a/n: Hey everyone! Well, i'm glad a lot of you guys like the story so far. I really like how it's going. I just wanted to warn those who don't like to read their porn, the reason why this story is rated M is going to be in this chapter. (to be honest, if you don't like mature scenarios, I don't know why you're reading a story rated M, but that's okay.)
Thanks for reading everyone! xx
"You seem to be a real hit out there." Benedict said smiling.
"I just did what I would like someone to do for me. Good job on the kiss with Jennifer. I'm sure that made her whole life right there." I said smiling in return, taking his hand to hold it. "It was the sweetest thing I have ever seen. I really do appreciate the way you treat your fans."
"They are the reason why I do what I do. I might as well thank them when I can." Benedict said with kind eyes.
We walked to our table, and we immediately served with some very good wine. Chardonnay, I think it was.
"So, apparently I'm your girlfriend now." I said to Benedict jokingly.
"Looks like you are. Does that bother you?" Benedict asked, giving me a small smile.
"Not at all . It was just a surprise, that's all." I responded kindly.
"Why would the fact that I want you to be my girlfriend surprise you?" Benedict asked looking a bit worried.
"Well, I always felt like Jennifer when it came to you. You know I'm a big fan. And I've only dreamed of being your girlfriend. That's why. Don't be worried. I like this new label." I asked kindly. I took hold of his hand. "Trust me."
"Oh, I understand. Because you don't have to be my girlfriend if you don't want to. i'm fine with being just friends." Benedict said caressing my hand.
"No, I don't want to be just friends. I'm more than happy you came into my life. I only dreamt of meeting you, even breathing the same air as you. This is a dream come true." I said. his worried filled eyes closed, like it made me feel good. When he opened his eyes again, all I could see was love. "I would like to have a conversation with you later on tonight."
"Sure, nothing bad I hope." Benedict said.
"No, no, don't worry. I just want to get to know you better." I replied. I really would like to understand what is going on with him self esteem.
"So, this is the famous Salma I keep hearing about." A mystery man said. I recognized the voice. I turned around, and I saw Martin Freeman and his wife, Amanda Abbington.
"Oh! Hello Martin, how are you Amanda?" Benedict said, shaking Martin's hand and giving Amanda a kiss on the cheek.
"Hi, I'm Salma." I said smiling and holding out my hand to shake Martin's. We shook hands and they both say beside us.
"My name is Martin Freeman, and this is my beautiful wife Amanda." Martin said introducing themselves.
"She is a big fan of the show. Aren't you, Salma?" Benedict said smiling.
"Oh are you? That's great! You must be happy to see us, then." Martin said laughing.
"Yes I am. It is a great honor to meet you both." I said smiling shyly. I couldn't believe it! Amanda Abbington and Martin Freeman sitting in front of me, at the BAFTAs.
"Likewise. I've heard a lot about you two." Martin said smiling.
"Have you? I hope they're good things!" I said a bit worried. I barely know anyone here, I really so hope no one is saying anything bad about me.
"All good, I promise. I really liked what you both did with that fan."
"I just did what I would have like someone to do for me. I am a fan myself. I guess I felt a bit bad. I mean, I used to know what it was like, being in her place." I said honestly.
"Yes, I understand completely. Everyone loves you out there." Amanda said.
"Oh I felt it. It really surprised me. Looks like tonight is filled with surprises." I said turning my head to Benedict, smiling.
"I'd imagine." Martin said. We all talked until the awards ceremony started. Once it started, everyone sat down and watched. Martin had 2 nominations, and Benedict had 3. Martin won them all, and Benedict won 2 of his. When he came back to the table after his second acceptance speech, he looked really happy.
"Didn't I tell you that you were going to win?" I said smiling.
"That, you did. I'm baffled. I honestly didn't think I would win anything."
"You need to think positive when it comes to these things. I'm proud of you, Benedict." I told Benedict, giving him a soft kiss.
"Thank you. Shall we leave, or would you like to stay and mingle a bit?" Benedict asked.
"oh no, let's leave. I don't think I would be able to handle all the famous going on here. Amanda and Martin are so sweet. Lara Pulver was very nice too. She looked beautiful as ever." I said, losing myself to my thoughts.
"She didn't even come close to how beautiful you look tonight." Benedict said smiling.
"Thank you. I'm so proud of you, Benedict." I said walking with Benedict to the car.
"Thank you. What did you want to talk about?" Benedict asked with wonder in his eyes.
"Well, I feel we need to get to know each other more, before... anything yet." I said. Benedict smiled one of relief. He asked the valet for his car, and he left to get it, leaving Benedict and I alone.
"I thought you were going to say you didn't want to see me anymore. Sure thing. We can head back to my place, that's if you want." Benedict said opening the door for me when the car arrived.
"Yeah, i'd like that." I said smiling. We drove back in silence. I marveled on the events of tonight. I met so many people I never I would. All these people I wished I could meet were all there, in one room, wanting to talk to me. Apparently my name spread around like wildfire, and everyone wanted to meet me. Look how the tables turned. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. And on top of that, Benedict introduced me as his girlfriend in front of thousands of people. I can't believe it. This is magic.
When we arrived at Benedict's house, he opened the door for me, and put his hand out for me to hold it. I took it, and we walked inside. Benedict took me to sit on the couch with him.
"Okay, what do you want to say?" Benedict asked. "I'm all ears."
"I have a question I want to ask you, and it is a bit personal. is that okay?" I asked gently.
"Sure, go ahead." Benedict said.
"Can you tell me why you think so low of yourself?"I whispered. "I have noticed it a lot over the time I have known you." Benedict's whole body tensed.
"I don't know. I always grew up with a low self esteem. I went to an all boys boarding school, and I was bullied a lot for my love of acting. And I think we both can establish that I am not the most good looking man in Hollywood." Benedict said. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, you could see his sadness.
"But look at you now, the sexiest man alive, winner of 2 BAFTAs in one night, and you are one beautiful man." I said softly, taking his hand in mine. "I have always been a fan of you. You are the definition of perfection in my book. I couldn't ask for anything more. I know a lot more about you than you think I do. It breaks my heart to hear this things about you, especially when they come out of your mouth." I said. Benedict looked like he was going to cry. "Benedict, I am a proud cumberbitch, and I always will be." I said softly. I noticed Benedict starting to fight back tears, but it was a losing battle when one escaped his eye.
"I am?" Benedict asked, with a crack in his voice.
"Yes. You are beautiful just the way you are, I don't want you to change. Don't think about what others say, it's just the jealousy." I said reassuringly.
"They're not jealous of me! I'm just a talentless, wooden acting horsefaced assnamed twot." Benedict cried.
"No you're not! You are a beautiful man with great sex appeal, and you have a beautiful unique name that it will down in history because you are an amazing actor with incredible potential." I said to him, wiping the tears that escaped from his beautiful eyes.
"Lies." Benedict said under his breath.
"No, this is the truth. You are an amazing man with incredible talent. People would do anything to breathe the same air as you." I said. "I understand how it feels to be rejected and unaccepted. My life growing up was terrible. I was never accepted because of the way I looked. I was abnormally skinny. I was always that rebound person. But I learned that you shouldn't care about what these people say. You are who you are, and you just have to find the people that are going to accept you for you. Like I do. You made me your girlfriend tonight, which is something I never thought would happen. Knowing all that I know about you, I am willing to accept anything and everything that is Benedict Timothy Carlton Cumberbatch. I love you Benedict, I love you despite all your "flaws"." I said with tears in my eyes. It was the truth, I am in love with this beautiful man sitting in front of me. The fragile man that tries so hard to cover up his sorrow.
"You... love... me?" Benedict said.
"Yes. With all my heart. I know it's a bit early to say it, but I have known it in my heart for a long time, even though it was only affection from afar." I said. Benedict looked at me and he started crying. I took him in my arms, and I hugged him. "It's okay. You can cry with me. I'll be here for you. I'm not going anywhere." He cried some more, saying thank you repeatedly. When he rose, he looked me in the eyes. His eyes were still tearful, but he looked so beautiful. He grabbed my head and kissed me. The kiss was deep and urgent, like he needed to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and I kissed him back, fisting his hand. Our tongues danced together. He picked me up and put him on his lap.
"I love you too." Benedict said smiling. "Come." He said, taking my hand, taking me with him to the bedroom. I knew what was going to happen. and I felt completely ready. I loved this man with all my heart, and he is worthy of taking my virginity.
"Salma, I want to make love to you. Pure vanilla sex. I have you know, I have never done this before, but I never loved a woman more than I love you." Benedict said smiling.
"Wait." I said. I think he needs to know before anything happens.
"What's wrong?" Benedict asked, looking worried.
"Nothing, it's just that this is my first time." I said, looking down at my feet.
"Really? It's okay if you don't want to, i'll understand." Benedict said lifting my chin.
"No, I do. I just wanted you to know, that's all." I said smiling.
"Well, I feel honored to be your first. I'll go slow, I promise. Just let me know if I hurt you. Are you sure you want this?" Benedict said smiling a toothy grin.
"Trust me, I want to. I feel ready." As soon as I said those words, Benedict grasped my head and deeply kissed, lips and tongue coaxing mine. I let out a moan, trying to reciprocate. He turned me around, and slowly unzipped my dress, letting it fall to the ground, pooling at my feet. He caressed my back, giving me chills.
"You. have. the. most. beautiful. skin." Benedict said, leaving small kisses trailing down my throat in between each word. He turned me around to face him, and he laid me down onto the bed, not taking his eyes of mine. He took a step back and smiled, looking at me.
"Do you know how beautiful you are? I could just look at you forever." I let out a moan, and he laid down on the bed, propped on his knees, hovering me. "I want to kiss you everywhere, Salma." Benedict said, starting to trail kisses from where he left off, going south. My breath hitched. He arrived to my breasts, and he unhooked my bra, throwing it on the floor. He grasped my breast and put the nipple in his mouth, biting and sucking. The feeling was exquisite. I let out a moan. Wow, I never thought this could feel so good.
"Do you like this?" Benedict asked with a low voice.
"Y- Yes." I said, unable to catch my breath. He continued his beautiful torture, taking my other breast and started rolling his thumb over my nipple, elongating it. The sweet sensation went all the way down there. He took my nipple and blew on it, causing the cold sensation to harden it even more. He continued his journey south, nipping his way down. When he reached my navel, his tongue swirled around it, gently sucking. Another moan escaped my mouth. I felt his smile on my stomach. He continued leaving feather like kisses, all the way down the apex of my thighs. He nuzzled his nose again my grey lace panties.
"You smell divine." Benedict said, moving my underwear to the side. He put one finger inside me, circling as he cupped my clit, slowly moving in a circular motion. The feeling was astonishing.
"You're deliciously wet." He said sticking another finger, moving slowly in and out. It felt so good. I wriggled under his touch. He slipped off my underwear, leaving me naked on the bed. He opened my legs, and took me big surprise by starting to lick my clit. I cried out, practically panting. Continuing this sweet torture, he put two fingers in, going in and out over and over again. The sweet agony made my back arch.
I put my fingers in his hair, fisting. I pulled a bit, and he groaned. Taking out his fingers, he starts to undress himself, leaving me panting loudly. He took off his shirt, revealing his beautiful chest, nicely toned and muscular. I couldn't take my eyes off him. "Like the view?" Benedict asked taking off this pants, revealing his growing erection. My eyes widened, which made Benedict laugh. He walked towards the drawer near the bed, taking out a condom and he ripped it open, slipping it on himself. He climbed onto the bed, hovering me.
"Are you sure you want this?" Benedict asked. I nodded and he smiled. He positioned himself, thrusted inside, moving very slowly. A moan escaped my mouth, as he claimed me. I felt a slight pinch as he ripped through my virginity, but it passed quickly, leaving me writhing for more. I quickly accustomed to this alien feeling of pleasure.
"You're so tight." Benedict said, breathing ragged. He started to kiss me again, starting to move at a faster tempo. I couldn't stop myself from crying out. It felt so good. He really started to move, each thrust causing me to scream with pleasure. My hands went to Benedict's soft back. I dug my nails into it, scratching down his back in pleasure. He groaned and started moving faster. He closed his eyes in pleasure, kissing me again as I fisted balls in his hair. I dug my nails into his back again, making him groan louder through his ragged breath. I started to move in sync with him. I rolled my hips, and he growled loudly with pleasure. I started to feel my insides quicken. I noticed I was getting closer and closer to an orgasm.
"Come for me, baby. Let me hear you." And I did just that. I came, yelling out Benedict's name as the orgasm ripped through me. Benedict thrusted twice more, and he stilled as he found his release as well, yelling out my name. He collapsed onto me, letting me feel his weight on me. His eyes were closed, and when he opened his eyes again, he looked me in the eyes, and gently kissed my forehead.
"How was that? I hope I didn't hurt you." Benedict said trying to catch his ragged breath.
"Mmm" was all I had the strength to say. I felt like I was in heaven. That was amazing. so this is why sex is such a big deal. I thought to myself, trying to slow down my thumping heart, and my hitched breathing. Benedict got off the bed, pulling out, making me wince and picked me up so he could pull the duvet from under me, and he got back in next to me, spooning me. I felt sore everywhere.
"Go to sleep, my dear." Benedict said kissing my hair. I fell asleep instantaneously, dozing off into a deep sleep.