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so sweet, like honey.

Oneshot ☽｡⋆ 

Pairing : Ben x Fem!Reader

Summary : Porn without plot.

Warnings 18+ : swearing, p in v, getting eaten out, overstimulation, A LOT of dirty talking, slight breeding kink, car sex, riding, I likely have missed some.

Word count : 3,011

Authors' notes : So um, hi! This is my first y/n fic. I really hope you guys enjoy! And I would love to hear some feedback! Btw, I'm writing this without sleeping for like a week straight, so... YAY.

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“Hey,” You raised your hand, “One whiskey please,”

The bartender just nodded, “Coming right up ma’am.” She soon came back with the whiskey, “For you.”

“Thank you. You’re quite sweet… I bet you’ll taste even better cupcake.” You winked, flashing a bit of your teeth.

She chuckled, “Thank you miss, however, I already have a girlfriend.” She soon left to cater to a group of girls who started climbing over the counter.

You drowned the glass of whiskey after she left. You heard someone settling beside you. You were about to tell him to go fuck themselves, until you realized… That it was Soldier Boy, aka the biggest fucking dickhead that you know. And sadly, love.

Without breaking eye contact, he whistled to get the bartender’s attention. “Get me beer and make it snappy.” The bartender was about to make a snarky comment until she bit her tongue, realizing that it was Soldier Boy. 

“Hello Ben.” You coldly say.

“What are you doing here angel? You’re supposed to be at home, in my arms, not flirting with bartenders.” Giving the bartender a side eye. 

“I don’t know, maybe you should’ve thought twice before announcing to the entire world that you’re dating that whore.” You meant to say Crimson Countess, but your mouth opened before your brain had registered what you wanted to say. 

“Oh come on doll, you know that Vought just wanted to promote —” Before he could finish his sentence, the bartender brought his beer. “Jesus, they need better service here. Obviously, the employees doesn’t understand when I tell them to make it snappy.”

“What do you want Ben? If you want a quick blowie, go to the group of girls who wants to climb you like you’re fuckin’ Mount Everest.”

He looked over his shoulder, and gave them a flirtatious smirk. Checking them out, from their ass to their tits. Then, turned back to you, “Listen doll. Vought wanted America’s couple, they’ve already got America’s Son. What about America’s family?” He scoffed, looking proud of himself.

You flicked him on his forehead with your fingers, he never once scared you, and it’s not going to happen anytime soon. Whether it was fighting, in or out of bed. He was clearly unaffected with a mere flick, especially by a human.

“Piss off Ben. I’m not planning to ask you twice.” As you turned away, he quickly grabbed your arm. “Ben! Fuck off.” You quickly shook your arm due to his grip not being tight. So, you were able to free yourself from him. You were about to run away until he picked you up, and threw you over his shoulder, like a sack of potatoes. Which weighed a feather to him.  

“Ben!” You started hitting his back, scratching his neck, and pulling his hair.

He turned around and paid for your drinks. Then headed for the door, but before he left. He approached the group of girls, “Sorry ladies, but this ass is mine.” With a low growl, and slapped your ass extra hard, making you squeak a bit.

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Once he got to his car, he slammed you in the back of the car seat, and joined you. “Angel, you better fuckin’ strip. Or else those clothes are gonna be unwearable.”

You were pissed. What happened to his beautiful loving wife? Crimson fuckin’ Countess. You leaned in closer towards his face, “Bite me, Soldier Boy.”

He growled, and reached for your shirt first. You pushed him away quickly, you weren’t going down without a fight.

“If you put up a fight, you’re not gonna orgasm for a week, and I’ll purposely come outside your sluty little hole,” Grabbing your chin between his thumb and index finger, keeping your head up to see him. Not letting your eyes look somewhere else, to avoid him. 

You slowly stopped, lowering your arms down. You knew he kept his promises in bed.

He chuckled, “There’s my angel.”

“Eat me,” You huffed underneath your breath.

“Oh, I plan to doll, but you know what they say… patience allows pretty little girls to come…” He grinned. 

You just rolled your eyes, knowing no one ever said that. But you’ll let go of this one, this time… You were about to strip, until he grabbed your hands. “Too late doll.” He ripped your shirt first, exposing your luscious firm boobs, hiding behind your bra. Which followed after your jeans got ripped again, leaving your clit open, exposed to the cool, fresh air. There was a wet patch forming in the front of your laced dark green panties, the bow on the front was the perfect touch. 

Ben then grabbed your thighs, and shoved you on his lap, after he ripped off his own t-shirt. 

“I’m still fucking pissed at you. Like - extremely pissed. You’re so insufferable, I hate it. I hate your stupid face, your god-like body, and your stupid fuckin’ Crimison Countess.” You grabbed a handful of his hair, and yanked it back, exposing his neck. He whined a bit. “But the things that you make me feel… you Ben.. have ruined me for other men. I don’t care if there’s other women, or men. As long as I get a piece of that dick, I’m satisfied.” You started devouring on his lips like it’s your last meal on earth, almost forgetting to breathe. Until you both backed away, while the string of your saliva kept you both connected.

There was a bulge forming underneath you, so you rolled your hips down. Which caused Ben to grab your hips which will likely cause bruises, but you couldn’t care less right now. And pulled you down even harder. “Ugh- Ben. Please, I need it.” You started undoing his belt, but he stopped you. And made you kneel around his hips instead, so he could lift his hips to pull down only his pants. 

“There we go princess.” You settled back down on the bugle, making you grind even harder on it to tease him a bit. “Wait –” and he held you still. “Do you not believe that I love you? Sure, Soldier Boy is dating Crimison Countess, but Ben? His heart belongs to only you, angel. My heart is forever yours, and only yours.”

You couldn’t look him in the eye, you could feel the tears forming at the corners of your eyes. 

“Christ on a cross, are you crying, doll?”

“No,” you said a little too quickly. Sniffling like a baby who’s pouting because they couldn’t get their lollipop.

He started chuckling, which caused you to take a small glance at him. That made him laugh ever harder. “Ah women.. I’ll never be able to understand you.”

You could feel the blush rising up on your cheeks. “What’s so funny?” You tried to sound confident, but a little kid instead.

“I mean, after all the time we’ve spent together in bed. You still doubt my love for you?” He leaned in closer to your ear, and whispered breathlessly, “After I’ve told you countless times that you’re mine. And I own you. That I made you repeat it so you could come? Or so that I would fill you up with my seed?” Then it was his turn to tease you back. His tongue lickin’ up your tears, while grinding against your soaked panties. Like a dog, dry humping in heat. 

You, feeling so overstimulated, you could tell that your brain was quickly becoming mush every second that passes, “Ungh, Ben. Please, I don’t care. Just get that dick in me,” That was a lie though. Your heart fluttered every single time Ben claimed ownership of you. Every bite, every possessive comment. Every. Single. Time. He. Said. I. Love. You.

“Ha! You see, doll. I know you secretly care. So, that’s why I’m gonna prove it even more.” He looked dead straight into your eyes, “Sit on my face.”

Your heart skipped a beat, “Huh?! I’m sorry, but –”

“Don’t fuckin’ make excuses with me, angel. Sit on my face and I won’t ask again. Or else.” 

You slowly got off his lap, until he couldn’t wait any longer. He laid down, across the seats, then lifted your thighs. Settling you down on top of his face. His bread scratching the inside of your thighs is one of the best feelings you feel when you’re with Ben, and he’s just preparing to eat you out. He first gave light kisses around your thighs and pelvis.

He slowly exhaled, “I’ve said this before, and I’ll always say it again, but you taste and smell like heaven, angel. So sweet, like honey.” He exhaled one more time, until you started to grind down on his face.

“That’s it, doll. You know that Daddy loves you, and he’ll always take care of you. Never once doubt that from me. Do you understand?” His voice was a bit muffled by your legs, but the silence of the car was loud enough. 

You just nodded. 

“I said, do you understand, doll?” He slapped your ass lightly, while stopping before full penetration with his tongue to your clit.

“I understand.” As you tried to give your best innocent voice, trying not to fall apart just yet.

“I understand, "Daddy". Did ya’ hear me?” One more time he slapped your ass harder than before.

“I -ah! Understand… Daddy,” You mewled.

“That’s my good girl.”

And finally, he stuck his tongue in between your folds, wide and flat. Making one long strip from your anal to your clit. He kept on doing that, non-stop. Stupid supe stamina. 

“Ah! —Ben. Don’t Stop. I can’t.” You pushed your hand against the fogging up window.

“Oh I don’t plan on stopping any time soon dollface, you’ll take whatever I give you,” And started devouring on your wet pussy like it was his last meal. Sucking and twirling his tongue all over it. He tilted his head to the side and brought your lips into his, sucking gently and sliding your tongue all over her. You could feel his smirk when you were moaning like a slut, so you tried holding back. Whimpering, and trembling against his face. You put your hand over your mouth, shaking your head. 

The sound of disappointment coming from him, that scared you. You didn’t want to disappoint him. You always looked for his approval, not that it was important to you. But it was probably to fill out that void that your absent father had made when he left for milk and never came back.  

He reached for your hand to pull away from your mouth, “Ben – I,” the words weren’t forming once you opened your mouth, nothing came out. You had the look of guilt on your face, you knew that once this was done, he’ll go back to being Soldier Boy. Being Vaught’s bitch. Being… Crimison Countess’ Husband.

He bit down gently on the insides of your thighs, “Now why the fuck are you thinking so much about this? I don’t fuckin’ love that whore, Crimison Countress, or whatever her name was. You’re fucking mine, I’m gonna fuck you until your brain is turned into mush, and the walls of your pussy will have outlines of my dick.” He growled, and wrapped his arms around your thighs, pulling you closer to his face. Ben’s tongue had done this countless times, months of practice eating you out, knowing what makes you tick just right. Knowing how to make you feel pleasured, ruining you for other people. Not that he’ll allow anyone else to touch you. 

But something just clicked right there in you, something that tells you that he meant what he said. So, you reached behind you, wrapping your hand around his dick, and collected the precum that formed on the tip of his dick. The shiny liquid between your fingers, you brought your hand up to your mouth and started sucking. Making sounds that a porn star would make. Not even breaking eye contact once with Ben. “Mghh, Ben. You taste so good,” You mewled like a little kid.

His eyes darkened.

He quickly put two fingers in, finding your g-spot, having it memorised. After all, he owned it. Ben owned your pussy, your whole body, and even your heart… Then, he used his tongue gently teasing around until he found a familiar nub, flicking it with his tongue causing a reaction out of you. Your entire body jerked towards him even more. 

“Ben. Ben, Ben, I’m so –Oh God…” You were tapping his head to warn him. 

“No God here, angel. Only me.” He grinned and buried himself even more, starting what he was going to finish. But even deeper this time, more thorough. 

You could feel your body about to release yourself in his mouth. The overstimulation was just too much, with both his tongue and those blessed fingers, “I’m about to –Oh shit!” You gripped his hair, pulling his head closer to your dripping clit and grinding down onto his face. Your back arching and gushed heavily, it was one of the many things Ben liked about you, you squirted like the cumsult he talked about. Your cum was everywhere on his beard, his shiny lips, it even went up to one of his eyes. 

So, you did what any reasonable person would do. You shifted down further, so you were straddling his waist. Dragging your wet pussy across his abs which made it more glossy. And leaned down near his face to lick your own cum off Ben’s face. Lapping at his beard like a dog.

“There.” You got back up to inspect your work, “All nice and clean,” You gave him one of his favourite looks of yours, a gummy smile. And pressed a small kiss on his nose.

He sucked in a breath, “I need to be in you now, angel. Or else m’ not gonna last any longer,” Gripping your thighs, messaging the hickeys in between your legs. 

“Ben –” 

“Please, baby.” He looked up with a pleading face, and how could you not say no to it? His puppy dog eyes, and you swore you heard a whimper that didn’t come from you.

You wiggled down a bit further, kneeling around his hips. Your hands wrapping around his cock, aligning yourself with the dick that’s soon going to rip you in half. Ben’s hands covered your own, steadying the both of you. 

You slammed yourself into him, “Ah! Oh fuck me…” Right away, his dick’s hitting home, your g-spot. 

He had the guts to chuckle, like he wasn’t the one begging to be inside of you, “Isn’t that what we’re doing right now, angel?” He looked down, where his dick disappeared into you, “Yeah, that’s what you like, right? My little cumsult, soaking my dick with your wet pussy like the sult you are. I’m gonna fill you up with my seed. And we’ll have at least 7 kids.”

You couldn’t form words in your head. Hell, you couldn’t think, Ben was letting you go to town on him. His hands sliding up on your stomach, covering it entirely. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, arching your back. And pounding yourself into him. Your tits bouncing up and down with how hard you’re going. 

“Say it.” Ben said smugly. “Say that you’re mine, and you’re my little cumsult. You’ll be so full of my seed, it’ll be leaking out. And you’ll be able to smell me even when I’m not there cause I’ll be inside you,” 

“I– I’m. I’m your little cumsult! Please Ben,” You kneeled, so only the tip of his dick was inside you, then slammed yourself harder and deeper. You could feel yourself being split open. God, even fucking constantly for the past months, but yet it all still feels so new. You looked dead straight into his eyes, “Fuck me until I can’t even think, until I don’t know my name but only yours.”

That changed everything for Ben. He suddenly snapped, his hands going to your hips in a blink of an eye, “Yeah? That’s how you want it, angel? I’ll give it to you. Hell, I’ll burn the entire world for you if you asked.” Ben was lifting you, then slamming himself deep into your vagina. “You know what they say… Home is where the heart is. Or should I say… My dick is.” 

The sound of two slick bodies hitting against each other, finding a fast rhythm, neither of you miss a beat. Your breaths match the timing when he pounds up towards you. 

“Ben! I’m gonna –” But before you could warn him, you already reached your climax.

Not long after Ben had followed, he slowly pulled out. But as soon as nothing was able to stop the come. You could feel his warm, hot come leaking out of your used hole. Then two calloused fingers started scoping up the cum that came out, and started pushing it back in. Ben had just left the two fingers in there.

He managed to sit up, still has his fingers buried into your vagina. With you still straddling his hips.

“I’ll come clean to the world,” He said like it wasn’t a huge deal. He looked genuine, “I am in love with you, and I know that I have a strange… way of showing it. But it’s true, I’m not lying… And I know this isn’t going to be our last fight… but we’ll always make it up somehow” He smiled like a little kid. 

You could feel your tears prickling at the edge of your eyes, you gasped, “I love you too Ben… And I’ll support you, no matter what. I’ll always have your back. If you still wanna keep this relationship under the covers, I’m not going to complain.”

He just smiled, and used his free hand to push away your hair that was hiding your face, he lowered his head to reach your eye height. Then, you both leaned in, you both gave into the passionate kiss.

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