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‘Afternoon Activities’ Ben Hardy x Reader Smut

“You are magnificent!” Ben shook his head at the view in front of him.

“Maybe I am…” a smirk appeared on your lips.

“Here. Try this one.” You stuffed a scone in his mouth.

“Even an ol’ scone is more delicious, when it’s comin from your hands, love.” Ben gulped a sip of tea.

“What about the tea pot?” you patted yourself on the shoulder.

“Unbelivable.” Ben placed a kiss on your forehead.

“Quite the secluded place, innit?”you looked around.

“Just you and me…” Ben whispered.

“And the deer in the park.” You giggled.

“I doubt they will mind.” Ben pulled you in his arms, wrapping them around your chest.

“This is so nice and peaceful.” You smiled leaning your head back to rest on his shoulder.

“Doing my head in.” Ben chuckled, before brushing his lips over the side of your neck. You instantly smiled from the know electricity that traveled between the two of you.

“Your skin is so soft.” Ben mumbled, pepping kisses all the way up your neck to your jaw.

“Kiss me.” You tilted your head to meet his.

“Am I not doing so?” Ben bit his lip.

“On the lips, lover boy.” You reached for his chin and pulled him in.

Your lips pressed together softly. Ben started placing small licks and kisses at the corners of your mouth and all over, gently biting your upper lip.

You closed your eyes, savouring the touch of him.

“I can enjoy you all day.” Ben muttered, before pulling you on top of him and laying flat on his back.

You took the moment to find his sweet spot under his jaw, where you licked and sucked gently on his skin, feeling him trembsle from underneath your lips. His breathing got heavier and hand roamier. He kept sliding his hands up and down your body over the thin fabric of your dress.

“On the second thought.” You abruptly pulled away, leaving him hanging for more of your lips.

“The deer are quite dangerous around these parts of the park.” You narrowed your eyebrows and looked around.

“And yet, you are grinding on me, baby.” His hands rested on your sides.

“What are you sayin?” you bit your lip, feeling hotter in the minute.

He swiftly flipped your bodies over and was on top of you quickly. Spreading your legs with his knee, he was hover over your body.

“I cannot believe you.” You giggled, before wrapping your arms around his neck, and kissing him deeply with lust and desire.

“Needy, are we?” Ben pushed his knee further up, until he reached your knickers, making you moan at the sudden pressure exactly where you were needing it.

“The bulge in your trousers says otherwise.” Your hand slid between your bodies to grab his jeans.

“Ha...” he shook his head to hide his blushing cheeks.

“Hey” you lifted his chin up.

“I want you.” You licked your lips, waiting for his response.

“S’what I’ve been waitin to hear, love.” His lips crashed with yours, while one of his hands bared your knee, bringing it up to have more access to your bum.

“I’m really enjoying you right now.” You confessed when his other hand lifted your dress up and pressed two fingers against your knickers.

“I can feel how wet you already are.” He ginned widely with darkened eyes.

His fingers started moving up and down, pressing all the right spot for a while, before moving your knickers to the side and pushing them in.

“Ahh.” You moaned at the feeling of his warm fingers massaging the inside of your walls, pressing right on the sweet spot.

“I know every part of you, my love. And for a fact, I know it makes you curl your toes, when I do this.” He curled his fingers, almost making you jump.

“Fuck! Ben!” you exhaled.

“You like it when I do this?” his face was smug, knowing exactly much you’re liking his movements.

“Y-yes!” you were getting closer, and out of breath.

“God, you’re so gorgeous when you are this close to the edge.” He cooed over you, before kissing you passionately. You were nothing but surrendering to the please oh his hands.

“Ben. Ben!” you moaned, digging your nails into the skin of his neck.

“I’ve got you, love. Come for me.” He encouraged you with his deep voice, resonating in your brain.

“Fuck!” you threw your head back, holding onto his hand, with your fingers intertwined for more support.

“Gorgeous. You’re so beautiful, my darling.” Ben smiled widely, at the sight of your orgasm. You trembled and started uncontrollably shaking underneath him. He kissed your lips to help you calm down and held you close to his chest.

“God, you’re amazing.” You finally recovered enough to speak, still panting. “Love you so much, babe.” He snuggled you closed to his heart.

“I think, we still have a bit of a situation to handle here, Benny…” you bit your lip, stroking the bulge in his trousers.

“We have a lot of time until sunset, baby.” He smirked down on you.

A Good Day (Ben Hardy x Reader)

this is my submission for the big tropey writing challenge hosted by @supersonicfreddie ! i’d love some feedback for this!

2.7k words of fluffy post-borhap ben x reader with a nice helping of joey :)

also, i have absolutely no idea how to make tea, so forgive me for any discrepancies about tea that i might have written about lol

Joe was a good friend. Scratch that, Joe Mazzello was an amazing friend. The best friend you could ask for. He knew it. But sometimes, he truly wished he could just lock his two brickheads of best friends in a room and have them make out till they realized they were stupidly in love with each other.

He had to face the heat from both sides. Ben would go on and on and on about how beautiful Y/N’s hair looked, how lovely she looked in that skirt, how she was so kind and sweet and fucking amazing.

And so would Y/N. Ben’s blond hair, his beautiful lips, his smooth voice, and his stupid abs.

Truly, Joe Mazzello was a trooper. He had kept at it for two years. How he did it is a mystery to all.

My All

Ben Hardy x Reader

Realistic/ Dystopian world, but is it really?

Trigger Warning, Angst, Survival

Please listen to My All by Mariah Carey

A/n: Let me know how are you feeling? Sending much love.

773 words:

“I have a good feeling about this…” Ben lit a cigarette.

“What?” I snuggled my hand in his while walking on the street.

“The lockdown, you see. They are doing it just for their own purpose. They don’t care about the people.” Ben sounded bitter.

“It’s for our own good. It’s called social distancing. Less interaction. Less virus. Easy.” I nodded my head with a smile.

“You’re adorable.” He squeezed my hand with his.

“It’s the truth.” I furrowed your eyebrows sensing irony in the air.

“They never cared about the people, they are doing it so they can earn more money than ever before. They want the whole world in their hands, and to play us like puppets.”

“Ouch, Ben!” I squeaked, pulling off my hand off his.

“Fuck. Sorry, my love.”

“Watch it, the bloody heavens.” I laughed rubbing my wrist.

“Let’s just get some veg and pasta be done with it.” Ben pulled me close before putting down the last of his smoke and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

Entering the small local grocery shop, I waved to the elder at the counter.

“Hello Mr. Peter, how are you today?” I greeted the old man.

“Always better when you walk in my child.” He smiled big.

“Such a sweet ol man.” I whispered to Ben while counting a few tomatoes.

“And very clean too.” He remarked.

Before I knew it, in a matter of seconds in fact, something happened in that moment in that little shop. Armed policemen barged in and grabbed me and Ben. I screamed, screamed to them to let go of me. Ben tried to fight them, but there were too many of them. I was helpless my body was weak, they ripped us apart and the last I could touch of my boyfriend was our fingers torn different direction. The last sight I saw of him was a blurry vision through tears of my boyfriend trying to fight armed police, screaming my name from the top of his lungs.

I don’t know what happened next, must have been passed out. How long has it been?

I jumped off the bed and looked around. I was in some sort of facility. At that moment I wanted to scream, because I was scared and I had no idea what was going on. But no sound came out of my mouth, all I could do was collapse on the floor and break down in salty burning tears.

“Ben. BEN?BEN!” I tried to speak again, running to every corner of the room.

And then I saw him. He was on the other side of a glass in a room like the one I was is

“BEN!” I cried louder this time banging my fist.

“BEN!” I cried louder when I saw him standing in front of me on the other side.

“Baby.” He cried out, punching the mirror with his fist.

“What’s going on?” I barely spoke.

“Bloody hell, you’re awake…” his hand traced the sight of my face as if he’d stroke my cheek.

“Where are we?” I was a hot mess.

“We’ve been here for days. It’s a hospital.” Ben looked me straight in the eyes.

“We shouldn’t be here. We’re not prisoners!” I gritted my teeth and whined.

“Somebody has reported…”

“No.. no..” I cried louder.

“We’ve been tested positive. Both of us.” Ben squeezed his eyes shut, as he couldn’t bare to look while saying those words.

“No. No. We’re not! We don’t have symptoms, the fuck’s sake!” I had regained the power in my voice.

“There’s no way out.” Ben shook his head.

“Here” he put his palm on the glass.

“Do the same”

I nodded and placed my hand to his. Instead of feeling the warmth of his skin all I felt was the cold glass.

“No matter what happens, remember that I love you.” Ben was all red and in bloody tears.

“I love you too. You’re my all.” I rested my head against the glass.

“I'd give my all to have just one more night with you…” Ben sighed.

“I need your body next to mine…” I closed my eyes.

I’m on my period, been suffering a lot, Always had terrible cramps, can hardly walk,horrible cravings (especially when Im in a diet, like now), my breasts become super sensible and I’m constantly crying and in pain. Not to mention It usually takes a whole week and I have to change at least 5 times in a day during the first 3 days because of how strong my flow is. So I wanted to know if you could write something where the reader lives in the same hell in earth I do and Ben just comforting her

oh, sweetie, that sounds really horrible! i hope you feel better asap!!

you always had to work from home when you were on your period. thankfully, the place where you worked were lenient about that and let you take as many work-from-home days as you liked, as long as you got the work done.

it was still very difficult to work. it hurt to move, it hurt to walk; it was miserable.

you were sipping on some hot tea, trying to get some work done through the pain when you get a phone call.

(thankfully the phone was right next to you, because you were prepared to ignore the call if your phone was more than two steps away from you)

it was your boyfriend ben, whom you’d been dating for a few of months.

he’d always been away at work when you had your period, though, so it never came to him giving you a call - or even meeting - when you were on your period.

but you answer the phone after taking a few deep breaths, trying not to let it show that you aren’t doing well, “hey, ben.”

“hi, sweetie,” he says happily, “you’re working from home today, aren’t you?” he continues when you hum affirmatively, “i was thinking i could come over for lunch.”

you let out a sharp breath through your mouth, not wanting ben to see you in this state.

“are you okay?” he asks, clearly concerned.

“yeah, i’ve just got a lot of work,” you try to laugh, managing to sit up straight, eyes screwed shut.

“well, pretend i’m not there! just work. i’d be happy to watch you.” you could tell he sounds really excited at the prospect of seeing you.

you give in, but not before telling ben. “i’m just…” ben encourages you to go on. “i’m not doing too good.” you feel tears in your eyes, the pain unbearable. “i’m on my period, and i have to get work done, and my place is a mess and i -”

“oh, hon,” ben says softly, cutting you off effectively. you hear shuffling on his side of the call. “don’t worry at all, i’ll be there as soon as i can. and uh-uh, i don’t want to hear any arguing. i am coming.” ben says, “do you need anything?”

you sigh, pressing two fingers to the bridge of your nose. “would it be too much to ask you to get tampons?”

“not at all,” ben says, and you know he was smiling when he said it. you end the call soon, telling him that you did actually have to do all those things.

ben shows up soon enough, letting himself in with the key you’d given him a few weeks ago.

you see him walking into your living room, arms absolutely laden with things. he smiles wide when he sees you, walking over to the couch and dropping all the stuff down on it.

what you don’t see is four tiny paws, scuttling around your living room. when you see frankie’s fluffy face run towards you, you break into a smile, extremely happy to see ben’s dog.

ben laughs at the two of you. “frankie always manages to make anyone’s day better. she’s special like that.”

he joins you on the floor, pulling you into a hug after giving you a longing kiss. “are you feeling any better?”

“no,” you say, shaking your head. frankie drops her head in your lap, settling down.

ben cocks his head adoringly, pulling away. “well, lucky for you, i’m here now!” he grins wide, and just looking at him in this happy state was making you feel slightly better.

ben made you some hot chocolate, topping it up with an ungodly amount of marshmallows. he put some of the whipped cream onto your nose, making you giggle.

he cleans your place for you, some soft tunes playing from his phone. he came to replace the water in the hot water bag he’d gotten for you from his house.

frankie sleeps next to you the entire time you’re busy with work, finding purchase at your side.

he also makes lunch, your favourite sticky rice with curry, complete with a glass of red wine.

“i’d feed it to you since you have to much work to do, but i sincerely think you need a break, sweetheart.”

“you could feed it to me anyway.”

ben talks to you all through lunch, getting your mind off the pain.

he stays with you all through the day, finally having to make dinner too.

at the end of the day, he cuddles with you on the couch, ice cream tubs in hand.

“thank you for today, ben. you really made it better.”

“anything for you, my love.”

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