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SANTIAGO AND BENNYYYYYYYYYY

KINKTOBER 2023 / Day Thirty

( Benny Miller x F!Reader x Santiago ‘Pope’ Garcia )

DOUBLE PENETRATION / HOTDOGGING / GAPE/FISTING

Summary: Benny’s in the mood to celebrate and invites a special guest to join you both for his milestone recording session.

Day Thirty of … Kinktober

Rating: Mature 18+

Warnings: Language, mentions of drink, threesome, group sex, sex on camera, butt plug, hand job, oral - male receiving, deep throating, fingering, oral - female receiving, P in V, unprotected sex, double vaginal penetration, squirting, no use of Y/N

Word Count: 4.7k

Benny wanted to throw a party.

“What’s the occasion?”

You knew it wasn’t any of their birthdays or yours and apparently you don’t have a party when you win however many matches he’s won, so you were running out of options.

“I reached a milestone with my subscribers!”

And that means it’s party time, just not the average kind.

He set a date, he bought you a new outfit and he’d spent god knows how much on decorations, including balloons which you had been pumping up for what felt like hours. At least he did give you a hand pump.

“How many do you need?”

“Like I said, Bunny, enough to fill the bedroom floor and a few extra.”

You glanced at the floor around you, how the hell were you supposed to keep count. Picking a couple up, you took them down the hall and stepped cautiously into the room, tiptoeing round the balloons he’d already tossed inside. The floor space was still visible between the rubber and you sigh, looking around the rest of the room.

He’d already set up the lights and camera… wait, cameras?

“Benny,” you shout. “Why is there another camera?”

He wanders in, carrying a bundle of balloons.

“I thought we could try something different, get some close ups and stuff.”

Your eyes narrowed before you blinked and smiled, “Ok.”

You carried on without a care and he let out the breath he was holding, he didn’t know whether to tell you now or just let things roll out like he’d planned. When he came back into the living room, you were happily blowing up more balloons, a shitty reality show on the tv. He saw it best not to tell you, he would much rather you have a surprise.

“Oh my god,” you stretch on the couch with a scrunched expression. “My wrists hurt.”

The floor had now disappeared and you were taking the last few to throw on the bed. Benny came and joined you smiling, he had helped for a while but needed to sort out some other things before the ‘show’.

“Oh, cute, you got a new cap.”

He plays with the peak of his hat, off white in colour with his signature fucking bunnies in gold embroidery.

“You like it?”

You hum, giving him a kiss on the cheek, “Should I get changed?”

“Underwear’s on the chair, the robe’s on the back of the door.”

The office had become a makeshift changing room though you were happy undressing in front of him, he wanted to see you with fresh eyes. He places a hand on your back, pulling you close to kiss you on the lips, it’s soft and fleeting.

You had just put on the robe when you heard the door go and you make a beeline to see what’s happening.

“Who’s that?”

“I invited a special guest,” Benny said, approaching the door.

Your brows knotted, head cocking, “But you and the boys have always said no third parties.”

“It’s not really a third party if it’s one of us.”

He twists the lock and opens the door to Santiago.

“Hey, man,” Santiago steps in a give him a hug and a pat on the back.

“Hey,” Benny returns the favour.

Your heart skips a beat when you see him enter with a curl on his lips and plucks off the hat from his head, revealing his salt and pepper hair.

“Santi?”

“Hey, honey,” he opens an arm and catches you as you surge over for a hug.

“I’m glad you could join us.”

“Well, I had to fit you into a very busy schedule,” he retorts.

You roll your eyes, about to shove yourself from his body.

“So, you don’t want your present?”

He holds up the bag that he was hiding behind his back, watching your face as your smile grew with excitement.

“I get a present, what is it?”

Dropping his hand, he glances over his shoulder to Benny, “You didn’t tell her the plan?”

Benny shook his head.

Santiago’s arm loosened from your waist, “Bunny, we need to talk.”

That doesn’t sound good.

The conversation wasn’t as scary as Santiago made it sound, it was more that with what him and Benny wanted to do would mean being on camera. And by being on camera, this wasn’t like before, it meant being full on in frame, head and all.

It was suddenly a big deal.

“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.”

“We’ll understand,” Benny says.

You twiddle your thumbs, eyes flicking between the two of them.

“But what’s the present? Does that have something to do with this?”

Santiago smiles, passing you the bag, “It may help you get into character.”

You look at them once more, both of them smiling as you delve into the bag and pull out a matte black box. Dropping the bag to the floor, you run your fingertips over the top of an embossed logo. Of course, you have no idea what it was, it was one of those places only Santiago knew. You untie the ribbon and lift the magnetic seal, there was something underneath the precision wrapped tissue paper.

You could feel their eyes on you as you peeled the sticker and raise the tissue.

“Wow,” you take the mask carefully from the box. “Where did you get this?”

“I have a friend who’s very good with leather.”

The mask had cut out eyes and curved over the nose and along the cheeks, a strap that secured at the back of your head and contrasting hardware. There was a hole at the top but the final piece of leather curled up into bunny ears.

“How d’you know it will fit?”

“It always fits,” Santiago said.

Benny was stood in anticipation, arms folded but bobbing on his feet.

“Is that a yes?”

You glance to a pair of them, a coy smile, “It’s a yes.”

He throw himself at you and squeezed you tightly, kissing your forehead.

“I’ll get a celebratory drink.”

He ran off to the kitchen, leaving you with Santiago.

“Are you sure about this?”

“Yeah,” you sigh, “you’re both gonna look after me, right?”

“Of course.”

There was a moment of pause as you gazed at the mask, “Are you wearing a costume?”

“I’ve got a new mask.”

You giggle, “Didn’t fancy being the big bad wolf again?”

“No, it’s minimal.”

“That’s code for black.”

He chuckled but he could still feel it, the nervous energy coming off you, how you still stared at the mask and played with it in your fingers.

“I’ve got another part if you want to go a little more incognito?”

“What is it?”

Rummaging in his bag, he pulls out a pink hairpiece and hands it to you. You unfurl it, giving it a shake to reveal it’s full volume and colour. When the wig hit the light it turned a shade of rose gold and fell in lose curls.

“That’s cute,” Benny nods his head to the wig. “It’ll go great with your outfit.”

Santiago hums, “What’s the outfit?”

You dropped the wig to your lap, the temperature rising in your cheeks, “It’s a secret.”

His breath teases your neck, you know he’s searching your face with dark eyes, the corner of his lips curled. You kept your eyes in front and realised what Benny was holding.

“Look Santi, champagne.”

You snatch a glass from the other man.

“Well, it’s not quite champagne but it’s pretty good,” Benny clicks your glass.

After a few hours, you’re hidden away in the office, tucking your hair into the net to put on the wig. There’s a knock at the door and you invite them in, Santiago slipping through the gap before closing it behind him. You keep your eyes in the mirror, fitting the wig snuggly onto your head, running your fingers through to make it fall naturally.

“Suits you,” he says, walking over to your mask.

“Would you mind helping me?”

He lifts it out of the box and holds it up as you push your face into it. You push on the leather to keep it steady as he loops round the back to fasten the buckle. When he’s finished, he turns you round to gaze upon yourself in the mirror.

“Thank you,” you glance at his reflection, smiling.

“You know I asked what you were wearing? I had another idea.”

You straighten up and face him, “You’re full of surprises today, aren’t you?”

“Hear me out.”

You did hear him out and admittedly, it was a pretty fun idea.

“Right let’s do this!”

Benny was giddy with excitement, slamming the door heavily as he entered, seeing you and Santi ready on the bed. You still had your robe on, Santiago was stripped down to his briefs but the two of you seemed unusually calm.

“On the bed, Miller.”

Santiago ordered and like he always does, Benny obliged.

“What’s going on? We didn’t plan this.”

“No, you didn’t,” you ran a single finger down his chest playfully. “We thought we’d make you the centre of attention first.”

“This is for your subscribers,” Santiago added.

Benny jutted his chin, “Alright, I’ll play but then we get back on track.”

“Agreed,” you and Santiago say in unison.

The smile widens on Benny’s lips as he shuffles up the bed, staying on his knees. You glance to Santiago and take a couple of steps back, he watches you and motions you to stop.

“You hit record yet?”

Benny lifted his hand and pressed the tiny remote, the two cameras set up springing into life as he tossed the remote.

“So, what have you got for us, Bunny?”

With the way the pair of them stare at you, you’re grateful the mask covers up how you blush. Taking a breath, your hands take hold of the belt and slowly undo the knot. Your fingers skim the inside of the collar before you hook it over your shoulders, rolling it of smoothly. It lands, lost to the hundred balloons on the floor.

You’re wearing the bra, suspender belt and stockings he bought but the underwear was missing, he was going to enquire when Santiago spoke.

“Wait till you see the back.”

Benny beckons you both over, “Come here you two.”

Santiago offered you his hand and you took it before climbing onto the bed. Benny tucks an arm around your waist and drags you to him. You place a hand on his chest and tip your head, kissing him on the lips. His hand skims your hips before grabbing your one ass cheek where something tickles his arm.

Pulling his lips away, he glances over your shoulder and sees a fluffy fake cotton tail.

He chuckles, tugging gently at the plug, “What a naughty little bunny you are.”

You giggle, working your hand up his neck and forcing his mouth back to yours. He pushes his tongue passed your lips, twisting and dancing with your own. He slips his tongue out, replacing with his teeth which he sinks into your bottom lip, tugging.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Santiago come close and move your attention to Benny’s neck. Santiago grabs Benny’s jaw and rotates his head to face him, kissing him squarely on the lips.

You continue down his body, kissing his chest and licking his nipple. He moans into the other man’s mouth, his hand moving between your shoulder blades. Benny’s other hand runs up Santiago’s spine before resting on his lower back.

Seeing the two of them was such a turn on, Benny was jutting his chin, trying to take over the dominance yet Santiago only pushed back harder. The warmth in your belly builds, your pussy clenching around nothing. You try to stay focused on Benny, kissing his skin and raising one hand to his shorts.

You stroke his thigh, fingers pushing up the fabric as your hand creeped to his crotch.

Santiago’s hand glides over the ripples of Benny’s abs, fingertips teasing just above the elastic waist. He was catching every one of his groans in his mouth, taking as much air from his lungs until Benny was dizzy.

Benny rips his lips from Santiago, shivering as you press firmly against his cock, feeling it grow under your touch.

“What are you guys doing to me?”

He looks down at you as you run circles with the tip of your nose on his skin.

Santiago scoffs, “We’re giving your subscribers a show, just like you wanted.”

“That is what you wanted, wasn’t it Benny?”

You look up at him, doe eyed, bottom lip visibly plumping. Santiago ruts his bulge against his friend’s hips and the other man’s body goes tense.

Benny bites his lip, “Fuuuck.”

“Hmm, thought so.”

You carry on massaging his length, his hardening cock stiffening, becoming visible through the fabric. Santiago continues to roll his hips, kissing Benny’s extended neck as he tries to catch his breath, steady his increasing heart rate.

Removing your hand, you bring your head towards Benny’s crotch, pushing your ass up so the camera can see you fully. You know your juices are beginning to flow, turning your pussy glossy under studio lights. Gripping on side of his shorts and then the other, you yank them down in one swift motion.

His cock slaps against your cheek.

You drag your face over his navel, pushing your body back so you can wrap your lips around on of his weighted balls. You swirl your tongue around, taking it in your mouth and sucking. Benny sighs loudly before he’s smothered by Santiago’s kiss.

Santiago’s palm rests on the tip of Benny’s cock and gradually begins to circle, smearing his precum over his hand. You release his ball with a pop, licking your lips before paying attention to the other. Wrapping his hand around Benny’s length, Santiago started to pump.

The noise Benny made bounced off the walls.

Dropping his ball from your mouth, you moved back to kissing his skin, working your way from the base of his cock to his chest.

“Bunny,” your name fell from his parted lips, “I want to see you kiss him.”

Santiago didn’t get a nickname, he was going to remain anonymous throughout this video.

You brought your head up in front of Benny’s and Santiago leaned into your lips. He kissed you quickly before he locked his lips to yours, still pumping his friend’s cock. Santiago ran his tongue over your lips, asking for entry to your mouth. You open it and allow him to roam before your tongue came to play.

Benny’s chest rumpled as he groaned.

“That’s it,” his hand comes to the back of your head, deepening the kiss for the pair of you. “Do you like how he tastes?"

You moan an answer into Santiago’s mouth.

“Do you want to feel his dick in your mouth?”

Of course, you moan again.

Santiago opens his eyes to look directly at Benny, his hand loosening from his cock. He removes himself from your lips and your eyelids flutter open.

Benny grabs you roughly by the waist and flips you over as he slides from the bed, his shorts falling off in the process. You squeak as your head lands under Santiago, who tilts his head with a smirk on his lips.

This is what they’d planned all along.

Santiago pulls down his briefs, his hard cock swinging freely as he shimmies out of them, tossing them aside.

Benny tugs you closer to him so your hips are off the edge of the bed and angles you better for the camera. You prop yourself up a little, gazing up wide eyes as Santiago approaches, his hand gently stroking his length.

Stepping aside, Benny watches as you open yourself wide for Santiago’s girth, your tongue pushing out and licking the precum from his tip. You take that top part in your mouth and he watches your throat bob as you suck. He knows your tongue is moving, swirling around the ridge, catching the nerve endings with your tastebuds.

Santiago sighs, gazing upon you with heavy lids, eyes so dark he can no longer see the colour. His fingertips graze your neck, inviting you to take him. You do as your told, relaxing your jaw to swallow his length.

“Good girl,” he groans.

Benny’s hand comes to your thigh, rubbing softly. You’re wet and glistening, your walls visibly pulsing as more juices are released. His fingers glide to your mound, pulling to display your clit to the audience before touching it with a single digit. You whimper, a shake in your legs as he presses a little harder.

Benny spreads his fingers and works them between your outer and inner lips, slicking up his skin as you feel the tingle spread around your hips. He watches as your head moves back and forth and plunges his fingers into your opening as you take in Santiago’s length.

Santiago’s head tilts backwards as the vibration from your moan causes his cock to twitch.

Bending his fingers, Benny notches at the soft spot in your walls before releasing it quickly as he starts to pump. You grunt, attempting to suck Santiago at the same pace he’s going, wriggling your hips as you chase your release.

Yet Santiago wants more.

He picks up his head and folds his upper body, resting his hands to the mattress. Inching forward, he drops his hips so his cock sinks deeper into your throat. You lower yourself down and loosen your muscles for him to take you with ease. He rolls gently at first, his radiating tip slipping down your throat.

Benny shakes his head as Santiago smirks at him, two can play this game.

Coming to his knees in between your thighs, Benny sinks to his knees and kisses around your pussy before sinking his tongue in.

If you could, you’d be screaming their names.

Santiago snaps his hips, picking up momentum whilst Benny licks and laps up your arousal as his tongue flicks around your inner walls. Your fingernails clawed at the covers, bunching them into your hands as you tried to stop your legs clamping around Benny’s head. Your eyes were watering, muscles vibrating as the spark from your belly travelled up your spine.

Then suddenly everything stopped.

Benny pulled away from you, his mouth covered in your juices as he caught his breath and Santiago dragged his cock out of your throat.

You were annoyed, you were so close but they knew that.

“You think she’s ready for us?”

Lifting your head up, you saw how Benny was smiling, a glint in his green eyes as he looked passed you to the man above you. Santiago leaned back onto his heels, his palms running up his legs.

“More than ready.”

You didn’t have time to process what they were discussing when Santiago hooked under your armpits. You yelp as he hauls you up and Benny bounds onto the bed, crowding you into place. Santiago loosens his grip, undoing the clasp of your bra and you allow him to slip the straps from your shoulders and throw it.

Your chest is arched towards Benny, who’s hands instinctively grab at your breasts, thumbs teasing your nipples. You don’t protest, happily accepting your fate as he engulfs your nipples in his mouth and sucks.

Santiago’s hot breath on your skin as he comes to the crook of your neck, nuzzling into you as he comes flush against your back. His hand slips between you and wraps around his length as he repositions his hips underneath you. You cry as he guides his tip through your folds, into your opening. He strokes your side where the camera can’t see before pushing himself in and your head falls back to his shoulder.

Your chest is beginning to rise and fall quickly as if already predicting what’s about to happen.

Benny releases your nipple with an audible pop and shuffles closer, pining your frame between them. He slides his hand up your chest and coils it around your neck, your head heavy as you lift it to face him.

His expression is soft, his touch gentle as his eyes roam your features. You blink at him, lips parted.

Santiago’s hand on your side grips tighter, he can feel your pulse under his lips speeding up as Benny takes hold of his cock, head dropping. He presses it to Santiago’s and brings the tip to your opening.

You’re already so full, you don’t know if you can take another.

He pushes and squeezes his way in, your pussy stretching to make room and your hand snaps to his wrist. Your face has scrunched, eyes shut tight as you try to steady your breathing. They allow you to become accustom to the sensation, the feeling of two heavy cocks and a toy inside you.

“Relax, Bunny, we’ll take care of you.”

Benny’s tone is tender, his other hand brushing your cheek.

You knew the safety words, you hadn’t used them yet but they were expecting it. You continue to breath, shift your weight a little before you open your eyes, you pinch your fingers three times on Benny’s wrist. Your hand relaxes and you move it to rest on Santiago’s.

Benny drops his hand back to your hip and starts to push further. He’s halfway in when you whimper, head falling onto Santiago’s shoulder and he shushes you before whispering in your ear.

“You’re doing fucking amazing, honey. Just a little more. It’s going to feel amazing soon, I promise, you’ll love it.”

There’s a final stretch and your nails bury into their hands then Benny stops. He brings his lips to your neck and you lift it up drunkenly. When your eyes meet, you crash your lips to his and kiss him ravenously. Your inner walls clench around the two of them and you hear Santiago behind you, louder so the microphones pick up his voice.

“That’s our good girl.”

You remove your lips from Benny and turn to Santiago, taking his mouth in a similar way.

The boys share a quick look before Santiago pulls his hips back. The initial drag feels too much but as he comes back in and Benny’s cock leaves, it’s replaced with something more satisfying and your arousal returns.

Your juices coat their cocks, making it easier for them to glide in and out.

Their movements are tentative at first before the fear of hurting you evaporates and the pleasured sounds begin to escape them. Your once stiffened muscles slacken and the breath you held turns into a honeyed moan, joining theirs harmoniously.

“You feel so fucking good,” Benny’s words are almost slurred.

The sweat is clinging to all of your skin, blending together to the musk of your feverish bodies. All of your senses overwhelmed from the way they hold you, their noises flooding your ears, each stroke hitting places you’ve never felt before. Your head is beginning to spin and it falls to Benny’s chest.

You cry as they pick up speed.

There was a knot tightening in your belly, each of them holding each end and pulling. The warmth of desire you felt was spreading everywhere from the ends of your toes to your fingertips, prickling with the heat.

You gasp as you come up for air.

“I don—“ Your tongue is going numb. “I don’t think I can… last much longer.”

Benny grabbed the back of your head, focusing on your face, your eyes glossing over. In your vision, little white spots were appearing though you could see his smile burying into his pink cheeks.

“We’re almost there, stay with us.”

You nod feebly, Santiago’s lips coming to your shoulder, licking the sweet from your skin causing you to shiver. Your inner walls clench and both men’s hips stutter, their cocks jerking against each other.

“Fuck,” Santiago chokes.

There’s the briefest pause before Benny makes the first move.

He rocks his hips sharply, filling you to the hilt and pulling back out, his pace almost frantic. Santiago returns in a similar manner and all you can do is take it, screaming both of their names into the air.

They both grunt and growl as your limbs quiver uncontrollably, your hands slipping as you try to hold onto them. You can hear Benny, his voice sounding distant as he tells you to hold on, that it won’t be much longer but it’s too late.

The knot in your belly snaps.

The sensation travels up your spine and locks every muscle, the final scream coming deep from your chest as your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your inner walls seize around their cocks, Benny slipping out as you start to squirt.

“Shiiit,” he hisses as he cums down your leg, pumping himself until he’s milked dry.

Santiago holds himself within you, arms wrapped around your core as he finds his release, his creamy seed mixing with your juices.

Your body still shook from the aftershocks yet your limbs had turned to jelly, Santiago holding your head up, your mind having turned to mush. Benny returned to you and delicately kissed from your stomach up to your chest, settling your breathing.

“You ok, Bunny?”

Opening your eyes, you’re met with the pair of them looking down at you.

“I’m fucking amazing.”

Santiago smiled wide, chest shuddering as he laughed, “Yes, you are.”

—

You woke up to the morning light streaming in through the window.

The rest of the evening went by in a blur, the three of you shot as much content as possible and at the end, Santiago and Benny cleaned you up and tucked you into bed. You’re not even sure when you fell asleep or what time it was.

There were their voices somewhere far away, music muffled behind the closed door. You couldn’t bring yourself to move from the cocoon you were in, muscles aching and eyes bleary.

Their conversation stopped and you heard movement coming from outside, the handle dropping as one of them slipped in. Balloons shifted as they pushed their way through to the bed, a coffee cup dropping softly to the bedside table. The bed rocks as a weight sits on the edge and a hand comes to your back, rubbing up and down.

You roll slowly onto your back, “Morning.”

“Morning,” he looked you deeply in the eyes. “How are you feeling?”

“Good,” you give a fleeting wince as you sit up, “just a little sore.”

He smiles, they did go pretty hard on you. His hand moves to the thigh opposite, stroking before resting the other side so he leans over you.

“I brought you a coffee before Benny sets of the fire alarm.”

Your eyebrows furrow.

“I said I’d go out and get us something but he’s insistent at making you breakfast in bed.”

You giggle, “He does make some mean pancakes.”

He hums, “Bagels sounded better.”

There’s a place not to far from here that he always vacates, he could never find anywhere that did them as good when he was out of the US, now he was making up for lost time.

“Would you mind helping me get dressed?”

“As long as you go straight back to bed.”

You agreed, you wanted to be somewhat comfier, the chill bringing goosebumps to your skin when you left the security of the covers. Santiago rifled through Benny’s draws to find some of your clothes and one of Benny’s sweaters. Getting on the tops was fine, it was the bottoms where you needed someone to hold onto, your legs still wobbling from last night.

Santiago guided each foot through the holes and pulled the fabric up your legs as you perched off the bed. You stood up and he worked the sweatpants over your hips to your waist, jokingly slapping your ass. Smiling, you wrap your arms around his waist.

“Thank you, Santi.”

“You’re welcome.”

He hugged you, a hand coming to the back of your head and brought it to his shoulder, fingers tangling in your hair. You breath him in, his aftershave clinging to the nape of his neck and your eyes flutter shut.

The pair of you stand there for a moment.

“Love you, honey.”

Your stomach is filling with butterflies as you squeeze him tighter, burying your face deeper into his neck.

“Love you too.”

You flinch when the fire alarm rings through the house.

“For fuck’s sake, I am going to kill him where he stands for that timing,” Santiago utters, pinching the bridge of his nose.

#triple frontier #poly!tf #santiago pope garcia #benny miller

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rosiefridayrogersunday-reads · 3 years ago

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BENNYYYYYYYYYY god this was so sweet my heart!!!!

May I get “I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending they’re you” with Benny boy? Please. 😍

Pairing: Benny Miller x F! Reader

Warnings: Language, no smut.

The Spark

"Hey," you’re brought from your thoughts by Frankie's voice, a soft touch on your arm, "I was wondering how that date went the other night?"

You try not to cringe, "oh, uhm, it was okay. I don't think I'll see him again."

"Why? He didn't put out?" Santi chuckles from across you taking a sip of his beer.

You glare at him for a moment before sticking your tongue out with a chuckle, "No we didn't...we kissed but it was just blah, nothing exciting."

"What did you expect to feel a spark?" Frankie asks with a grin, "my girl and I watched another romantic comedy last night and all the girls were talking about the spark. When you touch hands with that special someone or kiss," his cheeks burn as he lowers his hat with a smile, "I used to think it was total bullshit but now, I get it."

You smile happy that Frankie finally found someone worthy of him, "yeah, there was no spark." You take another sip of your beer and avoid the eyes of the man sitting beside you, the only person you've ever known whose touch lights you up like the fourth of July.

"I've felt a spark before," Benny chimes in loudly and you snap your eyes up to him, heart pounding.

"Yeah, we're not talking about how you almost lost a finger last New Years, Benny," Will chuckles.

"No," he shakes his head with a smile, "no, it's not that. Although fuck that was one hell of a spark! No, I mean there's this girl, the most goddamn beautiful woman I've ever met, and every time she touches me, there's a spark. A tingle all the way up my arm like I just put my finger in an electrical socket and it goes all the way up through my chest, and I feel like my hearts about to explode."

"Yeah, that's not a spark," Frankie grins, "you're in love, Benny boy."

You stiffen, and turn away from Benny looking at the lake instead, the tears sting your eyes and you blink furiously hoping to wish them away. He’s in love.

“Huh,” Benny muses, “yeah, in love does seem like the right thing. If only she knew the truth, but I don’t think she feels that way about me.”

“Then she’s an absolute fucking moron,” you stand abruptly and the boys look at you slightly alarmed at the venom in your voice, “I’m going for a walk, excuse me,” you take off quickly toward the beach and try to subtly wipe at your eyes. It only takes a couple of minutes for his booming steps to follow and you lower your head to your chest with a sigh, “I want to be alone, Benny.”

You drop down at the edge of the dock, your feet swinging just above the water, and you groan when he plops down beside you. You look over at him with a glare, “Do you ever fucking listen?”

He grins, hair flopping over his brow from the light breeze, he snorts, “No. Don’t you realize by now, you’re never getting rid of me?”

His joke strokes you the wrong way and you feel your defenses rising, “that’s a lie,” you bite back, “it seems I already lost you.”

“What do you mean?” he asks quietly.

“You’re in love with someone Benny! You’re in love and I...” your voice cracks and you bite your lip hard, praying that the tears hold back.

“You what?” he sits up straighter and turns to you, his finger on your chin sends the shockwaves through your body and you slowly turn your face to him, “tell me,” he pleads.

“I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending they’re you,” the tears slip down your cheeks, “I can’t be your friend anymore Benny, I can’t watch you fall in love with someone else, I...can’t watch you love someone that’s not me.”

He grins and brushes the tears off your cheeks, “that’s really good news.”

“What?” you whisper, a sense of hope and heartbreak lingering in your gaze.

“I love you, sweetheart. It’s always been you, you’re the one I want-” he doesn’t get to finish his thought before you are throwing your arms around his neck and pulling his lips down to yours.

You swear you're practically glowing with the electricity humming through your body, Benny moans and pulls you closer, till you’re in his lap, his mouth fused to your own. He pulls back for a second to whisper against your lips with a smile, “there’s that spark again,” before kissing you again.

You’re lost in his arms and his touch neither of you notice the small audience standing at the top of the deck exchanging cash and smiling down at their friends who finally got their shit together and realized the only one they really needed was there all along.

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