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zaclothbrook · 9 months ago

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morning cardio

pairing: soldier boy x payback member!reader

word count: 2.2k

summary: you convince Ben to turn his morning cardio into something a little more fun.

warnings: 18+ MDNI, unprotected sex (it’s fiction guys!!), p in v, teasing, oral sex, very fluffy, breastplay, dryhumping, fingering, cumming inside, overstimulation if you squint, not proofread

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you weren't really a fan of training. of course, being part of a superhero team meant you had to do lots of it. yet you tried to avoid it as much as you could, it wasn’t as if you didn’t already know how to control your powers. besides, you weren’t really on payback to fight crime or whatever. you were selected mostly as eye candy, and you knew it, you didn’t mind. you did mind having to train though.

your boyfriend on the other hand? he couldn’t go a day without training. already was the most powerful supe ever but didn’t seem to get enough.

you had memorised his routine quite well: a lengthy morning run, worked a bit on his powers, his beloved strength training, followed by the occasional swimming or, god forbid, another run.

Ben tried to get you 'hooked' on it all, claiming you just didn’t like it because you ‘had to train with the other fucking pussies’ in his own words. but his efforts were to no avail.

you had important things to do... like catching up on your beauty sleep.

“g’morning doll”, the rasp of Ben’s voice lingered through the early morning air, cold hands trailing over your back. he pressed his lips onto yours at the silent response, watching you not budge even a centimetre in your sleep.

a sigh escaped his mouth as he pressed his knees onto the edge of your bed, bending down to push your hair behind your ears. he called your name softly, making you hum in response.

“Ben,” you mumbled with sleep heavy in your voice. “you better not ask–”

“come on a run with me,” he pleaded.

you forced an eye open, wincing at the immediate white light surrounding you. blinking rapidly, you honed in on Ben, who was already dressed for his venture, batting his green puppy eyes towards you.

“Ben, you know i love you very very much,” you cooed, pressing your head further into the warmth of your pillow, “but i'd rather watch swatto shaking his dick in gunpowder’s face”

an abrupt slice of cold air trickled past your bare skin and thin clothes. you yelped, covering your body, immediately missing the comforting heat of your duvet. “Ben! You motherfucker!” you scolded, much more awake now.

Ben gave you a sick grin. “say unwarranted things, get unwarranted things,” he shrugged before grabbing your ankle to drag you off the mattress.

“no, no, no, no,” you groaned, squirming in his grip. pouting your lips, you quickly reached over to grab Ben's hand. “please,” you whined.

“oh doll,” Ben started, “i just want you to join me. i promise you it'll be good. it's fun morning cardio!”

feeling Ben loosen his grip, you yanked your ankle back and got on your knees, sinking down on the soft mattress. “Ben,” you murmured, hands travelling up his arms as you leaned in.

Ben narrowed his eyes, quickly knowing you were up to something with that sweet tone of yours.

“name the better cardio. A morning run or…” you trailed off, hand travelling down his arm and past his thigh, resting dangerously close to his crotch. “... morning fun?”

Ben let out a dramatic sigh but he couldn't keep the quirk of his lips at bay. he stretched out his thick arm, grabbing you by the waist. his skin swarmed with heat as he felt your bare waist under your shirt as he fully pulled you over him. a quick nudge to your knees left you straddling him.

“more energy burnt,” you murmured, trying to persuade Ben even though you knew Ben would never need persuading. Ben’s hand reached out to push your hair behind your ears before landing on the soft pillows of your lips. “and a whole lot more pleasure.”

you stared at Ben. Taking in those gorgeous green eyes, the warmth of his skin, those god-made eyelashes, and each little freckle mixed on his face. you had both been so busy lately and it felt like you hadn't seen each other in months.

“what's on your mind, doll?” Ben whispered, thumb still trailing the shape of your lips as those very same eyes searched yours.

“nothing. i just missed you. and your stupid morning cardio,” you rolled your eyes. “is that a crime?”

“then I'm guilty as charged,” Ben confessed, not missing the softening of your eyes as he held you tighter against him. “all I've been thinking about since my last solo mission is coming back to you.”

“yeah?” you whispered, pressing a brief kiss to his cheek. “anything in particular?”

Ben took a deep breath in, your signature fragrance engulfing him. goodness, were you intoxicating. “well... there were picnics, breakfast, and the beach on the agenda. and... morning fun.”

a gasp left your mouth as Ben fell back first onto the mattress, bringing his lips to yours.

your hands fell around his neck and hair, nose gliding near his as Ben continued to ravage your mouth. he sucked on your lips with a small nibble here and there, relishing the muffled moans escaping your lips. his own hands continued to travel the path of your body he had committed to memory. he knew as he traversed your burning skin exactly where the small freckles and bumps he had come to love were.

your soft moans became more audible and pleasing to Ben’s ears as he moved his lips to your neck, leaving the sloppily yet controlled kisses down the base of your skin.

you gasped as you felt a sudden jerk underneath you, feeding into the pooling wetness between your thighs. your teeth sunk into your bottom lip, your hips automatically responded by grinding down onto Ben’s bulge.

“shit,” Ben cursed, feeling his cock throb in his shorts. his eyes fluttered shut, hands returning to your hips to continue the stimulating pleasure.

both of your skins were covered in a thin sheen of sweat as you felt Ben’s clothed cock rut into your poorly covered pussy. you rocked your hips harder into him, feeling a slight jolt against your clit. “oh, fuck, Ben,” you moaned his name in his ear.

god, what were you two? sex-crazed teenagers? dry humping on each other like rabbits in heat.

“gorgeous,” Ben panted, eyebrows strained with the urge to cum yet give you all the pleasure he could. “i need... i need…” he breathed, “i need to be in you, fuck.” his entire body shuddered with a sharp arousal while his cock could feel your thin underwear becoming useless and drenched. it was as thin as his patience was wearing.

you made a poor attempt to nod, releasing a hand from his neck. you briefly lifted your hips, pushing your panties to the side. in doing so, your breath hitches as you feel your sensitive folds glide past your fingers.

“oh, fuck,” Ben blubbered, losing himself in seeing your bare pussy and your reaction. “fuck yourself on those pretty little fingers for me, gorgeous. i need you ready for me,” he encouraged breathlessly, attempting to shove off his shorts with one hand.

Ben watched in torture as you pushed your fingers into your warm walls, body jerking forward at the sheer pleasure. “that's it, doll,” he continued to praise you, “doing so well for me, hmm?” he asked, moving one hand down your hips, skimming past your burning thigh before reaching the small bundle of nerves situated near your hand.

“a little faster,” Ben said, “you're already so fucking wet. pump those fingers... let me see how much you missed me.”

you were already moaning in a haze at the praises leaving his lips, pushing your fingers in faster, unable to see how your engorged folds took them in as your eyes focused on the ceiling. but the moment you felt the pad of Ben’s thumb on your clit, you had given up every ounce of respect you had for yourself.

“oh, shit, oh shit,” you cursed, hips bucking up at his action. your eyes shut tightly. the white light of ecstasy felt close. your hand sped up faster, your hips went against your fingers and his thumb with a more brutal force, feeling his aching cock bounce under you... you were going to cum. and hard.

and just like that, it was gone.

you snapped your eyes open, falling to your pussy to see Ben’s hand retreating. “fuck baby, don’t tease me” you cursed without looking at his face.

“i need you to cum on my cock darling” he flashed you a cheeky grin. “i’m sure you understand,”

you moved your eyes towards him, savouring the hiss falling from his lips as you took his cock out of his underwear. you gave a small smile, guiding his cock to your puffy folds. you both released hitched moans when you rubbed your pussy against him.

you watched as Ben purposely lifted his hips, pushing the tip of his cock against your clit, making your body convulse for a brief second. you pressed your lips together, pushing his cock slowly into your pussy. he was always so big. thick and pulsing in your hands, stretching your pussy out no matter how many times you made love as if it were the first time.

Ben groaned, both hands firmly placed on your hips, head falling back onto the bed headboard. it had been so long. he missed your touch everyday. but the feeling of his cock in your pussy... he thought about it every second of every day.

you pushed your hips down flat, ensuring Ben bottomed out. you groaned at the full feeling of his cock in you, eyeing the small bulge in your stomach. “fuck, you fill me up so well, baby,” you praised.

Ben groaned in response. “ride me doll. you know i like it when you ride me.”

you moaned at his words, taking off the singlet you had slept in. the self control Ben had for your breasts was little. especially, when they bounced in front of him like they were right now. his hands almost immediately shot out, groping the soft mounds with all his might.

immersed in your tits, his body trembled when you raised your hips and slammed down on his cock, repeating the movement again. “ah, shit,” Ben cussed, drunk on your pussy.

you ground your hips forward as you rode his cock, stimulating the pure pleasure of grinding on one another. out of the corner of your eyes, you could see Ben’s hand reach towards your clit. your eyes shut, bracing yourself for what's about to come.

Ben intently watched you, rubbing your clit in soft circles. he could see you slowly fall apart, the fast rhythm of your hips slowing down and becoming sporadic. Your body was shaking with pleasure, your hands reaching towards his thick biceps.

he continued your work for you, lifting your hips with his one hand on your waist. he grunted, feeling you clench around his cock. “cum... cum for me,” he beckoned, increasing the speed of his cock and the pressure of his thumb on your clit.

he smiled at the complete lost look that had fallen on your face. your body jerked and convulsed over him, your brain unable to control it any longer. your climax hit you hard as he denied your previous one not too long ago. your whine was high pitched and dazed. you were completely lost in pleasure.

your pleasure only fuelled his own. your walls were holding his cock like a vice, clamping down on him. you could feel his throbbing cock overstimulating your sensitive pussy.

Ben groaned at the feel of his twitching cock in your walls. he panted, hips racing to chase the urge to cum. “yes, keep moaning in my ear, gorgeous," he mumbled, falling victim to your praises falling from your soft lips and the clench of your pussy.

you both groaned when you felt the hot ropes of his cum spill into your walls. his hips stuttered, faltering against yours as you took every last drop from his cock.

Ben buried his chin into your neck, riding out his last few moments of his climax. “fuck,” he mumbled, letting out a small exhale as he moved his head back and looked at you. he laughed softly at your tired look as he placed a few lingering kisses across your neck, coming to your lips last. “i love you,” he murmured against them.

you smiled gently. “forever?” you asked.

“forever,” Ben confirmed, placing a kiss on your forehead. slowly, he removed his softening cock from your pussy. you both watched his cum mixed with your spill out of you.

you looked up at Ben, eyeing the dark look on his face. you sighed. “morning fun or not, give me at least ten minutes. if not thirty.”

Ben chuckled, moving out from under you and standing in front of you. he swooped you into his arms making you yelp. “let's take a shower. i'll clean you.”

you raised a brow, hands hung around his neck. “just cleaning? that doesn't sound like you,” you retorted with a grin.

Ben smirked, walking you to the bathroom. “you're right. i'll clean you, fuck you, and clean you again.”

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