Chapter 4 – Adventurous Additions


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Let it not be said that Ben always had restraint.

Because he didn't. Some days were harder than others. Some days he felt so trapped by his position that the prospect of spending one moment longer in his castle left him teetering on the edge of insanity, or at least of lashing out in a horrifically beastly way, until retreating from the premises was the kindest generosity he could offer everyone. Honestly, he was just trying to be responsible.

Or maybe he wasn't, because surprise visits to Evie's cottage weren't something he was known for – but Mal and Evie were out taking a ladies' trip to Uma's seaside cottage, which was either true or an excuse to get more sex time in, but Ben didn't particularly care because the end result was that they weren't at Evie's. With Carlos and Jane in an apartment of their own, that left the cottage's occupants down to Chad, Doug, and poor spare wheel Jay, and Jay should theoretically be at a Tourney training camp or some shit Ben didn't really care about. The important part was that he wasn't there.

Which left Ben hungry when he slipped into the cottage, feeling Mal's security and privacy enchantments wash over his skin in a comforting hum. He pretended for a moment that this was his home, that he was a nobody – or maybe a reclusive writer. He pretended that he got to live in this cozy place creating art all day while ignoring the rest of the world. Pretended it was a place he'd bought with his hard-earned money so he could house his greatest treasures and keep them close, then pretended he had more than one person who could possibly qualify as that. Why not, if he was already playing make believe?

He held onto this with a smirk as he prowled towards the kitchen, catching the familiar scent of earthen aftershave and valve oil, of chamomile tea and those shortbread cookies Doug liked so much. It was satisfying to see the dwarf kin huddled by one of the counters preparing a late-night snack, dressed down in the comfy clothes Evie had designed him and looking blissfully domestic. It sang to the hungry part of Ben, the one who desperately wanted something so wonderfully benign and innocent, who wanted to pretend to have Doug as his own for no other reason than he could and rest of the world wouldn't demand for him to do otherwise.

He moved quietly, keeping his footsteps silent so that Doug's advanced senses wouldn't detect him, and reveled in the way Doug startled when Ben eased an arm around the musician's waist.

"Hungry?" Ben purred into Doug's ear, watching the half-dwarf tense, then shiver when he realized who it was. "I'm feeling a bit peckish myself. Could you help me get a snack?"

"Ben," Doug said, aiming a flushed look at him, uncertain.

Ben sympathized. They usually had strict rules about doing these things in the castle, but Ben was desperate to feed into his newest fantasy, and outside of Auradon Castle and Uma's beach house, Evie's cottage was one of the safest places in all of Central Auradon for him.

"Only if you're interested," Ben purred, nuzzling Doug's shoulder. "I'd understand if you weren't in the mood."

"I um- am," Doug admitted bashfully, making Ben's inner beast preen. "But I thought you preferred Chad."

Ben didn't say anything, knowing the best lies were hidden in truth. "I like both of you, Douglass," Ben said, knowing the full use of Doug's name seemed to get the musician's motor revving and using this knowledge shamelessly. "May I taste you?"

"Ben," Doug moaned, but he nodded too, which was all Ben needed to spin Doug around, get that flushed expression to face him before he dipped low and claimed Doug's lips.

The musician trembled, his hands curling around Ben's biceps as the king claimed him, but it was- yes, it was sweet. It was a bashfulness he used to get from Chad, and while he loved what he had with the blond now, he couldn't say it wasn't appealing from Doug, especially when he began to smell how affected the musician was.

Doug let out a small noise of surprise when Ben deftly picked him up and set him on the counter, but it was worth it for how flushed Doug got, his legs spreading reflexively and eyes falling into half-lidded looks of want, a whine spilling from his lips when Ben took a moment to just look at him.

"I'm not um- that pretty," he said desperately, and of course Ben had to kiss him again, swallowing the other teen's startled gasp.

"We'll have to disagree on that," Ben purred, releasing Doug's hair from its low pony and taking his time playing with it until the dwarf-kin was painfully hard. "Should I braid this later?" Ben murmured into Doug's ear, the musician claimed with non-stop shivers. "May I be so bold, Douglass, son of Ori?"

"Ben," Doug whimpered, rutting against Ben's stomach as the king gathered in close. "E-Evie hasn't even-"

"You haven't told her?" Ben asked, forcing himself to hide his genuine delight.

Wow, Doug really didn't think things were going to last with his current partners.

Distantly, he knew such insecurity should be worrying, but all he could focus on was the delightful show of low self-esteem that he was going to do his damnedest to build up. Dwarves were a notoriously secret race, so Ben wasn't surprised that Evie didn't know the importance of braids in dwarven culture, in who could plait them and what they meant, what the beads fastened in them stood for. Ben knew because he was king of Auradon and Chad knew because he was hopelessly thorough when it came to researching the people he interacted with after the accident with Fritz.

With Doug as Chad's roommate for four years, the blond knew a lot about him.

By extension, so did Ben.

"I um-" Doug flushed. "It's probably weird. I look more human anyway."

"I assure you, Douglass," Ben purred, making Doug shudder again. "It is far from weird, and you would look just as gorgeous sporting your family braids as you do now and I am not just saying that," Ben continued when Doug opened his mouth to protest. "I am under no obligations. This is for us, and I only speak the truth."

"Ben," Doug gasped, and Ben leaned in to capture those pretty lips again, to pull Doug close to him and coax strong legs around his waist. Fuck, this was good, touching Doug, tentatively urging him to touch Ben back. It was everything the king needed and he lost himself to the heat of it, to Doug's responsiveness, and he knew Chad wouldn't mind that Ben had detoured. After all, what was Ben's was Chad's, and what was Chad's was Ben's. Chad got Doug all alone plenty of times – it was Ben's turn to indulge.

That said, he wasn't upset when he heard the faintest sound of footsteps draw towards the door to the kitchen. He appreciated Chad's subtlety, the blond likely enjoying the show, and Ben decided he wanted to make it a good one, the king easing a hand up the front of Doug's shirt and making a show of rucking it up to expose a quivering abdomen, putting that lovely bulge on display-

"What the fuck?" Jay's voice hissed, and Ben broke away with an expression of confusion that didn't have to be feigned, Doug whimpering in his hold when he caught sight of the Agraben who was, without question, very much standing in Evie's kitchen instead of being out at his training camp or what the fuck ever.

When all else failed, Ben had learned not to panic, so he eased into a sleepy sort of smile instead, deciding to play the part of assuming Jay already knew about their setup despite the fact that he probably didn't.

"Hey, Jay," Ben greeted, doing his best to block as much of Doug from view as possible. "Did your camp end early?"

"We got rained out," Jay said, his body wracked with tension. "What are you guys doing?"

"Kissing?" Ben prompted, shifting into an expression of befuddlement he knew Jay liked. "You know, like Mal and Evie do."

That seemed to be enough to interrupt whatever rebuttal Jay had, sending the Agraben into a slew of awkward silence.

Ben used that time to pretend to make a realization. "Oh, I- sorry, Jay," he said, easing into an awkward laugh. "I thought you knew. We um- sort of have an arrangement. You can ask Mal and Evie about it if you want." But he wouldn't, because that would crush him. "Sorry, this must have really startled you."

"A little," Jay said, that anger he had built up getting traded out for embarrassment. "Sorry, I shouldn't have assumed the worst."

"I don't really blame you," Ben said. "It doesn't look good if you don't know, but this is a secret, though, so if you could avoid spreading it around…"

"Of course," Jay said, nodding distractedly. "I mean- yeah, that's fair."

"Cool," Ben chirped, and then he gathered Doug into his arms. Doug, who was still beautifully aroused. "We'll just get out of your hair, then."

He carried Doug all the way up to Chad's room where the blond was waiting, the prince lighting up in a bright smile when he noticed Doug's state of need.

Later, Ben would tell him about what had transpired downstairs, but for now the two of them would dote on their half-dwarf while Jay spent too much time wondering helplessly about what they were doing. If Ben was lucky, maybe he'd even get off to the thought of them getting off. It was such a lovely image. Jay, who was so very noble. Who was so very good.

It made Ben's mouth water, but he reminded himself not to be greedy. He already had a lot. Asking for more was foolish, and yet…

The beast hungered.

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"It was a dumb assumption," Ben said when he explained what happened to Mal later, Chad proactively updating Evie in order to sooth Doug's anxieties. "And I'm sorry for that. Just- you're all so close."

"That wasn't unfair," Mal allowed, not quite meeting his eyes as a flush blossomed across the bridge of her nose. He knew why she hadn't said anything, the future queen trying to be responsible and minimize the potential for secrets getting out by only informing the parties affected. She was flustered now because Ben's assumption indicated that it was his inherent understanding that all her secrets were shared with the VKs, and the fact that they weren't anymore (despite that being a very responsible thing) threw her off-balance. Now she was doubting her dedication to them.

Ben would apologize, but he really wasn't sorry.

"I am worried though," Mal continued, visibly trying to gather herself. "I know Jay seems like, you know, a regular horndog, but he really is lonely."

"You think this will make him feel bad?" Ben asked despite already knowing this was true.

"Left out, maybe," Mal allowed. "He's probably going to see if he can weasel his way into the arrangement."

"And how would you feel about that?" Ben asked, because he could get away with using basic therapist prompts to move Mal along since she consistently refused to see one. She said she was better adjusted than most people, which wasn't untrue, but that didn't make her need for therapy any less relevant.

Mal let out a gusty sigh. "If it was just sex, I wouldn't mind," she said, indicating some level of awareness of Jay's inclinations towards romanticism.

"You don't think it'd just be sex?" Ben prompted.

"I think he'd get attached," Mal said with a huff. "He'd want more and Evie and I can't give him more."

And she felt bad about that. Obviously, she didn't know Jay was already helplessly in love with her and had been for a very long time, that he was in love with Evie and Carlos but didn't feel good enough to act on these desires, especially when they had seemingly nice, good Auradon partners to content themselves with. Mal felt bad, but she also felt guilty because Jay was hers. She wanted to take care of him, and if she could stop him from hurting, she would do so by any means necessary, the same way Ben would have done for Chad or Audrey.

Ben let out a thoughtful hum, making a show of stewing this over. "You don't want him to feel left out."

"But there's nothing we can do about it."

"Maybe," Ben said. "Or maybe we could give him boy privileges." Mal slanted a confused look at him, pushing Ben to continue. "Our arrangement stands so we can enjoy intimate relations with our own team, right?" Ben said. "We could involve Jay in that, and it's not like there's a risk for any kind of feelings being involved. He likely won't even say yes, but you offered, like a good and thoughtful friend."

Mal considered this. "I guess that would keep him from feeling iced out," she muttered. "What if he says yes, though?"

"Then I'll have sex with him," Ben said with a shrug. "Unless you don't want me to, and then Chad will have sex with him."

Mal made a face – a reflexive thing she couldn't really fight, and Ben lost a moment pondering what the fuck that was about before she pushed on with- "No, better you." She blew one of her stray curls out of her eyes. "Just trust me, we don't need to open the hornets' nest of allowing Jay to kiss Chad."

That was… intriguing. Ben made a note to look into it later. Ben wouldn't be surprised of he'd missed Jay developing a crush on Chad as well – while he was hyper focused, Audrey had spent the majority of their high school years protecting Chad's image, and that included controlling the information about who interacted with him that went to Ben, knowing how very easy it would be to set off his beast.

Something to keep an eye on.

"Then make the offer," Ben said, giving her a gentle smile. "And if he says yes, I'll take care of him, and if he says no -well, you offered."

"Like a good friend," Mal said somewhat distractedly.

"Like a good friend," Ben confirmed, the pieces all falling together.

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Surprise of all surprises, Jay took Mal up on her offer.

To be honest, maybe Ben was a little bit shocked, though for the most part he was amused. He supposed Jay wanted to scope out the competition so to speak, or maybe he thought getting a taste of someone Mal publicly devoted herself to would allow him a part of her as well. His motivations were limitless but Ben didn't focus on those, choosing instead to carve another small slot out of his schedule for Jay, because he sure as shit wasn't going to encroach on the treasured moments Ben managed to steal with Chad and Doug.

The half-dwarf was slowly becoming a part of Chad and Rose's routine. They'd started inviting him out on dates so he could 'get his feet wet' again. They had him practice his flirtations on both of them and rewarded him with carnal relations until Doug was a whimpering, lovely mess. Last week Ben had gotten to ride both Chad and Doug – separately, but still, the burn had been good, as had their spent visages after the fact.

Jay wasn't going to cut into that, but Ben could allot him some playtime to see how things would turn out.

Being of moderate magical skill, Jay was allowed to teleport directly into Ben's sitting room. The spell he used was one Ben could control access to with a set of complicated runes he and Audrey had spent weeks finalizing – not that Mal knew that. Hopefully, Jay wouldn't test his luck outside of the agreed time windows, but if he did – well, Ben could always play it off as the continuously updating security measures that enveloped Auradon Castle.

"Hey Jay," Ben greeted when the Tourney player shyly eased his way into the bedroom, his gaze flicking over the large bed Ben and Mal shared before landing on Ben with a bashful look. "Can I interest you in something to drink?"

"Um- sure," Jay said, not confident enough to put in a particular request with Ben one-on-one so he blindly accepted the glass of whatever Ben gave him without arguments, which just so happened to be lime seltzer water, because even though Ben had a beast metabolism, he still had to watch his weight. He saved his indulgences for when he went on dates with Chad and Doug. It was important to prioritize.

Jay was kind enough to hold off making a face at the drink until Ben's back was turned, the king busying himself with some last-minute paperwork re-arrangement while he waited for Jay to settle.

"So," Ben said, finishing his seltzer in a gulp before placing it gently back on the drink tray. "How would you like to do this?"

For whatever reason the Agraben sputtered, like he hadn't expected Ben to be that direct, and Ben allowed himself the option of genuine laughter because come on, Jay could be such a goof sometimes.

"Sorry," Ben said, offering Jay a handkerchief that made the Tourney player blush.

"No um- that's- it's fine," Jay said, patting himself down and taking the opportunity to abandon his cup on the drink tray. "I just wasn't expecting that."

"I always figure more communication is better than less," Ben said with a fond smile. "We can establish what we're comfortable with now so we don't have to worry about it as much later."

"Um." Jay's blush darkened, his hands twisting the delicate material of the handkerchief between them. "I've never been with a guy before."

Ben honestly hadn't expected that. Then again, Jay might be one of those people that saved themselves for the person they loved.

It was worth remembering.

"It's not all the different from being with a girl," Ben offered, noting the way Jay's blush intensified – and granted, he was likely reading too much into things, but Ben's beast couldn't help but latch onto that response, wondering – hoping that Jay hadn't been with a girl either, that he was – dare Ben think it – a virgin.

How surprisingly sweet.

"Except for, you know," Ben said with a wink, motioning below their waists. "But we don't have to jump into the deep end yet. Why don't you tell me what you're comfortable with?"

"Um." Jay started chewing on his bottom lip – an obvious, and wonderful, tell. "Kissing?" he said, wincing a bit at the question. "And making out, obviously."

"Obviously," Ben hummed, sure to keep his expression supportive rather than amused.

"I guess I could give you a handjob?" Jay hazarded.

"Or I could give you one," Ben said, making Jay twitch. "We could grind together, or I could give you a blowjob, or I could pick you up and put you on top of that dresser the way I put Doug up on the counter that night, would you like that?"

Jay stared at him with wide eyes, not knowing what to do with Ben. "I think I'm too heavy for that."

Ben didn't laugh, simply moved – confident, graceful steps until he could get his hands around Jay's hips. And then he kept pressing forward, making Jay walk backwards until his legs hit the dresser Ben may or may not have strategically cleared the top of for this specific purpose.

"Why don't I give it a try?" Ben hummed, and then he picked Jay up effortlessly – for once appreciating his dumb beast quirks for the delightful expression of surprise and arousal that crossed Jay's face. "Huh," Ben mused, squeezing Jay's hips. "I guess you're not too heavy after all."

"You- Ben," Jay babbled, blushing when Ben eased forward, when he guided Jay towards the edge of the dresser until they were pressed together, his groin against Ben's stomach, one of Ben's arms firmly around his waist, one hand drifting low to cup the upper curve of his rear.

Ben could already tell that Jay knew he had gotten in over his head, and the brunette would revel in that but he could smell Jay's blossoming arousal – and honestly, that was substantially more important.

"Good?" Ben asked, rutting Jay against his stomach.

"I- Fuck," Jay said, not seeming to know what to do with his hands.

"You can touch me, you know?" Ben prompted. "Here." Gently, he guided Jay's arms around his shoulders, drawing the Agraben closer. "Would you like to kiss now?"

"M-Maybe I um- shouldn't be- um" Jay was so beautifully flustered, something that only intensified when Ben coaxed one of his legs around his waist, hooking Jay close into a very intimate position. "Ben."

"Yes?" Ben asked, letting Jay rut against him some more, a lovely bulge forming between his legs.

He knew this likely wasn't going the way Jay planned. The other teen had probably assumed he'd be in charge, despite having the least amount of experience between them. It was what was expected of him, of course. Jay was strong, a warrior, a leader and hero for the children of the Isle. Ben might be king, but he was still comparatively slight. Jay probably anticipated having to be the dominant one because that was the role he'd been shoved into all his life, and following this more submissive route was obviously throwing him off guard, despite how much he seemed to be enjoying it.

"Is this what you do with Mal?" Jay asked shyly, forcing Ben to swallow down a laugh.

"No," Ben said, no hesitation because it was true. "No, Mal likes other things."

She mostly liked being in control, which was an unfortunate conflict of interest. Ben knew half of their struggles resulted from the fact that she would rather be pleasuring him than the other way around – it was something that fed into her dragon's protective nature. Ben admired that, but he couldn't really help her with it. It was difficult to surrender his control to someone who had already stolen it once.

Things had been getting better once they started up their arrangement, but that was mostly because they were having more gratifying sex with people that weren't each other.

"This is just for you," Ben continued, dipping his hand lower to properly cup Jay's rear and use his beast strength to rut him into Ben's stomach.

It earned him a delightful moan in response, so of course he shifted his other hand so he could better manhandle Jay, the Agraben gripping onto his shoulders as he tried to hold on for dear life.

"Ben," Jay moaned, letting his head fall back with a whimper as the needy sound spilled from his throat. "I um- I-"

"What do you need?" Ben asked, eager for this sweet, uncertain version of Jay. Hungry for it. "Shall I pull you out of your clothes?"

"No," Jay gasped, though it seemed to be more of a surprised thing than anything else, like he was shocked Ben had asked.

Still, the king followed the request, continuing as he was while Jay unintentionally seemed to rut into him, chasing the pleasure Ben gave him.

"May I kiss you?" Ben asked, leaning his head forward so he could nuzzle against the curve of Jay's neck, letting his lips brush against the skin just over the collar of his shirt. "I would like to-"

"Shit!" Jay hissed, his entire body going tense as his back arched, and Ben lost a moment guiding him through it, holding him close while he felt Jay shiver and-

The smell.

Oh yes, Jay had blown his load in his pants. Ben could smell it, could feel it, and it was a glorious thing. Jay really had zero experience, and yet, he'd submitted himself to Ben.

It was a terrible choice, and yet Ben's persona wouldn't allow him to inform Jay of as much.

Jay came down from his high with gasped breaths, a humiliated flush dusting his cheeks that Ben countered with a supportive beam.

"Feel good?" he asked, nuzzling Jay's shoulder again.

"Ben," Jay whined, like he understood how pathetic some might consider losing himself to some very basic foreplay, as though Ben was not delighted.

"You have nothing to be ashamed of," Ben pressed, wrapping a comforting arm around Jay's waist and keeping him close. "You did such a good job, baby – made such a pretty mess for me."

"Ben." Jay's gaze went wide, his tone a mixture of scandal and shock (and maybe a little bit of want, because he found it hot).

"I'll clean you up with my mouth, if you'll let me," Ben hummed, pressing a kiss against his shoulder. "Or would you prefer to share a bath?"

"Don't- don't pretend that wasn't stupid," Jay huffed, trying desperately to salvage the situation. "Please don't tell Mal about this."

That actually made Ben pull back so he could fix Jay with a serious look. "Why would I do that? What we do on our own is private, Jay, out of respect for our partners' privacy. I'm not going to tell Mal about anything we do."

"You're not?" Jay said, like he couldn't believe something so fortunate. "You mean, she never says what she does with Evie?"

"Nope," Ben said with an easy grin. "Nor is it any of my business. As long as they have a good time, that's all that matters." He leaned forward so he could nuzzle Jay's shoulder again. "So, now that you know that, how would you like to proceed?"

"I… the bath?" Jay tried, sounding so very hopeful. "You'd um- join me, right?"

"Of course," Ben hummed, rubbing small circles against Jay's hip. "I can't wait to get you in my arms and hold you close. Do you wanna recline against my chest, or face me?" He dropped his voice, letting his hand sneak between them so he could cup Jay's groin. "Either way, I'm going to do my best to get this clean, sweetheart."

"Fuck," Jay whispered, shuddering hard. "I um- I-"

"We could try both?" Ben said, and Jay just nodded, following along with his prompts- and on one hand he was likely overwhelmed but on the other, he was still following Ben to the bathroom with that lovely blush of his, so in the end, it was probably fine.

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Never was Ben more grateful for the dumb, superbly unnecessary chaise lounge that was inside the master bathroom because that was what he stripped Jay on – splaying the Agraben off and making a show of slowly but surely pulling off each piece of clothing until he was down to his tight boxer briefs with the telling stain of slick smeared against the groin.

Jay whimpered when Ben peeled those off, flushing darker when Ben stared at his length – which was darker than what he was used to but still no less pretty.

He lost a moment burying his face against Jay's pelvis, making the Agraben squeak while Ben just took in his scent.

"Beautiful, sweetling," Ben murmured against his abdomen, playing with the sensitive skin of his inner thighs until he saw Jay begin to perk up in interest one more. "Hands above your head," Ben ordered just to see if Jay would comply and he did, gripping the top of the chaise seat and leaving himself on vulnerable display.

Ben made a show of looking him over while he stripped out of his own clothes and finished setting up the bath, and by the time things were ready, Jay was painfully hard simply from exposure alone.

"Ready?" Ben asked, kissing his way up Jay's inner thighs, bypassing his erection and working his way up his chest, his neck, until the Agraben was trembling with want.

"Please," Jay said, and when asked so nicely, how could Ben think of denying him?

It was easy gathering Jay into his arms, letting the Tourney player settling in the V of his legs first and recline back against Ben, the king hooking an easy arm around his waist to keep him deliciously close.

"Is this good?" Ben asked, rubbing Jay's hip, taking the chance to coax his legs wide. "Are you comfortable?"

"V-Very," Jay said, letting his head fall back against Ben's shoulders. "I um- do you do this with Mal?"

"Sometimes," Ben said, smirking as he sensed a recurring thread for Jay. He couldn't have Mal so he was trying to be her, or at least, experience her new life so he could better understand it, see how it stacked up against him. "Sometimes after a long day she just needs to have some tension relieved. Baths are great for that." He stroked up Jay's inner thigh, getting dangerously close to new territory. "Would you like to have some tension relieved?"

"Y-Yes," Jay said, blushing furiously. "If um- you don't mind."

"I don't," Ben hummed, shifting his hand up to cup Jay's sack in a teasing squeeze before moving higher to finally get his hand around Jay's length. "I would love to tease this pretty clit for you the same I would Mal."

"Ben," Jay gasped, scandalized, trailing off into a whimper when the king started working his hand up and down. "You can't um- call it that."

"Can't, or you don't want me to?" Ben pressed, taking advantage of Jay's ignorance and pretending this was a normal conversation one might have during sex.

Maybe it was. Maybe Ben was also ignorant. He didn't exactly have a frame of reference for what was considered normal.

"I mean…" Jay rutted eagerly into his hand. "Isn't it weird?"

"If it makes you happy and it doesn't hurt anyone, how would it be weird?" Ben asked. "Would you like to be Mal, Jay? Would you like to be my queen for an evening?"

"Shit," Jay hissed, pulsing tellingly in Ben's hand. "I'm sorry-"

"You don't have to apologize," Ben interrupted, nuzzling Jay's cheek until the other teen finally turned to face him, allowing Ben to press their foreheads together. "Tonight is about you, Jay. It's about what you want to do, and if you want to be my queen then I would be more than happy to make that happen."

"Ah- ah," Jay trailed off into a moment, his eyes fluttering shut as Ben established a ruthless pace. "Ben, I'm gonna- I think I'm gonna come again."

"That was the goal," Ben said, smiling wide. "A goal I'd like to achieve many times this evening."

Jay's immediate response was a moan, and with an expression that debauched, what else could Ben do but duck down and capture those lips, swallowing Jay's sweet sounds that went especially pointed the moment Ben's lips touched his. It was like Jay didn't think he could allow himself such a thing, but once Ben was in he eagerly chased after that heat, trading clumsy kisses that got less coherent the closer Jay got to losing himself once more.

Ben pulled away just in time for Jay to let out a muted wail when he came apart, Ben pumping him through his release this time until the other teen was panting hopelessly in his arms.

"Good job, sweetheart," Ben said, pressing kisses against Jay's shoulders. "That felt amazing."

"I haven't um- even done anything for you," Jay gasped, seeming embarrassed by this.

"I appreciate the thought," Ben said. "But trust me, I'm fine. I'm happy just seeing to your needs the way I would for Mal."

Jay shivered at that, chewing at his bottom lip, so of course Ben darted in for a kiss that began eager and ended slow and sweet, Jay leaning eagerly into him.

"Come on," Ben murmured after a few wonderful minutes of making out. "Let's get you dressed up."

Oh, he had so many plans in store now. So many wonderful, terrible plans.


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Endnotes:

And we're back, everyone! Thanks for all the comments and well-wishes towards my break – I'm still recovering from it, ironically enough, but I'm ready to get back on schedule and hope you enjoy this dose of ruthless Ben taking what he wants ;)

Story notes :

Mal 5,000% made a face at Ben's suggestion because she knows Jay has a deep and weird crush on Chad that she's not going to pour fuel on – not with a ten-foot pole.

Until next time :)