smiled to himself, locking this intimate moment in his mind. He would never forget this image.
"Why are you standing over there?" Ben asked quietly after a few moments. Mal turned around, startled. She had been in deep thought for hours now, so snapping out of it made her heart race a bit. It took her a moment, but she relaxed as she began to study Ben's handsome face.
"Just thinking," Mal breathed, crossing her arms.
"About what?"
"Ummmm… would it be weird if I said us?"
"No, not at all. What's going on?"
"I just… I just… ugh… this is hard to say…" Mal babbled as she looked down at her feet. She just couldn't make eye contact with him right now, in fear of judgement.
"It's okay, Mal, you can tell me. Take your time. I promise, I won't judge you."
"I'm just… blown away that… that we actually found each other and that we are together."
"What do you mean?"
"We might come from different worlds, and I might not be your kind of girl, but somehow we fell in love with each other," Mal answered as she looked back up at him.
"Why would you say that you're not my kind of girl?" Ben asked, slightly offended that she would think she's not right for him, especially after everything they've been through. He got up and wrapped her in his arms, wanting to hold her close. She leaned into his hard body, savoring his warmth. She didn't want to answer him because she knew he wouldn't like her response.
"We might come from different worlds," Ben whispered,"but I think that's what's so great about us. We're not a typical couple. We are practically are polar opposites, but I think that's what makes us work. We teach each other new things and make the other a better person. I know that I was lost without you, but I found myself with you. And I hope you feel the same way."
"I do, but shouldn't our differences make things more difficult for us?"
"Not necessarily. Think about it like this: each relationship is like music. Some music is popular and well liked. Some just sound utterly terrible and just doesn't work. And then there's the alternatives that have a unique quality about them that you can't find anywhere else. Mal, we're unique. We can make our own kind of music. Together, we've found a brand new sound, one that is just us, and it's beautiful. That's why we work so well. Our differences make us better. I don't really know how else to explain it."
"I love you," Mal sighed, seeing and agreeing with his point, but not knowing what else to say. She leaned back and kissed him leisurely, letting her lips tell him how she felt about his words. The kiss soon turned heated and passionate, much like their relationship. Ben turned Mal around and picked her up by her butt, pressing her against the cold glass window. She wrapped her bare legs around his waist, wanting him closer. Through his thin boxers, she could feel his erection beneath her. He wanted her, badly, but he was restraining himself. Mal was a little confused, but she knew she could get him to give her what she wanted. She parted her mouth and lightly moved her tongue against Ben's bottom lip, seeking entrance. He tried to resist it, but she was so enticing. He quickly caved and allowed her to make love to his mouth. He didn't even bother fighting back. Despite his beast side, his will was pretty weak right now. Mal was irresistible when she was like this; so demanding and insistent. He loved it, but his knees, not so much. Because of the enchanting things she was doing to him with only her mouth, his knees were about to give out on him. Unfortunately, he had to set her on her feet, not wanting to drop her. He let go of her lips as he placed one hand on the glass to lean on it, completely winded. Mal looked back at him, confused on why he made her stop.
"Oh, Mal," Ben gasped,"the things you do to me. I just… I just… I'm sorry."
"Why did you put me down?"
"My knees were about to give out under me."
"Why?"
"It's just the simple things you do to me Mal. The way you were kissing me was driving me wild, and I just couldn't take it. And seeing you dressed in only my dress shirt has me really turned on right now. I can't really explain why, but it's really sexy. You'll have to wear it again some time, maybe with some heels. I'd like that someday, but right then, it was too much. I didn't want to drop you."
"Well, do you want to move back to the bed to continue? You could take your shirt off of me if you'd like," Mal daringly replied, a burning desire in her eyes.
"As much as I'd love to do that right now," Ben smirked, as he looked her up and down,"I have some plans for us today."
"What, other than making love?"
"Oh trust me, we will be doing plenty of that. I can hardly get enough of you, but I know you Mal. You like variety. I thought maybe we could go out and do something."
"In this weather?"
"Yeah. There's a few things I have planned for these two weeks, although most of them do involve your body, but I have some nonsexual activities in mind."
"Like what?"
"Like today, we're going on a hike, but we better leave soon. There's a snow storm coming and I don't want us to get caught in it."
"Where the hell would we hike?"
"It's a surprise. You'll just have to wait and see."
"Ugh, but I'm impatient," Mal fake pouted.
"I know, but trust me, it'll be worth the wait. Now come on, let's go have some breakfast and get dressed. We need to get moving."
It took the two of them about an hour or so to eat breakfast and get dressed, as they were a bit too distracted by the other. After wrapping themselves in layers of warm clothing, Ben pulled a backpack on. Mal looked at him inquisitively, wondering when he had to time to pack a backpack and wanting to know what was in it.
"It's just a few emergency supplies, just in case," Ben told her,"and in case you're wondering, I had the same people who dropped off our clothes here pack this back pack for us in advance."
"It's like you read my mind."
"I just know you. Now come on, let's get moving," Ben replied as he opened the door for his wife.
"You really are a gentleman aren't you?" Mal teased as she stepped outside.
"Oh, you love it," Ben grinned as he shut and locked the door behind him.
"Unfortunately, yes. You know what your cheesiness does to me."
"Well, I don't do it for that reason. I believe chivalry isn't dead."
"Bleh," Mal fake gagged,"talk about old fashioned."
"Well, I'm an old soul," Ben laughed as he lead Mal to their destination.
"How far is this place anyway?"
"If this nice weather keeps up, it shouldn't take more than 15 minutes, but I see some clouds rolling in. We probably are going to get caught in the snow storm dammit."
"Do you want to turn back then?"
"No, I think this will be worth the hike if we get through it."
"If we get through it?"
"Sorry. Wrong choice of words. We'll get through it. I'm just saying that the hike is worth it, regardless of weather. I was just hoping to avoid it."
"You're really excited about taking me to this place aren't you?"
"Oh more than you know," Ben grinned as the wind began to pick up, snow starting to blow into their faces. In only a matter of minutes, neither Ben nor Mal could see ten feet in front of them, the snowy winds completely blinding them.
"Here, give me your hand!" Ben shouted over the noisy snowstorm, wanting to make sure he didn't lose Mal in the blizzard. He grasped her glove covered hand tightly, keeping her close to him.
"Ben I can't see! Do you still know where you're going?"
"I do. I have this path in my head perfectly. We'll get there safely. I promise. Now come on, we have to keep moving!"
Ben and Mal trudged throw the deep heavy snow as quickly as they could, but with it being so difficult to see, they had a hard time navigating through it all. They both tripped a few times, their boots getting caught in some deep snow. Their teeth chattered loudly, the cold air hitting their frozen faces, but they kept moving, until they finally arrived at a staircase carved into the icy mountain.
"We have to go up here?" Mal yelled over the winds, a little worried that it might be too slippery on the mountain.
"I'll be right behind you Mal! Just take one step at a time!"
Hesitantly, Mal lifted her feet out of the snow and onto one icy step. Once it was firmly planted, she lifted the other foot onto the ledge. She carefully made her way up each carved step, Ben right behind her. When they started getting higher and higher, Mal looked over the edge and realized that she couldn't see the bottom of the mountain anymore. She shivered slightly, actually worried about what could happen if she took one misstep. However, she knew Ben wasn't going to let that happen. She trusted him, so she decided to keep moving. After a solid ten minute climb, Mal noticed an opening in the side of the mountain. Figuring that was where they were heading, she forced her sore legs to keep moving, eager to finally see why Ben was so determined to get up here. If he was so hell bent on getting up here, despite the danger, there had to be a reason.
Mal gritted her teeth, fighting through the cold air that cut through her, until finally, a blue ice cave appeared in front of her. Once inside, she didn't feel could any more. It was actually quite warm in here, and best of all, there was no snow blowing in her face. She stopped in her tracks and looked around. The left side of the cave was covered in a thick sheet of shiny azure ice. Long dripping sapphire ice crystals hung from the cave's ceiling. The right side was solid white rock, but that obviously wasn't what caught Mal's attention. Mal stared at the warm hot spring laid out in front of her, the hot steam rising into the crisp cool air and heating the entire cave. She could hear the wind blowing violently outside, but in here, the only sound was the warm water sloshing against the rocky walls. Mal couldn't believe it. Ben had found a mountain hot spring in the middle of a frozen wasteland. It was incredible.
"Oh, Ben," Mal breathed in shock,"this is absolutely breathtaking."
"I know. I thought you'd like it," Ben smiled as he set the backpack down on the cave floor and pulling out a blanket for them to sit on.
"How did you find this place?" Mal asked as she sat down on the blanket.
"Elsa told me about it. She assured me that she and her sister were the only ones who knew about it. She gave me permission to come here and promised me that no one would disturb us."
"That was really nice of her. We'll have to send her a thank you gift."
"And we will, but lets not worry about that right now. Here, would you like to go for a swim?"
"Did you bring swimsuits?"
"Do you think swimsuits are necessary?" Ben smirked, raising both eyebrows suggestively.
"Someone's feeling naughty," Mal grinned,"but is it safe to swim in?"
"I promise you it is. I checked into it."
"Well, in that case," she smiled,"what are we waiting for? Let's hop in!"
Mal then stood up and immediately stripped out of her layers of clothes, turning away from Ben, teasing him. His eyes immediately went to her butt, but he didn't get a good long view as Mal was already cannonballing into the steaming water. Her head then popped up and looked at him, wondering why he hadn't followed her. Really, his mind hadn't stopped gawking at her.
"What are you waiting for?" Mal chuckled,"the water's great! Get in here!"
She didn't have to tell him twice. He quickly peeled off his clothes, practically tripping over his underwear as he made his way over to the hot waters, and more importantly, his hot wife. Mal stared at him, watching how he moved quickly toward her, his hard dick bouncing as he ran. How in the world has that continued to fit in her? It was so big! She didn't really have much of a chance to ponder this because she soon found herself scooped up into his arms, his hot skin pressed tightly against hers. Ben then leaned in kissed his bride sweetly, letting her know that he was very happy right now. She could feel him against her leg, but she didn't want that just yet. Mal wanted to enjoy the water before they had their fun.
"You couldn't get in here fast enough could you," Mal breathed against his lips, referring to the fact he nearly did a face plant to get to her.
"No I couldn't. I just needed you right then. Heck, I need you right now."
"Well, Big Ben is going to have to wait a little longer for a visit," Mal said daringly. Ben pulled back and pouted his bottom lip, sad that his wife wouldn't give him what he wanted.
"Why?" Ben complained.
"Because you have to catch me first!" Mal teased as she broke away and swam away from him.
"Gosh dammit, Mal!" Ben groaned as he chased after her, but she was a fast swimmer. He had been teaching her to swim at the enchanted lake for awhile now. Unfortunately for him, she was now a better swimmer than he was. As he swam after Mal, her feet continually splashed him in his face, making it difficult for him to focus on catching her. Right when he thought he had cornered her, she dove underwater and swam right past him. He huffed in aggravation. This woman was going to be the death of him. As for Mal, this was fun, making him work for her. It was like a game for her, one that she knew she'd win. Or so she thought. Ben was getting frustrated now. He wanted her, badly. With every part inside him, beast and all, he shot toward her with lightening fast speed. He managed to grab one wrist tightly. He then turned her toward him and pressed her against the mountain wall, both hands pinned above her head.
"I got you now!" Ben growled in a beast like tone, his eyes nearly black with lust. This should have scared Mal, but it actually turned her on. He was in beast mode now, and she loved it. Ben leaned forward to passionately kiss his wife, practically shoving his tongue down her throat, now letting her hands go so he could grip her hips tightly.
"Mmmmm," Mal moaned into the kiss, her fingers tangled in Ben's curly hair.
"I want you, Mal," Ben groaned into her mouth.
"Then take me, Ben," Mal demanded.
Ben then reached under her to cup her ass cheeks, lifting her up, his feet firmly planted on the solid rock beneath him. He squeezed her butt tightly, most likely leaving a mark that he'd regret later. Mal wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms snaking around his neck to hold him closer. She began to move her hips against Ben's, telling him she was ready for him to enter her. He didn't hesitate to plunge himself deep inside her, making her cry out in pleasure.
"Holy f*ck Ben!" Mal moaned, her cries of pleasure echoing off the cave walls. Encouraged by her cries of joy, Ben continued to plow into her, so euphoric about finally having her. And now that he had her, he was going to make sure he kept her. There was no way he'd let her go now. The things Mal did to him, physically, mentally, and emotionally, were out of this world. She drove him crazy. He was in love with her, and he wanted to show her that. Each powerful push was powered by his love for her. Ben was determined to please her. He was going to make her scream with joy and make her cum in pleasure; he was sure of it. He watched as her beautiful breasts bounced in and out of the hot water, so slippery and wet; he loved it. He looked up at her, watching her face contort in pleasure. Ben took a moment to smile to himself, so proud that he was able to please the woman he loved.
"That's it, Ben!" Mal screamed as he continued to move forcefully in and out of her,"That's it! F*ck me! F*ck me! F*ck me! Keep going! Don't stop! Please don't stop!"
"Oh, Mal," Ben groaned lowly as he began to feel his orgasm approaching. Thankfully, she was close too, her walls quivering violently around his length. They both felt that strong coil in their bellies, about ready to spring at any moment. They just kept screaming their pleasure, until finally, they exploded, the heat of a thousand suns washing over them. Mal dug her nails into Ben's shoulders as she came, white hot heat flaring behind her closed eyes, her voice echoing loudly around him. Ben pulsated inside her as he moaned his own cries of joy. After their intense orgasms had ceased, he guided her off of him and planted her on her feet.
Ben reached for Mal's hand, squeezing it tightly, trying to calm both of them down, both of their hearts racing. It took Ben and Mal a solid minute to catch their breath, but once they did, all they could do was look at each other lovingly, listening to only the sounds of their gasping breaths and the hot water splashing against the cave walls. Ben took her into his arms, wanting to feel her against him, loving how warm she was. Mal laid her head on his chest, savoring how close and comfortable she felt with him right now. Being vulnerable never felt so good.
