#* ⸻ 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : ben .

[barkovsasha]

“ben? do you think we could hang out in the hideout for a while?” there’s only a few days before they all start leaving and she needs to make sure that she talks to ben before that happens. they’re all split up and trying their best to make things work as well as they can but bev doesn’t have a minute to even check on them whilst she’s worrying about her own way of dealing with it. “just the two of us,” she adds on, to be clear. / @fervour​

[lithelusts]

@fierytragedy asked: 11b bev & ben.

it’s the closest to heaven he’s ever going to get, until he dies most presumably and even then he hopes it’s filled with this. his tongue teases her tight hole, his digits pumping endlessly and desperately into her cunt, thumb brushing along her clit. the aim is to overstimulate her. make her feel like she’s in heaven, or at least pretty closed to it. “fuck--you taste so fucking good, princess.” he whines out breathless as his tongue continues, flicking against her puckered hole; sucking for good measure, needing to taste every inch of her; now and always. “does it feel good, huh? you like how daddy’s tongue and fingers feel, baby?”

[fervour]

he’s an idiot, but at least he’s self-aware enough to recognise it. making this moment of weakness up to bev was so important to him, even if he knew that she’d be understanding to a certain extent. he didn’t deserve that, was certain of it. he wanders towards her home with no hesitance whatsoever, far too eager to see his girlfriend, to know everything was going to be okay. knocking at the door; he leans back on his heels over and over again; anxiety blossoming even bigger now that he’s there. / @fierytragedy​

[lithelusts]

closed starter for @fierytragedy​

“how you feeling?” his arm rests idly against the table as he watches her intently. it was easy enough to display a semblance of professionalism when in the presence of others, but everyone knew they were together and had been for what felt like forever. his smile grows, fondness overwhelming his expression. for as long as he’d known bev, she’d inspired him, and he’d vowed never to work on anything without her by his side. plenty had sour words to say about that, but he paid them no mind. she was a talented and incredible actress, and it wasn’t just their relationship that made him adamant to make her a part of every project he worked on. “you like this one as much as the others?” her validation meant more to him than anyone elses, that was a given.

[barkovsasha]

@fervour asked: 7 for bevan x ben ( a very nsfw prompt )

once he’s naked, bevan climbs onto the bed, looking back at ben over his shoulder with a sly smile. it’s intoxicating to watch ben remove his clothes, unable to look away as he reveals more and more of his skin. bevan bites on his lower lip, cock aching between his thighs as he lays down against the bed, making sure to push his ass back enough that ben can’t focus on anything else. he flexes his muscles, grinning as he presses his cheek against the bedspread. “come on, ben. don’t waste our time. i know you want to fuck me so bad,” he groans, spreading his thighs so that ben can have a far better view of his ass and his dick from the position he’s laying in. all he wants is for ben to take exactly what he wants from him and take it hard.

[lithelusts]

closed starter for @fierytragedy​

“oh, you can take my seat, i think i’m going to leave now anyway.”