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“Mine”

Aus!Benny Fem!Reader

This is my first fanfic, so it may be bad. I got the idea for it from another fanfic I read a while back. I also wrote this in Character AI so I could just copy and paste it here.

There’s no exact plot, by the way.

Light smut - pregnant kink - unprotected p in v - not detailed smut - romance(?)

Proofreader: myself ✨

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You knew who the Vandals were. You always watched them safely through your window as their bikes roared down the street, each passing one by one. But one particular one caught your eye.

Benny. He seemed like one of the only ones who was free for the taking. And it was even better when he moved in next door to you. You had prepared him a welcome basket, being delusional and thinking he’d fall in love with you over it. But he didn’t.

The next day, you wore more revealing clothes, trying to get his attention. It was summer so he didn’t notice. He was starting to irritate you.

For a whole month in a row you wore revealing clothes, trying to get his attention. Nothing worked. But you liked a slow burn.

Now as you sat with him in his house as the two of you watched a movie, which he’d invited you to watch, you crossed your legs. Trying to get him to notice the way your skirt rode up just enough to expose your thighs.

He was close enough to kiss you, no doubt. But he didn’t. Instead, he got up and got the two of you some more popcorn. You glanced down at your body once he was fully out of the room.

You were thinking maybe something was wrong about it. Maybe he just didn’t like petite girls like you. But that couldn’t be the case. You’d seen him admire other petite girls. Then again, they had those small rib cages and shoulders that girls were expected to have. You didn’t have that. You always looked at those girls and envied them. You always thought ‘why do they get that good of genetics?’.

You’d worked out countless times, trying to look like them. It never worked. Priscilla Presley was trending, as she was seen with Elvis. She was pretty much every guy’s dream girl. So was Twiggy. Priscilla looked like she’d just come out of a fairytale. Petite figure, perfect hair, perfect body, perfect everything. You’d tried copying her fashion since a lot of other girls did. You had felt cute that day. You felt good about it at first but when you looked at the Polaroid picture of her you had on your mirror to make sure you got the look right.. your mood dropped. She looked better in it. Prettier. Like a goddess. And well.. maybe a guy would only call you cute for it.

You’d waxed right before you came over here. Waxing was starting to trend, since it was easier (albeit more painful) than shaving. You’d held back tears when you waxed your lower lady bits but it was worth it. You wanted Benny to want you.

But it wasn’t working. Now as he came back in the room with freshly made (and freshly buttered) popcorn, your heart ached. Doubt filled your mind. Why didn’t he like you?, the question echoed through your mind.

But an hour later, something happened. He ended up kissing you. A kissing scene came on (since sex wasn’t allowed in films back then) and it turned Benny on.

So you and him ended up making love. It was so passionate.. so romantic. He’d murmured how he wanted you so bad, how he was going to marry you, all that. But the next morning.. your self doubt set in again.

He was a biker, you told yourself. Maybe he was just playing with you.

But he wasn’t.

It was a Saturday morning, Benny had wanted to watch the sunrise with you. But what you didn’t expect was that he’d propose.

Thats how you ended up here. Making out with him in his kitchen. He picked you up and set you on the counter as he spoke, his voice husky and low.

“Baby, I’m serious ‘bout marryin’ ya.” he murmured in between kisses.

“I’m gonna marry you, and we’ll have babies- oh lots of babies. You’ll always be pregnant. Mmm..”

So he ended up making love to you on his counter, conceiving you twos’ first child.

When you told him he was going to get you pregnant he smirked and murmured in your ear.

“That’s what I’m trying to do.”

So he did.

Now, you were two months pregnant. He smirked as you told him you were pregnant.

“Good. Now everyone can know you’re mine.”

He ran his hands over your child-filled stomach, kissing you deeply. He then murmured in your ear.

“Everyone will know you’re mine.”

He then lightly kissed your neck before he spoke again, his tone possessive, sending chills and excitement through your body.

“MINE.”

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Did a drawing of Austin Butler. Reference photo added. Let me know what you guys think!