Good Old-Fashioned Loverboy | 3 | Ben Hardy
Pairing: Ben Hardy x Reader
Warnings: So much fluff you might choke, bit of touching
Word Count: 3,800 exactly
Summary: Ben is a bit distraught from his many failed attempts at a long term relationship, so when a pair of girls at pub catches both his and Joe’s eyes, this girl might be just what this good old-fashioned lover boy needs to get back on his feet
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PART 1 | PART 2
Despite the bitterly cold nip in the air, Ben and (Y/N) slowly walked down the street in the general direction of his flat. Neither of the pair were too sure why they were taking their time, perhaps they were nervous for what might happen when they finally reached the blond actor’s home. It’s not that they wouldn’t sleep with each other if the right opportunity presented itself, it was the in between time that worried them most. As they had both proven to themselves and each other so far that evening, neither of them were very good at small talk just to keep from slipping into awkward silences, void of hope and an overwhelming amount of wishing to be any other place than there in that current moment. The actor looked over to the girl next to him, her (h/c) locks flew back gently in the light breeze that danced its way down the street. Her mesmerising (e/c) irises watered very slightly from the bitterness of the chill in the air, but even still, she looked absolutely breath taking, especially when she turned slightly to look at her, a sweet smile spreading across her lips. “What?” She asked playfully as they stopped as they went down into the Oxford Street underground stop.
Ben smiled and shook his head. “Nothing...it’s just…” He let out a sigh. “You just look so beautiful.” He admitted which spawned a heavy tint of blush to cover her cheeks. “And even more so now.” He smirked gently bumping shoulders with her. Reaching his stop, Ben led (Y/N) down the streets of London to his flat nearby. He paused as he was about to place his keys in the lock. “Just a word of warning about Frankie. She can be a little...boisterous when I get home.” He chuckled.
“Love in its purest form.” (Y/N) giggled softly making the actor smile brightly at her.
As Ben put his keys in the lock, (Y/N) could immediately hear the sounds of claws scraping across the hardwood floor as little paws tried to gain enough traction to run to the door, accompanied by the excited yips and yowls from the beagle inside. Ben carefully pushed open the door so Frankie wouldn’t get out as she tried to shove herself through the crack in the doorway to greet her best friend. “Hi Frankster.” He cheered. “Alright, alright, come on back inside.” He tried to calm her as he pushed his way back into the flat, (Y/N) following close behind. As Frankie refused to calm down, Ben’s voice got a little more authoritative. “Frankie, sit.” He commanded. (Y/N) shuttered ever so slightly at the sound of him, she’d be lying if she wasn’t a bit turned on by the authority in his voice. She’d surely get on her knees right now if he asked her to like that. Frankie sat herself down as told, body wiggling with excitement as Ben crouched down to pet her. She whimpered happily as she pawed and licked at his hand. “I know, Franks, I know, but we’ve got a guest, we have to make a good impression.” Ben chuckled as he looked back at (Y/N) with a wide smile. “Come say hi, she won’t bite. Promise.”
(Y/N) slowly walked up before crouching down next to the blond actor, so as not to scare the beagle. “What did you say her name was?” (Y/N) asked as she slowly stuck her hand out allowing the Beagle to sniff at her hand.
“Frankie.” Ben smiled. Frankie, hearing her name, barked in response, startling the girl, making her pull her hand away rather quickly. Ben chuckled ever so slightly. “She can get a bit noisy, that’s just her ‘hi’ bark. It’s alright.” Ben spoke softly and calmly as he gently took her hand. Ben’s heartbeat sped up ever so slightly as a small spark ignited as their skin made contact with each other. His eyes quickly flicked up to meet (Y/N)’s sparkling (e/c) irises. He wondered if she had felt it too or if he was simply imagining things. Slowly he brought their hands back toward the beagle’s nose allowing her to sniff her hand. “Frankie, this is (Y/N), she’s our friend.” Frankie’s nose cautiously sniffed at the newcomer before she started to lick her hand, making (Y/N) laugh as she pulled her hand out of Ben’s to pet her properly. Frankie nuzzled her hand into (Y/N)’s hand before standing up walking up to her before jumping up to lick her face. Ben was initially going to scold Frankie, but the second he saw (Y/N)’s face light up with joy as she laughed at the love and affection the dog was showing her, he couldn’t feel any more joy than he did in that moment. His face lit up at the sight. The actor stood walking to the hooks on the wall before grabbing Frankie’s lead. “She must really like you; I don’t think I’ve ever seen her take to someone new so quickly like that.” He smiled as he walked back up next to her, smiling down at the sight of them. It was so innocent and pure, and somehow it made (Y/N) all the more fuckable in his mind. He most definitely wasn’t going to force her into anything that she wasn’t comfortable with, but it really made her all the more attractive to him. “I’m going to take her out really quick to do her business. While I’m gone, just make yourself at home. Living room’s right through there.” He pointed in the direction of a doorway as he pulled Frankie off of the female before hooking her up to her lead.
“Don’t be long.” She winked at the blond making him smirk before he left with the beagle.
(Y/N) took off her coat and shoes, storing them where Ben kept his things before walking into the living room. It was a nice space with navy walls, mahogany finishes on the fireplace, and wood trimmings. He had an apothecary table that matched the wood finishing’s of the room sat atop an ornate rug in front of a dark coloured leather couch. A matching armchair sat not too far away. He also had a rather large flatscreen that hung above the fireplace with a few video game consoles sat on the mantle. Off to the side behind the couch was a glass table with two chairs that he probably used as his dining table. Frankie’s bed and wicker basket of various soft toys and bones sat near the radiator under the window that had a nice view of Primrose Hill. There was a suitcase in the corner of the room she could only assume belonged to Joe along with some extra bed linens and pillows that he was probably going to use had he been spending the night here at Ben’s flat instead of her own.
What really caught her eye was the film poster that had been framed and hung on his wall in shades of violet. It was for Bohemian Rhapsody and had the four guys playing the members of Queen in profile. She had never gotten around to seeing the film, but she had really wanted to, she rather liked Queen. Each one of the guys had signed the poster except for the one who played Roger Taylor which she found a bit strange. Her eyes scanned over their faces, she recognised Gwilym Lee as Brian May from his appearances on Midsomer Murders and his latest series The Great. Then there was, of course Rami Malak who was just flat out incredible in any role he played from Ahkmenrah in Night at the Museum all the way to Safin in No Time to Die. But as her eyes scanned over to the actors who were playing Roger Taylor and John Deacon did her eyes practically pop from her skull. “Shit…” She breathed out as she walked closer to make sure her eyes weren’t playing tricks on her. It was Ben and Joe on the poster. Her eyes scanned down to the names across the bottom: Rami Malak, Gwilym Lee, Ben Hardy, Joe Mazzello. “No way…” (Y/N) breathed out as her eyes looked back up at ‘Roger Taylor’. That was Ben alright, but why hadn’t he said something earlier. Then again, the more she thought about it, the more she began to figure that somebody in his position, because she doubted highly that this was his first film role, would want to keep a level of animosity when he was able to.
(Y/N) looked up hearing the door open. Frankie scurried into the room and made a B-line directly toward (Y/N), jumping up on her legs to demand pets and scratches. (Y/N) smiled as she bent down to pet the beagle as she jumped up to kiss her face again. “Well, aren’t you just the sweetest little girl? So full of love.” She praised the dog as Ben walked into the room, with a smile on his face, now rid of his windcheater and shoes. She looked up at Ben with a wide smile. “I think your dog has claimed me as hers from the evening.” She laughed as she scratched the beagle behind the ears.
Ben laughed. “Hey, I saw her first Franks.” He said as he walked over to the kitchen as he looked at her over the counter via the open floor plan. “Can I get you something to drink? Alcohol? A tea? Water?”
“Whatchya got in the way of alcohol?”
“Wine, whiskey, vodka, a couple of beers? What’s your poison of choice?”
“Wine would be grand.”
“Red or white?”
“I mean, I prefer Rose but if those are my options then Red.” She smiled at him as Frankie tried to knock her over. “Frankie!” She laughed.
Ben laughed as he poured them both a glass of Malbec. “Easy on her Franks, we’re trying to impress our guest. Not lick her to death.” He came over setting down one of the glasses on the end table before pushing Frankie off of (Y/N) before offering her a hand up. His heart pounded against his chest as he felt that spark of connection again between the two of them. He helped her to her feet before looking down at their hands intertwined with one another. It felt so small and soft in his rough calloused hands, but at the same time, it felt so perfect sitting in his own. His celadon gaze lifted up to her lovely (e/c) irises to find them looking at their hands. He felt his breath hitch ever so slightly in his throat in anticipation. Could she have felt it too? He cleared his throat before handing her the glass. “Here you are, one glass of Malbec.” He smiled sweetly.
“Thank you.” She nodded, taking a sip as he grabbed his own glass again. When Ben joined her again taking a sip of his own glass, she pointed at the Bohemian Rhapsody poster. “Is this you and Joe?” She asked, her eyes connecting with his trying to gage if she was getting a legitimate answer from her. Ben felt all the colour drain from his face as he opened and closed his mouth a few times, unable to form a coherent sentence. She giggled softly. “I’m going to take your silence as a yes then.” She teased gently as she walked over to the couch sitting herself down.
Ben closed his eyes and let out a sigh. “I’m going to assume that you haven’t seen the film?” He asked as he walked over joining her on the couch.
(Y/N) shook her head as she held her glass between her hands. “No, I really wanted to, I just never got around to it, too busy with work. Anyway, that must’ve been cool, but I won’t bother you with questions about it.” She smiled at him.
Ben raised a brow, an inquisitive look on his features as he tilted his head to the side, a light smirk on his lips. “Really? Most people just bombard me with questions about the various projects I’ve worked on.”
She shook her head reaching out to place a hand on his knee. “I’m not most people, I’m (Y/N).” She smiled at him. Ben’s eyes flicked down to her hand before going back to her eyes, waiting for a further explanation. “Figure an actor’s life, especially one that’s in the public eye like you, might miss having that bit of animosity that the rest of us have. If you wanted me to know about it, you would’ve told me on your own. Point is, you probably don’t get many chances anymore to just be Ben. I don’t want to get to know Ben Hardy, because just Ben has been a pretty amazing guy so far.” She smiled at him. “I’d like to get to know him more.”
Ben was taken aback. It was such a breath of fresh air to meet someone who wanted to get to know Ben Jones and not Ben Hardy. It was such a rare occasion these days to meet someone who actively knew who he was and didn’t want to talk about everything else. “Wow…” He smiled. “I can’t tell you how long it’s been since I’ve had an opportunity to just be Ben Jones…”
“Jones?” She asked tilting her head in confusion, she was sure the poster had said his surname was Hardy.
“My real surname. Hardy is my stage-name.”
(Y/N) nodded. “Ben Jones...I like that.” She smiled gently rubbing his knee.
Ben smirked as he placed his hand on hers, that familiar jolt passing through his hand to hers again. Judging by the way her breath hitched in her throat, the actor was fairly certain that she was feeling exactly what he had been feeling all this time. “You know…” He said as he placed his glass down on the apothecary table. “I’m surprised that a wonderful girl like you would even look twice at a lad like me.”
“Fishing for compliments there, Jones?” She asked with a giggle. “Because you don’t need to.”
“Just having you talk to me was the best compliment I could’ve received tonight.” He smirked softly, placing a hand on her knee, gently rubbing it with his thumb. She looked down with a heavy blush resting over her features. How could this man affect her this much with a simple look and single sentence. She was completely at his mercy, bending to his every whim, crumbling to pieces beneath his gaze. And Ben was fully aware of the effect he was having upon her. He smiled, the grin reaching up to his effervescent celadon gaze, as he reached out to cup her chin, gently tilting it upward to meet his. “God...how did a bloke like me get lucky enough to meet a woman like you…”
“Maybe it was destiny….” (Y/N) whispered softly, her (e/c) irises glinting with a mixture of shyness, playfulness but more importantly, lust. The actor felt his heart pound against his chest as she said that. All night their entire interaction had just felt so natural, and more importantly it just felt right. He couldn’t have asked for this evening to have gone any better than it had been so far. There was only one way it could be made better, and he was going to take his shot. He slowly the magnetic pull as they found themselves leaning toward one another as if someone else was pulling on their heartstrings. It was finally going to happen. They were finally going to find out if the fireworks were there when their lips connected. Just as he had gotten but a lips distance away, Frankie had trotted next to them, jumping up on the couch between them before slobbering kisses all over Ben’s face. The actor closed his eyes and scrunched up his face as his chin was covered in dog kisses. (Y/N) let out heart-warming laugh as she watched the scene unfold before her. “Awe, looks like someone’s jealous.”
“Frankie…” He grumbled with a chuckle under her breath as he pushed the beagle off of himself. She simply let out a yip before turning to (Y/N) doing the same to her. (Y/N) let out a flurry of laughter as she stroked Frankie’s back.
“Well, aren’t you just the romantic?” She laughed making Ben’s heart flutter in his chest. Nothing was more attractive than a girl his dog seemed to adore. “Bet you learned that from your dad.” She teased the actor gently winking at him as Frankie settled herself down in (Y/N)’s lap. Way to be a little cock-block, Franks. The thought to himself as he shook his head with a smirk, the beagle looking back at him with innocent eyes.
“Suppose I might’ve rubbed off on her a bit, haven’t I?” He laughed as he stood walking over to the cupboard above the stove pulling out a big dog biscuit. Normally he reserved these biscuits for after baths, but desperate times call for desperate measures, and large distractions. Frankie’s tail thumped against the couch; her ears perked up in anticipation as Ben walked over with the treat in hand. “See that Franks?” He waved it in front of her face. “Go get it.” He said as he threw it through the door into his study knowing fully well, she would settle herself down beneath his desk as she slowly chomped on her treat so nobody could try and steal it from her. “That should keep her busy for a bit.”
(Y/N) smiled softly as she ran her finger over the rim of her glass. “So if she learned from you, who did you learn from?”
“Oh well you know, I learned my passion in the good old-fashioned school of lover boys.” He winked cheekily.
“Sounds posh.” She laughed with a smirk. “Any chance you might be able to give me a lesson some time?”
Ben groaned internally, she had given him the perfect opportunity and quite frankly, he just couldn’t resist any longer. “I suppose I could show you a thing or two.” He smirked as he quickly took her glass from her, setting it down on the table next to his before pulling her into a kiss. A jolt of electricity passed between them as their lips finally connected for the first time that night. Ben sighed happily as he closed his eyes, deepening the kiss, fireworks igniting in his head at feel of her soft, flush lips upon his own. It had been everything he had been hoping for and more. (Y/N) let out a sigh of euphoria as she placed a hand on the back of Ben’s neck, playing with the baby hairs there while the other rested on his shoulder. That action sent a shiver of excitement running up the actor’s spine. They pulled apart only for air, immediately resting their foreheads on each other’s as the gazed blissfully into each other’s eyes. “How was that…?” He asked quietly.
She smiled softly gently pecking his lips a few times, only adding fuel to the fire that had been burning strong for the girl ever since the drink arrived at his and Joe’s table earlier in the evening, sending the campfire into a full-on forest fire that had no hope at being extinguished. “I think I need another…more intense lesson…”
Ben smirked softly pulling the girl to sit on his lap as he deepened the kiss, running a hand through her (h/l) (h/c) locks. One of his hands sat on her hip gently rubbing small circles with his thumb while the other rested on her cheek doing the same. After a few moments, he gently nipped at her lower lip, soliciting a soft moan from (Y/N) as she slowly shifted to straddle the actor, arms wrapping around his neck. Ben groaned, his hands flying to her hips, as his tongue forced its way into her mouth, leaving no corner untouched as he deepened the kiss, each one getting more and more ravenous and desperate to than the last. Slowly he started to guide her hips to rock against his as he pulled back, his kisses moving down her jaw to her neck. He gently kissed at her neck trying to find her sweet spot. The blond smirked against her tender flesh, knowing fully well that he had found it when she let out the most gorgeous noise that had ever had the pleasure of meeting his ears as she grinded into him just the slightest bit harder. “Ben…” She moaned which made the actor groan. Her voice moaning his name made the actor all the hungrier and more desperate for her as he pulled her down even closer to his body. Ben bit down on that spot, sucking at the flesh leaving a dark love bite, giving a spot a sweet tender kiss before repeating the process on the other side. One of his hands cautiously drifted upward, underneath the hem of her shirt to gently grip at her breast through her bra. “Ben…”
“God you’re so fucking beautiful.” He groaned soliciting another moan from her as he continued to cover her neck in his marks. She moaned, her fingers threading their way into his hair, nails scratching gently at his scalp. “Tell me what you want, love.” He mumbled as his lips returned to hers, hungrily kissing her.
“I want you.” She mumbled against his lips. “I want all of you.”
Ben pulled back a moment with a mischievous look plastered to his features. “Well, aren’t you just a greedy little thing.” He teased as his hands returned to her legs, holding onto the girl as he stood up, walking them to his bedroom before laying her down on the bed. She laughed softly as he placed her down on the bed. “What’s so funny?” He smirked as he kissed her again.
“Nothing, you were right, your bed is more comfortable than the underground benches.” She giggled softly, her vivacious (e/c) orbs smiling up at him in the cutest yet irresistibly sexy way. That look alone made his trousers all the more uncomfortable as they got tighter.
He laughed, rolling his eyes at her as he played with the hem of her shirt. “Told you it would be.” The blond actor winked at her, placing another tender kiss to her lips, breaking away as he pulled her shirt up over her head before pulling off his own. “And it’s only going to get better.
“Serenade and gently play on my heartstrings, Ben.” She smiled as she pulled him down into another kiss, so he was on top of her, chest to chest as he resumed grinding his hips against hers.
“Just say the word your wish is my command.”
Part 4 (coming soon)
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