Eyes closed, hand tangled in her hair, Ben was completely lost in Mal's kiss. He loved running his fingers through her hair, it was so soft and he liked how her waves wrapped around his fingers. He pulled back to watch his finger finish its trail down to the end of her tendril. But when Ben opened his eyes confusion rolled through him.

It had been about a week since Mal had changed her hair and Ben was still getting used to it. He didn't want to be the kind of boyfriend who told his girlfriend what he preferred on her. Whatever she wanted to do he supported. But he secretly really missed her purple hair. This new look just didn't look like her. It was going to take a little more getting used to.

"Earth to Ben," Mal chuckled catching him spacing out mid make out.

Ben smiled turning his attention back on her face. "Sorry" he whispered before leaning back in. Ben swiped his tongue asking for entrance which Mal gladly complied. These were the only times during this whirlwind of a royal adjustment that Mal felt totally relaxed. Everything felt so simple. They were just a couple, who enjoyed each other and were discovering each other. Hiding away in Ben's room in his massive castle home. Nobody knew they were there and the door was firmly locked.

Mal desperately wanted to run her hands all over his chest. It's what she dreamed about most nights. He had such nice arms and fit abs. Now that this wasn't brand new territory Mal didn't feel shy about slinging her leg over to straddle Ben's lap as her body heated up from their kisses. This time she was very deliberate about rocking her crotch against his. She pulled back biting her lip seductively at him. Ben wasn't ready for the combination of the sight of her looking so wanton at him and the feeling of her crotch pressing against his. His breath accelerated.

Ben gripped her hips firmly. Mal thought he was going to egg her on in rubbing against his erection but he stilled her hips instead.

"Mal I love this." Ben had prepared vigorously for this moment. He felt confident he knew just the right way to get Mal to communicate about their physical relationship. It was a bit of a risk but if he knew his girl as well as he felt he did, he had to have confidence this approach would work.

Ben pulled her hips firmly against his hard on and gently sucked at the pressure point on her neck. Mal let out the tiniest of moans. Then Ben continued in a strained voice. He hadn't totally taken into account how his methods would effect him as well. "As much as I want, no need, you to keep doing what you're doing with those beautiful hips of yours, I'd really like to talk about it first."

Mal froze at his words but she wasn't running away. With his grip not leaving her hips, Ben stroked her hip bones under her shirt with his thumbs. It was under the guise of soothing her but he could have guessed how it would effect her.

Ben knew he had to do most of the talking and hoped he could make her feel comfortable enough that they could establish some things first. "I need you to tell me what you're ready for and what you aren't physically. And if those things change in the future I need you to tell me that too."

Mal could feel the vulnerability in Ben's voice. He was worried what this would do to them. Worried of pushing her too far too fast. His sweet nature warmed her.

"I'm not good at talking about this. My instinct is I just want to feel it out, not plan it out." Ben nodded, showing his understanding.

Mal continued, "I appreciate you don't want to push me. But like I told you the last time we were in this position. I'll tell you when I need you to slow down."

"I understand that." Ben knew if he didn't say this next bit then Mal would never tell him where they stood. Was this new territory for her? He absolutely didn't feel entitled to her entire past. Ben just needed to know a baseline so he could attempt to figure out how to proceed. "I guess I don't really know what I'm doing because I haven't done anything beyond what we have already done."

Mal was a little taken aback with how honest Ben was being. It shouldn't have been a surprise if she really thought about it that Ben hadn't done very much. He spent his entire life up until 16 with Audrey. And Audrey was, well Audrey. But it both felt like a weight lifted to Mal and also panic inducing.

Ben kept going all the while rubbing her bare hip bones, soothing her. "I don't feel entitled to your past. You can share as little or as much as you want without judgement. I hope you know you can tell me anything. But if you could please just tell me where we stand. I need to know if you want me to take the lead or follow yours if we want to get more intimate."

Mal's breathing was labored, and not from Ben touching her hips. She felt panicked. Backed into a corner. But she also knew she owed Ben an explanation. "I haven't had sex if that's what you're thinking."

Ben tried not to make any reaction of immense relief. He didn't know how it would've effected his heart to know somebody else had been that close to the girl he loves. But he was way more focused on how panicked and defensive she was getting. He had to steer this back in the right direction. "I wasn't assuming anything. I just wanted to know if you want me to take the lead or follow yours. I love you. I only want to enjoy these new experiences with you and take care of you. We will figure it out together."

Ben tried not to throw I love you around that often. He knew Mal wasn't ready to say it back. But in this case he felt desperately like she had to know how he felt and all he wanted for their relationship.

Whatever he had said seemed to have worked because Mal felt calmer. He wanted this too. Mal took a very deep breath and said quietly looking in the other direction, "I've touched a guy before but nobody has ever touched me. That's where my knowledge ends." That's all she would and could say on the truth.

Mal felt tears threaten to fall. 'What would he think of her?' She took a chance look back at Ben and he looked gobsmacked. Her eyes widened in fear and she tried to run away this time. But Ben was quick to secure her hips to him and hold her so she couldn't move.

"Mal please don't run away." There was a desperate edge in his voice that made her falter. "I just can't believe that someone would neglect and not take care of you like that. It makes me so..."

Mal was hanging on his every word now. "So incredibly angry." His voice raised a bit. Mal blinked slowly once, twice, and then she was kissing him with force. Such relief flooded through her. What had she done to deserve someone this compassionate?

Ben was kissing her back with equal force. He was going to take care of her if she let him. He wasn't quite sure how but he was going to feel it out like she said. How dare anyone neglect her like that!

His hand reached between them to cup her breast. He thumbed her nipple until it hardened. Ben breathed into their kiss and spoke with a moan, "I need to take care of you, show me how to make you feel good."

Mal flushed. She was too turned on to be turning pink and full on embarrassed. But she didn't think she was ready to let him just focus on pleasing her. She wasn't ready to lay vulnerable like that. But her body was also itching for release so she continued to rock against his hard on. He gripped her hips, helping in her movements this time. But as she chased her release the friction of his jeans started to hurt and she hissed.

Ben stopped them, "what's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Your jeans. They're kinda in the way." Mal was too in lust to be shy about it.

Time seemed to freeze for a second then Ben said, "Do you want me to take them off? Underwear staying on of course." He was quick to add.

"Yes," Mal let out breathily as she shakily climbed off of him.

Ben unbuttoned, unzipped, and then pulled his jeans down and off his feet. Mal could see his dick straining against the material in his boxers. The visual was like an electric pulse to her clit and Ben was quick to grab her and pull them back down onto the couch.

With the harsh material of his jeans out of the way everything was heightened. For both of them. Ben could now feel the warmth of her center straight on his dick regardless of their underwear or her leggings. Only soft and thin material remained covering their intimate parts.

Ben moved his grip from her hips straight to her nipples. She jutted forward bracing her hands on his chest. It felt so good.

The room was filled with Ben's groans every time she forcefully rutted against him. In symphony they could hear Mal's moans every time her clit hit his hardened length just right. Heavy breathing from the both of them stringing the sounds together.

"Ben," Mal moaned roughly as she got closer to the end. Ben thought that was the most amazing thing he had ever heard and how could he get his name to pass her plump lips again? He wanted to taste her so he went to kiss her. She seemed too distracted, barely able to keep the connection of the kiss. Her lips going slack and just moaning into his mouth. Ben moved his lips down her neck. Licking and sucking the beautiful skin there.

The wet kisses on her neck felt like they were sizzling with the fire of her skin. The way Ben was pinching her nipples was like they were directly connected to her clit. Which was being blissfully stimulated by being able to really slide against his dick. Her pleasure built to the max and then burst. Mal came letting out a strained moan and Ben's name tumbling from her lips.

Mal's hips slowed down and suddenly her nipples were too sensitive so she pushed Ben's hands down to her waist. She collapsed back slightly onto her heals and tried to catch her breath, hands still braced on his chest. He just stared at her in wonder. Watching her reach her pleasure was truly the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

"Can I?" Mal trailed her hand down his chest and stopped at his waistband waiting for permission. She was a tad embarrassed with that being the first time anyone had ever seen her cum and didn't want the focus to stay on her.

Ben took her hand in his and lifted it up to kiss it. "You don't have to. I'm just so happy you trusted me with seeing you achieve something so beautiful."

Mal blushed, her Ben always the sweet talker. "I want to."

Ben tried to calm his breathing down and released her hand. Mal climbed off of him to sit next to him.

Mal leaned back in to kiss Ben, trying not to think about how different it felt doing this to someone she really cared about. On the Isle it had been about power. Mal was the leader of the fearsome four. She was lusted after but she didn't really care about anyone. To her it had just been fun being the sexy and powerful leader and she liked having the power over the guy she'd done it to. But she didn't want to have power over Ben, definitely not in the way it had been. She really cared about him and she wanted to give him the gift of what he had just given her. Mal felt guilty having the little experience she did over him. But she had to stop thinking about that. That was the past and her future was Ben.

She pulled back to look at his face. His pupils were dilated and he wore this lazy sexy grin. It struck Mal that, like all the other kids who grew up in Auradon, Ben was fairly innocent. But he also had this inherint confidence and instinct of exactly what to do. She had no idea how he did that. She felt the exact opposite, all the life experience and no confidence she knew what she was doing half the time.

Ben reached up to cup her cheek and run his thumb across it. Bringing her back to him for another kiss. Having no idea she was lost in thought he still had the instinct to bring her back to him.

Mal smirked into the kiss and started to lightly scrape her nails down his chest to his boxers. She made sure to scrape over his nipples, loving hearing his breath catch. His eyes were shut but the minute her nails grazed his abs right above his pants they shot open. He looked down at what she was doing, trying his best to control his breathing. Ben didn't want to come off too desperate for her touch.

She experimentally stroked him over his boxers. Ben's eyes fluttered shut but he quickly snapped them back open, not wanting to miss a second of what she was doing to him. Mal reached in and pulled him out of the flap, gripping him bare for the first time. Ben groaned loudly at the sensation. He wasn't going to last very long. Everything had built up way too much.

Mal didn't wear her usual confidence. She wanted to make sure she was doing exactly what Ben liked and making him feel as good and as cared for as he did for her.

"Ben, show me what you like," Mal began to pump him but looked to him for guidance.

He stared back at her lovingly and in a haze for a second before gently covering her hand with his and showing her the pace he likes. Ben didn't need to instruct for long before Mal took over.

Ben couldn't focus on anything for too long. He gaze darted, watching Mal's concentrated and sly expression of her beautiful full lips. Then focused on how her breast were bouncing lightly with her effort. Looking down he loved watching his dick slide in between her soft small fist. It all felt too good Ben would have to close his eyes. Not wanting to miss a second he would open them and the whole process would start again.

Ben looked so good from head to toe. His hair stuck a little to his forehead. A lazy grin on his face whenever his expression didn't change to a moan. His hands were stroking whatever part of her he could reach, her arms or thighs. His shirt all bunched up to show a peak of his abs. And his nice and hard, yet velvety smooth dick pushing through her fist.

Mal licked her lips at the sight and that's all it took. Ben started to pulse in her hand. She quickly pushed his tshirt up so he would avoid jizzing all over it. Instead it spilled out over her fist and the hard planes of his stomach.

Ben threw his shirt over his head and walked Mal over to the bathroom to clean them both up. His breathing was ragged and he was trying his best to slow it down. He couldn't believe how amazing it felt having her tiny soft yet surprisingly strong hand touching him. Watching him with determination and lust.

When they were both clean he tucked himself back into his boxers and pulled her to his chest in a bear hug. He kissed into her hair. "Thank you."

Mal pulled back to look up at him. "It was good?"

Ben blinked at her and tried to hold back laughter. How could she be such a vixen yet so innocent at the same time? "It was the most amazing experience of my life. I'll never forget it, thank you."

She accepted his hug then. The rest of the world falling away. Troubles trapped outside the door of his suite.