Content warning for suggested themes in this chapter.
After a short while of me and Ben lying like this I continued to take this opportunity to slowly and delicately run my finger through his hair as we lay in a perfect silence of just being together. Every now and again I kissed the top of his head and I pursed my lips together when eyes landed on the large cross that was currently across my husband's chest and stomach; yes it was still fading but it was still there at the moment - like a constant reminder of what Ben had been through.
I quickly pushed this feeling of dread away and tried to concentrate on the positives; Ben was back now and he was safe. We had just got married and we were expecting our first child together. Yes things were going a little bit quicker than both me and Ben probably would have liked initially but now that we were at this stage we wouldn't change a thing.
My mind then started to think about the life me and Ben would currently be living if I didn't break up with him all those years ago. We probably would have been married a few years now, and with one child and maybe even one more on the way. I heard Ben cough to clear his throat and when my eyes looked down at him I noticed that he was watching me.
"Everything ok?" he asked. "You looked deep in thought" he noted.
"Yes" I muttered back. "Just thinking about how things might have been if I didn't break up with you all those years ago" I admitted as I continued to run my fingers through his hair. "However I think we are probably back on track now" I smiled.
"Yeah" he smiled back. "We would be happily married by now; with at least one little one" he said and I could tell by the look in his eyes he was now thinking about this.
"Probably" I agreed as he looked back at me.
"I love you my beautiful wife" he stated.
"I love you too my perfect husband" I replied and I watched as a large smile spread across his face. We lay in silence like this for a few seconds; and I noticed that something changed in his eyes and I could tell that he was now had something on his mind. "Benny-" I started.
"Mally?" he sang back.
"What's on your mind?" I asked. "It looks like something is bothering you" I noted.
"Kinda" he admitted.
"Well I can't help you until you tell me about it" I offered.
"True" he agreed. "But I don't know whether to or not" he added as he pursed his lips together, which made me start to fill with concern.
"Why?" I asked.
"It might not be my place to ask about it" He shrugged.
"Ben-" I began. "You are my husband" I reminded him with a fond smile. "I think the time and place for things not being private is over" I chuckled. "Saying that-" I stated. "Much wasn't really private between us anyway" I finished.
"Nope" he grinned at me.
"So what's this thing you want to ask me about?" I asked, hoping that what I had just said was going to be enough to prompt him to tell me what was on his mind.
"You said that Bobby wanted to repeat something you two did over your weekend together" he said quickly and I watched as he pursed his lips together nervously.
"Yes" I confirmed. "Oh" I said as my eyes widened in realisation. "I see" I noted as I realised why Ben was so nervous - he wanted to find out more about mine and Bobby's history.
"Sorry" he quickly apologised.
"No don't be Ben" I dismissed. "I don't mind telling you, I just don't think you are going to like it" I advised.
"Probably not" he sighed.
"You really want to know?" I questioned as I pulled one brow up at him.
"Please?" he replied.
"Well as you know I met Bobby on a night out-" I began as my mind started to relive the memory of meeting Bobby. "After dancing and flirting for a little while we started making out on the dance floor; and he asked me whether I wanted to go off on my own with him" I described. At the time I thought Bobby was actually a lovely person, he was sweet and charming. However I now knew that he was a psychopath; but when I first met him I thought he was someone I could enjoy time with. "I told Evie where I was going and I left with him and got into a taxi" I added as I remembered the messy and very drunk make out session that happened in the back of the taxi. "He took me to this lovely boat house and we spent the weekend there" I continued as I remembered walking hand in hand to the boat house, which afterward I found out was actually his father's. "We had sex a lot, and-" I started but suddenly stopped as I knew it was at this point in which it might become too much for Ben.
"What?" Ben asked in concern.
"The next day Bobby asked me to be more dominant with him-" I began to explain. "Something at time that was new to me; but I was willing to try" I advised
"What did he want you to do?" Ben enquired as he started to slowly trace patterns up and down my left side with his fingers.
"He wanted me to tie him to the bed and sleep with him" I confessed. "For me to be demanding" I added as I shuddered at the memory of being intimate like that with Bobby. "Basically be his dominatrix" I finished hoping that was going to be enough description for him.
"Oh" He said in realisation. "I see" he noted.
"Yeah" I replied as I continued to play with his hair.
"Why did you did that?" he returned.
"I don't know" I shrugged. "I liked it at the time" I answered.
"Would you like to do it again?" he questioned.
"What?" I asked in shock. Ben wasn't asking me to do what I thought he was, was he? I really didn't know how to feel about that; as Bobby did ask for some really weird things. Yes I knew that Ben and Bobby were two different people; I just didn't know where it was going to lead with Ben.
"Would you like to do that to me?" he asked and I saw something change in his eyes which caught me off guard.
"Erm" I muttered nervously.
"I'm not saying that now but maybe in the future?" he offered.
"Erm" I repeated. "Yeah, maybe" I added and I watched as a small smile spread across his face. "Do you want to do that?" I questioned eagerly.
"I like the sound of it, yeah" he confirmed. "I also like the sound of the roles being reversed" he smirked at me.
"Oh" I nodded. "Now I see" I chuckled. "My husband is being perverted" I teased.
"I would say I'm sorry-" he started. "But I can't help it when it comes to you" he purred before pressing a kiss against my chest.
"I see" I noted. "Well, yeah" I said. "I like the sound of that, you being all masterful" I sang huskily.
"Hmmm" he purred as he quickly pushed up on both of his arms and he pressed a long and loving kiss against my lips.
"You are pretty perfect" I muttered as he pulled away from me. "I didn't know how you were going to react to that" I stated.
"Well I don't like it" He nodded. "But that is something that we can discuss" he offered before pressing a brief kiss against my lips. "But that is for us and us alone" he said mock seriously.
"Of course my handsome Beast!" I exclaimed as I pulled him back on top of me.
"And you are my beautiful dragon" he cooed as he brushed his nose against mine. I couldn't help but freeze at the word 'dragon'. I still hadn't told Ben about my transformation; and by the looks of it it was time!
"Is something wrong?" he asked in concern.
"No" I advised. "However, there is something that I have neglected to tell you" I admitted.
"Right?" he said slowly. "Go on" He prompted me as his face dropped.
"Don't look so worried" I cooed as I cupped his face in both of my hands. "I think it is a good thing" I smiled hoping to reassure him.
"You think?" he repeated slowly.
"Let's get changed and I can show you" I offered.
"Ok" He nodded. "Can you not tell me here?" he enquired as he rolled off me.
"No" I answered as I quickly looked around out suite. "Not enough room" I added as we both climbed off our bed.
"What?" he stressed in confusion.
"It will make sense soon my love" I stated as we began to get dressed; yes Ben had been able to deal with the conversation we just had very well. However I didn't know how he was about to react to what I had to show him - and this was scaring me! And as I started to lead Ben out of our suite by the hand I began to hope that me showing him the dragon part of me wasn't about to change things between us. But it didn't feel right keeping that side away from Ben; me and Ben don't keep secrets from each other. So I wasn't about to start now!