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It started with a quiet moment, just you and your thoughts. Valentine's Day was coming up, and it hit you that this would be your first one together with the gruff Supe. Ben wasn’t exactly the flowers-and-candles type, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t appreciate something... intimate. Something that would leave him speechless, even if just for a moment.The idea struck you like lightning, why not give him a lapdance? The thought made you blush instantly, but the more you considered it, the more determined you became. You wanted to do it right, though. And that meant practice and proper lessons.That’s when you reached out to Annie and Kimiko.Annie had squealed with excitement the moment she heard the plan. “Oh my God, yes! This is perfect. He’ll lose his mind!” Ever since the day you were kidnapped, and he had done everything to get you back, her attitude towards Ben had done a 180, and she was very happy for you.
Kimiko, always the quiet one, smirked and nodded, pulling out her phone to help find lessons. They promised to keep it a secret, and the plan was set in motion.***Over the next few days, the changes were subtle, but not subtle enough to escape Ben’s sharp eye. You started disappearing for a couple of hours at a time, brushing it off with vague excuses.“Just... stuff,”
you would say with a dismissive wave when Ben asked where you had been.
“Stuff?”
he echoed, raising a suspicious brow. Ben wasn’t the type to let things go easily, but for now, he played along.It wasn’t just your behavior. Annie and Kimiko started acting weird too. Whenever he entered a room, they’d suddenly go quiet or exchange glances. Kimiko, who barely showed emotion, avoided his gaze altogether, and Annie? Well, her forced smile and overly cheerful tone were dead giveaways.Ben’s patience started to wear thin.
Something’s up,
he thought, and whatever it was, they were hiding it from him. He didn’t like that. Not one bit. The final straw came when he caught a glimpse of you on the phone, whispering quickly before hanging up the second you saw him. His eyes narrowed.
Oh, hell no.“Alright, what the fuck is going on?”
Ben demanded one night, cornering you in the bedroom. His deep voice was rough with suspicion.“Nothing, babe,”
you replied innocently, leaning up to kiss him, hoping to distract him. It almost worked. Almost. But Ben wasn’t that easy to fool. He grabbed your hair and pulled your head back. He squinted his eyes and you swallowed thickly. He gave you no time to say something and threw you on the bed before looming over you."Sure there ain't something you wanna share, princess?" Your heart hammered in your chest and you didn't dare to look him in his eyes. You swallowed and shook your head. "It's nothing, Ben, really."
"Look at me!"The order was clear and you raised your eyes to meet his. His green eyes locked onto yours, unrelenting, searching for any crack in your resolve. You bit your lower lip nervously, trying to keep your secret safe. But Ben wasn’t someone you could lie to easily.
“I swear, Ben, it’s nothing bad,” you whispered softly, hoping to ease his suspicion. Your voice trembled, and his jaw clenched, the muscle in his cheek ticking as he considered your words.“You better hope so,” he muttered, voice low and dangerous. “’Cause if it is, princess, I’ll find out. And you know I don’t like secrets.”He leaned in, his lips brushing yours in a slow, deliberate kiss that left you breathless. He nudged your legs open and entered you in one hard thrust, that made you gasp. You arched your lower back and Ben started pounding at a punishing pace. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he fucked you deeper. When you both climaxed, he withdrew and rolled on his side, not saying anything more. You felt bad but didn't have the nerve to say anything and you fell into a restless sleep.
Ben couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Days passed, and the secrecy only grew thicker. Every time he tried to follow a trail, it led to a dead end. Annie and Kimiko were frustratingly good at dodging his questions.Annie played the innocent card flawlessly.
“What? Me? Hiding something? Please, Ben, I can’t even lie about eating the last donut,”
she’d giggle, but he wasn’t buying it.Kimiko, on the other hand, was a steel wall. She’d just raise an eyebrow and sign something Ben couldn’t understand. When he shot her a glare, she smirked and walked away, leaving him gritting his teeth in frustration.“This is fucking ridiculous,”
Ben muttered under his breath after another failed attempt to get information.Then there was Butcher. If anyone would crack under pressure, it’d be him. At least, that’s what Ben thought. But to his surprise, and annoyance, Butcher was suddenly around more often, dragging Ben along on unnecessary errands.“Oi, Soldier Boy! Help me with this bloody mess,”
Butcher barked, tossing a file at him.
“I don’t have time for your bullshit right now,”
Ben growled, tossing the file back.
“What? Got somethin’ more important than babysittin’ my sorry arse? Poor lad, bet yer losin’ sleep over it,”
Butcher teased, grinning like the devil himself.Ben’s eyes narrowed.
“You know something.”
“Maybe I do,”
Butcher replied, leaning back in his chair, arms crossed.
“Maybe I don’t.”“Spill it,”
Ben demanded, but Butcher just chuckled darkly. “Nah, mate. You’ll find out soon enough.”That was it. Ben was losing his goddamn mind.***It was bound to happen. With all the sneaking around, the whispered phone calls, and hurried goodbyes, it was only a matter of time before Ben got too close for comfort.
That time came one afternoon when you were practicing in the spare room, headphones in, lost in the rhythm of the music as you rehearsed the slow, deliberate movements you’d learned. You were so focused that you didn’t hear the door creak open behind you. Ben stood in the doorway, brow furrowed, lips pressed into a thin line as he watched you move. His head tilted slightly, and for a moment, he was too stunned to say anything.What the fuck is she doing?
he thought, eyes glued to your every sway and step. You spun around mid-move and froze. Your heart stopped.“Ben,” you breathed, eyes wide.“The hell is this?” he asked, his voice low, suspicious, and curious all at once. Panic surged through you. If he found out now, everything would be ruined.“It’s... it’s nothing,” you stammered, scrambling to pause the music. But before he could press further, Annie burst into the room, eyes wide with alarm.“Ben! There you are! We... uh... need you. Urgently!” she blurted out, grabbing his arm. Ben frowned. “The fuck are you talking about? I’m kinda busy—”“Nope! Super urgent! Let’s go!” Annie cut him off, tugging him away before he could protest.“I swear to God, if you don’t let go of me—” Ben growled, but Annie shot you a quick wink before dragging him out of the room, leaving you breathless and grateful.That was too close.***
Valentine’s Night arrived, and Ben still hadn’t figured out what you’d been up to. He was agitated, pacing to your shared quarters, and muttering under his breath.“Whatever the hell she’s hiding, I’ll get it out of her tonight,” he grumbled. But when he opened the door, all thoughts fled his mind.The lights were dimmed, a warm red glow casting soft shadows across the room. Soft music played in the background, sultry and slow. And there you were, standing in the center, wearing the most sinful outfit he’d ever seen, black lace, sheer fabric that left little to the imagination, and heels that made his mouth go dry.Ben froze. For once in his life, he was speechless.“Happy Valentine’s Day, Soldier,” you purred, a playful smile tugging at your lips.Ben’s eyes darkened instantly, his jaw clenching as he leaned back against the doorframe, arms crossed, trying to compose himself.“This what you’ve been hiding from me, princess?” he asked, voice low and rough.You didn’t answer. Instead, you let the music guide you, swaying your hips slowly as you stepped toward him, confidence growing with every beat. Ben’s eyes followed every move, hunger and awe battling for dominance in his expression. “Fuck,” he whispered under his breath, running a hand through his hair.You reached for his hand and guided him towards the chair in the middle of the room. You tilted your head and Ben sat down. When you turned, arching your back as you slid your hands down your body, Ben growled at you. You danced before him, seducing him, teasing him. The moment you straddled his lap after the final note, fingers tangling in his hair, his control snapped.“You have no fucking idea what you just started,” he growled before pulling you into a bruising kiss. You let out a little yelp when Ben grabbed you by the waist after the sizzling kiss and carried you over his shoulder to the bedroom. He kicked the door shut with his foot and put you down on the bed. Your eyes sparkled with amusement. "Did you like..."
You couldn't finish your sentence because Ben practically dove on top of you and kissed you so hard that your teeth clashed. He didn't stop and after the kiss he pressed his head between your breasts, kissing them and massaging them with his hands. You groaned and pulled him back up for a kiss. Ben hovered over you and admired your outfit. His eyes were dark with lust and he gave you a wolfish grin that made your stomach somersault.
"Trust me, baby?" he asked. You nodded and he grinned again. "Just relax okay, I got ya'"Ben moved down and pulled your panties aside. His tongue licked your clit and you shivered with pleasure as he alternated between licking and sucking. His fingers found your entrance and your cunt clenched as he inserted two fingers into you and moved them back and forth. As always, it didn't take long for your orgasm to come and you moaned and writhed beneath him."I ain't done with you yet, princess," he purred and you felt one of his fingers find your other opening. "After all, keeping such naughty secrets from me...I need to get even..." You stiffened and Ben stopped. Panting, you looked up at him, eyes doubtful. "Color?"Swallowing, you said green, but before he could continue, you grabbed his other arm. "Ben, I...I'm not sure,""If it's too much, I'll stop, I promise."This man had seen you in all sorts of positions over the past few months and you certainly trusted him, but you were afraid of the possible pain. That fear was visible and Ben came further up and kissed you. You tasted yourself on his tongue and your eyes opened when Ben bit your lower lip.Ben brought his hand down and continued to look at you as he first pulled his index finger through your wet opening and then carefully pushed it into the other hole. You stiffened but Ben kissed you and slowly you relaxed and felt how he pushed his finger further in.Ben continued to kiss you and slowly moved his finger in and out of your tight hole and you had to admit that it felt pretty good. Ben increased the pace a bit and pushed a second finger in with you. You hissed a bit when it burned and stretched, but he distracted you by kissing and sucking your neck.His two fingers moved rhythmically inside you and you felt your muscles contract. Ben noticed it and grabbed something from the drawer next to your bed with his other hand. You looked surprised for a moment but then you felt something vibrate against your clit and your eyes widened. Ben kept staring at you and pushed your vibrator harder against you. The vibration and his fingers worked you to your climax and it wasn't long before you couldn't hold it back anymore and you came with a trembling and moaning.Watching you come undone was one of the best things Ben could think of. You were so beautiful, and you moaned so deliciously. His cock was rock hard and after your orgasm, he turned off the vibrator, threw it on the bed, and turned you over. You lay on your stomach in front of him and he pulled your hips up. He brought his cock to your opening and pushed it into you agonizingly slowly, while he explored your ass with two fingers. You moaned loudly and he used the hand that was holding your hips to give you a hard slap on your ass.You writhed and Ben increased the pace of his thrusts. Rhythmically he thrust his cock into you, his fingers in your ass and he gave you hard slaps on your ass. You couldn't take it anymore, there was an overload of feelings and your cunt contracted, which let Ben know that you were close to another orgasm.He grabbed your long hair and pulled you towards him. You were on your knees in front of him as you continued to fuck you and his hand closed around your throat. He picked up the pace as he squeezed harder and within moments you were screaming and he released you. He pushed you back onto the bed and fucked you through your orgasm until he came too.Ben’s chest still heaved as he lay beside you, one arm draped possessively over your waist. The room was filled with the quiet hum of your shared breathing, the aftermath of your heated encounter settling into a comfortable stillness.After a moment, Ben propped himself up on one elbow, his green eyes softening as they traced the contours of your face. He brushed a stray lock of hair behind your ear, his calloused fingers lingering against your cheek.“So... this is what you’ve been sneaking around for, huh?” he murmured, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. You let out a soft chuckle, still breathless. “Worth it?”Ben’s smirk deepened. “Baby, if I’d known this was the surprise, I wouldn’t have given you so much shit about it.” He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to your lips, a stark contrast to the rough passion from minutes before.“I wanted it to be perfect,” you whispered against his lips. He pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his expression surprisingly sincere. “It was more than perfect. You didn’t have to go through all that trouble but fuck... I’m glad you did.”You smiled softly, your fingers tracing absent patterns on his bare chest. “Annie and Kimiko were a big help... even Butcher, surprisingly.”Ben groaned, dropping his head back against the pillow. “Christ, they were all in on it?”“Mhm,” you hummed, biting back a grin. “Even Butcher wanted you to have something nice.” Ben huffed out a laugh, shaking his head. “That bastard’s gonna lord this over me for weeks.”You giggled, snuggling closer to him. His arm tightened around you instinctively, pulling you flush against him. For a moment, he just held you, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead.“I meant what I said,” he murmured quietly, voice low and rough with emotion. “You have no idea what you do to me.” Your heart fluttered at his rare vulnerability. “I love you too, Ben.”He didn’t say the words back, he never did. But the way he held you, the way his lips found yours again in a slow, lingering kiss, said it all.“Happy Valentine’s Day, princess,” he whispered against your lips.“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you replied softly, already drifting off in the safety of his arms.