₊˚⊹ ݁༉♡ tunnel of love
soldier boy (ben) x fem!reader | the boys
summary: you and ben celebrate valentine’s day in the bedroom, disturbing the neighbours downstairs
cw: 18+ smut.ᐟ unprotected p in v [wrap it up you silly bugger].ᐟ soft romantic sex that soldier boy manages to turn a bit rough.ᐟ creampie.ᐟ teasing.ᐟ praises.ᐟ breast/nipple play.ᐟ breeding kink.ᐟ pinch of body worship.ᐟ dirty talk [this is soldier boy what do you expect].ᐟ marking & love bites.ᐟ ben using so much pet names i lost count.ᐟ
word count: 3.2k
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the room was dully lit with what seemed to be a hundred candles, from pillars and tealights to even taper candles. all white or cream shades, the soft flames illuminating the dark bedroom.
red rose petals were sprinkled all around the room including the bed, making the bedroom smell fresh and flowery.
the soft and sensual yet sexy background music obviously had to be from a random playlist ben picked on spotify, it’s not the usual music he would listen to. poor old man still hasn’t gotten quite the hang of the whole ‘technology thing’.
you were positively surprised by ben’s romantic gesture, he usually wasn’t the lovey-dovey type, but you certainly weren’t going to complain.
you let out a soft giggle, biting your lip and wrapping your arms around his neck, tiptoeing up to give him a soft kiss on the lips.
his own hands snaked from your waist down to squeeze your ass, making you let out a little surprised gasp.
ben smiled mischievously, lifting you off your feet and carrying you over to the bed, holding you up by your ass before gently throwing you down, some of the rose petals flying up into the air and landing on your sprawled out hair, only complimenting your overall beauty.
“you’re so fuckin’ beautiful baby.” ben crawled onto the bed, hovering above you, positioning himself in between your legs. his emerald green eyes darkening with hunger and need.
you were all his, and he would be a fool not to show you how much that meant to him.
the way you looked up at him, like he hung the moon and stars, melted his stone cold heart. your fingers already wondering off under his t-shirt, feeling out the very well known by you happy trail that lead to the real treasure between his legs. that man was hung, if you catch my drift.
ben liked it when you touched him like that, like you worshipped him, but not because he was america’s son, or because he was soldier boy, but simply because you loved him. you loved ben.
he always felt safe enough around you to be vulnerable, even in the slightest. it was always a plus in your books.
ben’s lips trailed down from your jawline, down to your neck and cleavage. peppering you with kisses and little nibbles. his beard leaving little scratches against your soft skin but that only matched the soft love bites anyways.
his hands roamed around your body, slow and hungry, like he was memorising every inch of your body. his fingers found their way to the hem of your short red dress, pushing the material up enough to reveal your crimson lace panties.
his strong yet not overpowering cologne a contrast to the rosy smell of the room. the warmth of his body heating up the spicy and earthy scent, making your mouth water.
your breath hitched as he suddenly bit your neck, grinding his hard-on against you. your panties barely kept any barrier between your pussy and his pants.
“hmm ben..” you mummed, your hands sneaking their way up his t-shirt, fingertips gently digging into the flesh of his muscular back. you couldn’t help but let out soft whimpers and moans, the way he grinds up against you making you soak your panties with your own arousal, the way he showered you with love bites and licks – it made you melt underneath this man. your man.
ben didn’t miss a single whimper of yours, he felt your hips grinding up in rhythm with his. “sweet thing is purring like a lil kitten, huh?” he chuckled under his breath.
“you want more darlin?” he whispered against your neck, sending a shiver down your spine.
“p-please..” was all that you managed to breath out, your hips trying to find that perfect spot to grind up your clit against.
ben let out a low, gravelly chuckle, feeling you getting impatient and needy. “alright baby..”
he pulled away from you, looking down at what’s his, with a smirk.
he hooked his thumbs under the waistband of your lace panties, his calloused hands gently tugging your underwear off, his fingertips brushing against the soft skin of your hips.
his touch oddly delicate and soft for a tough macho guy like himself.
your breath hitched, eyes following his every movement.
he slid your panties down your thighs with a calculated pace, briefly lifting the lace up to his nose and taking a whiff of your arousal before throwing them to the floor somewhere.
he then proceeded to discard his t-shirt off and onto the floor, revealing his toned chest. his hands found their way to his belt without breaking eye contact with you, a soft yet cocky smirk decorating his handsome features, the soft flames of the candles making him look heavenly – but you knew this man was the complete opposite of an angel.
the sound of his belt unbuckling genuinely made your breath shake with anticipation, you needed him inside you soon or you’d start to beg. not like he would mind though.
ben pushed himself up from the bed, standing at the foot of it, his muscular and broad body casting a giant shadow that hovered over you.
he slid his pants and boxers down, freeing his already very hard cock and kicking them off to the side.
your mouth watered at the sight of his delicious erection, your thighs mindlessly rubbing together in an attempt to satisfy the ache between your legs.
ben noticed the little lip bite you were doing whilst shamelessly eyeing his cock, and he couldn’t hide the smug smirk that was forming on his face, not like he’d care to do so.
you were all his – so he was going to take his sweet time with you, remind you what kind of lover he was to you.
ben crawled back onto the bed, humming with a dangerous look in his eyes, his hands grabbing the soft flesh of the back of your thighs.
“spread those legs for me pretty girl, lemme see ‘er” his voice like gravel, filled with pure lust but also something much softer, love.
without much thought, you did just that – opening your legs wide, letting his big calloused hands guide you into the position of his choice.
he moved himself closer, resting his stiff cock against your abdomen. he was big, and thick. but he’s got your holes used to his size by now.
“look at ‘er, fuckin dripping wet.” he chuckled in his deep raspy voice as he rubbed his cock against your slick slit, lubing himself up with your arousal. “bet she’s ready for some fillin hm?”
“ain’t that right darlin?” he tapped his cock against your clit, making you gasp softly, wanting more.
you bit your bottom lip shyly, nodding.
your eyes dilated at how turned on you already were, ben had that effect on you.
your nipples noticeably erect through the thin material of your dress, just asking to be played with, so ben hooked his fingers at the straps of your dress and slid them down your shoulders, proceeding to tug the cleavage part downwards, exposing your perfect pair of tits.
“hm much better.” he hummed with a wicked smile, the dress now pooling around your waist, leaving nothing to the imagination. the top part lowered and the hem pushed up, giving him the perfect view of both your bare tits and pussy.
his hands moved back to your thighs, one hand gripping your soft flesh, enjoying the softness underneath his fingertips.
and the other hand slid between your legs, fingers gently spreading your slick lips apart so he could assess your pink pussy hole that he adored being inside so much.
“this ‘tunnel of love’ looks like it needs some urgent attention.” he inspected it with the tip of his middle finger, feeling out just how wet you were, but not pushing quite in, simply teasing your entrance.
he was very much taunting you – checking how much of his teasing you could take before you snapped.
luckily for him, you were getting real impatient.
“b-ben..” you whined his name out softly, staring up at him with your pretty puppy eyes. you couldn’t help but squirm underneath his touch.
this man wasn’t often sensual and delicate in bed with you, that’s just how he was. but when he was, it would awaken something very interesting inside you.
perhaps it was the little girl that didn’t get enough attention from her daddy now seeking what she never got? the little girl that simply wants to be seen, heard and loved unconditionally?
ben could tell by moments like these, and he’d make damn sure to satisfy his little girl’s craving, the best way he could.
“yes sweetness?” he asked with a devilish smirk, continuing to tease your entrance with his finger, only making you wetter.
“d-don’t tease..” you pouted, your hips unable to resist from squirming, trying to make him slip a whole finger or two.
“ah ah ah! you greedy lil thing.” he tutted, pulling his hand away completely, leaving you whining under your breath.
he was enjoying this way too much, ben’s eyes roamed over your body with hunger. his hands tracing every inch of your body with awe and pure worship.
ben might never admit how in love he is with you but his actions, his tender touch, the way his eyes soften when looking at you – was enough to show you that he does.
he leaned downwards, his lips and tongue working at the soft skin of your neck, pace slow and steady, taking his time with licking, kissing and marking his way down to your breasts.
his thumbs brushed against your hardened peaks before slipping one of them in his mouth, he circled your nipple with his tongue, gently tugging it with his teeth before pulling away, his saliva leaving it wet and shiny.
he looked up into your eyes with a small smirk, feeling your breathing getting heavier with every stroke of his thumb against your sensitive tits.
he lowered himself back to your other breast, giving it equal attention, dragging the tip of his tongue around the bud, making you squirm underneath him.
your fingers found their way into his dirty blond locks, gently tugging at them as you tilted your head back. “hm~ ben..” whimpers and soft moans slipping past your glossy parted lips.
you could feel him smirking against your skin, his beard leaving small red marks. he knew he couldn’t keep teasing you like that for much longer, he was getting impatient himself.
ben pulled away, sitting up. his fingertips traced down with body, lower and lower, until they reached your needy, pulsing sex.
“think i’ve prepared you more than enough, hm darlin?” he grinned, grabbing his throbbing cock, leaking precum impatiently, and positioning the tip at your dripping wet entrance.
you nodded, your breath shuddering with anticipation, waiting for him to finally slide inside you.
your reaction – those needy puppy eyes staring up at him making him let out a mean low chuckle, rubbing his tip between your slit.
“want me to fill that pretty lil tunnel of love of yours?” he punctuated his words by tapping his cock against your clit. again, knowing that’ll break you.
“f-fuck. yes- ben please..” you begged breathlessly, you really couldn’t take it anymore. your pussy was aching for his cock.
“god.. j-just stick it in already.” you whined with a pout, needy tears forming in your eyes.
and that was his weak point – his cold heart couldn’t help but flutter at your adorable yet pathetic begging.
“alright sweetheart alright, you’ve been so good and patient with me haven’t you? my sweet thing.” he cooed, his praise sounding more mean than anything else. but again, that’s just him.
“earned yourself some good dicking-down.” he pushed your legs back against your chest and spread them apart. one hand resting on your inner thigh, holding it in place, and his other one positioning his cock at your hole again but this time – actually pushing inside, slowly stretching you out.
you moaned out a cry of relief, finally feeling his inches filling you up. you automatically grabbed a hold of his forearm and wrist, for any type of stability.
his big thick cock going in deeper and deeper with each slow thrust, even if it wasn’t your first time with him he still made sure not to hurt you, especially that your walls were hugging him tightly in a very welcoming embrace.
“relax doll, can’t go any deeper when you’re squeezin me like that.” ben coaxed, waiting for you to relax your pussy muscles a bit so he can slide more in, but when you were having trouble doing so, probably due to anticipation and excitement, he reached down between your legs and teasingly brushed your sensitive clit with the pad of his thumb.
and just like that – the trick worked, helping you ease up, letting him slide the rest of his cock in and bottoming out.
you felt so full, but it was so good.
“that’s m’girl.” ben chuckled lowly before leaning down and giving you a kiss on the forehead. “doing so well f’me.”
before you could even code it, ben hips started rolling, sliding his thickness in and out at a steady pace, making sure to stretch you out nicely.
you couldn’t help but let out a little shaky moan, your arousal coating his cock and acting as natural lube.
the candle flames danced, illuminating both of you with a soft sensual glow, the rose petals beneath you long forgotten.
moans, gasps and heavy breathing filled the room, accompanying the wet skin-on-skin sounds – apart from the music in the background.
ben couldn’t keep his eyes off you, the way your face contorted in pure bliss, the way your plump luscious lips parted as those erotic sounds escaped you – he was an addict, and you were his drug.
he pressed his body up against yours, his thrusts becoming deeper. he was trying to drag out every drop of pleasure out of you, just as much as from himself.
his mouth latched onto your already marked up neck, teeth delicately nipping at your skin – or at least he tried to.
you dug your nails into his muscular back, leaving red scratches, a marking of your own. at least for a couple seconds considering he heals too quickly for you to tell how well you’ve done.
your eyes rolled to the back of your skull as you cried out his name and things like ‘feels so good’ and ‘f-fuck.. keep going’
your legs wrapping round his waist as if trying to pull him in deeper, like that’s even possible considering he’s balls deep inside you, making you feel every single vein on his cock rubbing against your walls.
his mouth trailed up to your jaw, leaving soft open mouthed kisses and then pulled you in for a heated, passionate make out.
he swallowed your moans and whimpers, his tongue working it’s way into your mouth, licking and biting at your bottom lip.
he tasted like cigarettes and sin, and smelt even better. the distinct woodsy notes of his cologne along his neck warmed up with his body heat, blessing your senses.
you wrapped your arms round his neck, fingers going into his hair and tugging on it, making him groan against your lips before pulling away slightly, his forehead resting against yours as his thrusts got rougher and deeper, hitting that sweet spot of yours.
the whole bed was making squeaking sounds as if it was away to break, you wouldn’t be surprised really.
ben straightened out and reached for the headboard of the bed, gripping it tightly, before fucking your brains out right there on your rose petal covered bed. the head of his cock continuously pounding at your cervix.
you rested your hands on his traps, the muscles on his shoulders tensing under your fingertips every time he drove his hips into yours.
you cried out in pleasure, feeling your orgasm building – quickly – in the pit of your belly.
his pubic bone grazing your poor sensitive clit with each powerful thrust, his wiry pubes leaving a slight carpet burn against your soft skin, but in an odd way, it felt good.
ben figured that you were getting closer from how tightly your pussy was clamping down onto him, which gave him the opportunity to snake his hand between your bodies and diddle with your skittle, giving you that extra push you needed to find yourself over the edge.
in a matter of seconds, you were left a shaking mess. throwing your head back against the pillows, your back arching off the bed, crying out moans that the neighbours definitely heard.
your body went numb then felt every single nerve ending, ben had that magic touch when it came to you. he gave you the best orgasms ever.
“m’close myself.” he growled trying to chase his own climax now, his hips working at a merciless strength and speed.
“cum inside me, please baby.. please..” you begged between pants, clawing at his chest.
“want me to stuff you full with my load huh?” he chuckled breathlessly. your pussy made a mess already, so there would be no difference if he added a bit from himself. plus ben loved giving you creampies, especially when he got to watch them drip out of your holes.
“well who am i to deny you of that, right angel?” he added, his thrusts getting sloppy, his cock twitching inside you as a warning before it shot out his hot load deep inside your womb.
he slowed down his pace, but didn’t stop pumping his cock inside you, wanting to gift you every single drop of his seed before pulling out and sitting back on his heels.
“never gonna get tired of this view.” he watched your pussy physical pulse, pushing out excess of his thick pearly cum, making it drip out of your used hole and onto the bed sheets, so much for fresh bedding huh?
both of you were left panting, yes even him surprisingly. your legs? trembling. eyes? you couldn’t keep them open. you were literally spent, knowing you’ll get a good nights sleep tonight after this steamy workout.
probably a neighbours complaint or two as well.
ben collapsed onto the bed beside you, the mattress dipping at his weight.
“c’mere” he snuck an arm around your waist and pulled you against him, your back against his chest, you could feel his semi hard cock poking at your ass, but you weren’t going to complain.
ben learned the basics and necessities of aftercare only whilst starting his relationship with you, so you were gonna enjoy this softer moment with him for as long as he’d allow it.
he rested his face in the crook of your neck, simply breathing in your scent, he loved it, especially after sex. call it pheromones if you’d like.
“happy valentine’s day sweetheart.” he murmured against your skin, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.
“i’ll get you cleaned up in a bit, don’t wanna get up just yet..” he added, kissing your shoulder tenderly, pulling you in even closer to him.
for a second there his macho alpha male crap becoming unnoticeable, irrelevant.
and all that’s left was a man that was deeply in love with his woman.
i know this one was much longer than my usual ones but thank you my lovely for taking ur time to check out my work, it means the world to me <3
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