#ben:dash

[bluejeanbaby]

"Yeah well we can explain what happened to her at some point." Ben waved it off as he turned slightly in Asher's grip so that he could look up at him. "As angry as she can get, she's terrible at holding a grudge." he assured him, before leaning up to press a soft peck to his jaw. After, he forced himself to focus back on eating his breakfast. "Mm, fine. As soon as my head stop feeling like it's being jack-hammered we can get on with our day. Or you can leave me here to rot." he gave two options as he lazily stretched his legs out on the bed.

"You're being mean again, Ashton." he teased right back, before the words were kissed from his lips. He couldn't help but to let out a soft whine when they parted, brown eyes blinking open to meet the other's icy ones. "Wow you're trying to go steady already? Sharing a bed and all? You're a freak." he continued sarcastically as he set the food aside and pushed himself up, wanting to test his sea legs. After a moment he looked over sheepishly. "I hope I wasn't too much of a knobhead last night." he pouted.

"I can be." Asher admits before icy blues are rolling. "Okay, smart ass." A dry chuckle escapes as he lifts a mug of coffee to his lips, taking a slow sip before nodding. "Oh, she's dramatic, but clearly pissed at us." Though there was a seriousness to his tone, he held a smile. "I think you were even more handsy." His grin turns impish, an arm stretching out to pull Ben closer to his side. "Less public, sure, but still as assertive." Which he undoubtedly enjoyed. "We can lay low for now, but we've also got stuff to do today, you know?" A full schedule actually, but they'd take their time.

"You were perfect." He quickly corrects, laughing a bit. "I'm not! I was just teasing you, Blake." Asher teases, calling Ben the wrong name again, in an attempt to get a playful rise out of him. Placing his mug down, he leans in to steal a quick, hard kiss from the other, before leaning back lazily against the headboard. "Was I? So you approve of sharing a bed with me then? Perhaps that's something we can make a habit."

[bluejeanbaby]

Biker bars weren't Ben's usual scene. They stuck out like a sore thumb. They were far too clean cut, they smelled too good, and they swore the patrons could just tell they didn't belong. Thankfully the powder they'd snorted on the uber over helped remove any nervousness. Typically after witnessing someone put a friend into the ICU most people would probably avoid that someone by any means possible. Ben had never been like most people. They were on a mission. They were a moth drawn to a light, one that would likely zap them. They'd been searching the local bars for days when finally their eyes locked on the familiar face. Stupidly confident as ever, the walking trust fund approached, practically squeezing in next to the man at the bar. "Is that whiskey or bourbon?" they asked nodding to his drink, as brown doe eyes finally meeting the violent strangers. A small smile spread across their lips. @thefvrious

[bluejeanbaby]

Ben was well aware he looked like an idiot. What a stupid thing to be crying about. Tristan hadn't even confirmed he was officially with the other, and Ben became a sobbing idiot. He swore he'd never seen Tristan so happy, so excited, and he was drowning in his jealousy. He reached out to cup at the older man's cheeks while he gasped for the breath he needed to speak. "Why Trist?" he managed to whimper. "Why can't you love me? I love you. Why's it so hard to love me back? What don't I have?"

He wasn't sure how he'd reached the breaking point. He always knew he wanted Tristan to himself, but he'd never acted on it before...of course besides only introducing him to terrible people. Yet it was all beginning to come out in the wash. @ofginjxints

[bluejeanbaby]

"I think I want another baby." Ben hummed, his dark eyes focused on the tv as he sat curled up with Aurora on the couch. He was too nervous to make eye contact just yet. He was still too focused on trying to figure out how he wanted to say what he was thinking. He nuzzled his noses against his arm as he took a breath. "I know that having a baby and a toddler is tough, but I...I dunno." he shrugged, still struggling to get to the point about who would have it.

"I had a weird doctor's appointment today." Ben admitted softly.

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[bluejeanbaby]

Ben's eyes never left Talia's face as she tightened his cravat. "If I'm not mistaken...you seem nervous, mistress." he was trying to train himself not to call her by name. He knew that for the sake of the meeting, he was not a lover, but an apprentice. He couldn't be mistaken for anything else. His hands moved up to rest on hers, slowing her handiwork.

"I won't stand close to anyone, my eyes will stay on the ground, and I will behave." he repeated everything back to her. Yet just as soon as the door opened again his hands were dropped and held firmly behind him. "I am ready whenever you are." he nodded, before letting his eyes fall to the floor, showing again that he could follow her instructions.

Ben should have been scared. Nervous. Yet he was filled with excitement. He wanted nothing more than to see the way other vampires lived, to hear more about the politics. He wanted nothing more than to join Talia already, but he knew that he needed a few more years before turning. "We're going to do great." he reminded her with a soft smile as he trailed close behind.

"It won't be." Talia blew him a kiss, than retreated into the silence of the bed chamber and awaited the morning.

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TIME SKIP - A week later

The city of Paris was just as Talia had remembered. A vibrant city, now drenched in rain. The vampire council was meeting in this historic place, as they did yearly. But now, there was a looming threat over them all. A threat no one say coming. Attacks had been happening all around the world. These were not normal vampire attacks. They were kidnappings. Humans taken from their homes, from the streets, from brothels and pubs. It became a concern when a politician became part of the list of missing people.

In their French accommodations, Talia prepared for the meeting with her servants and Ben at her side. "You are to stand two steps behind me." Talia instructed, as she tightened the cravat on his neck. "Don't stand too close to the other vampires, they might get the inclination that they can drink from you." This was the first, official meeting in which Talia was permitted to bring Ben.

"They will ask me to declare myself and my apprentice, so don't be frightened when the large bell rings." The vampire made quick work of her apprentice. Servants moved in and out of the room, and when she was given the window of opportunity to do so, she'd whisper. "I would suggest you keep your eyes on the ground. Vampires get suspicious easily." Talia moved away as more servants came in, she turned her attentions to herself. "You ready?"

[bluejeanbaby]

Ben had never expected they'd be good at being a parent, really they always thought they'd avoid it entirely. That was, at least, until they met Aurora. It had become quickly apparent that they'd have to figure something out. Ben hummed as they heard the front door open, hardly looking up from the tv. "Just got Cadance to bed," he announced to Aurora.

"Your mom came to check in on us, she still doesn't think I'm suited for the whole co-parent lifestyle you know. Honestly don't understand why she's worried though, me and Kay were doing quite well making slime." they teased, holding out their arms to the other, inviting her to come and lay on them. "How was it out there? I missed you." Ben hummed, giving their partner their full attention once the show went to commercial. @ghostsxagain

[bluejeanbaby]

"I assure you I am not that desperate." Ben teased, but they both knew that he was absolutely lying. He wanted Theo then and there, there was no doubt about that. Yet he felt the need to stick to his threats. "You should take a look at yourself, baby. Feel how hard you are hm? Thinking about how good I'm going to fuck you." he continued to tease, holding back a sigh when the other rutted up against him. His hand reached up to cup at Theo's jaw, holding him in place as his kissed him through his words. "I'm not gonna try, I know exactly how to make you fall apart. How to take care of my pretty boy." he whined as he continued to roll his hips, chasing that friction between them. "Gonna see if I can make you cum without even touching your cock, hm? I think it'll be easy."

Theo exhales his laughter against Ben's mouth because, yes, he did think that. He thinks he could convince him if he needed to. Mouth at his neck and say a few choice words. Theo nods slowly, lips against Ben's cheek as he says, "I think I could. Know you're desperate for anything inside you baby." He murmurs fondly. There's amusement dancing behind his gaze as Theo knocks him into the door. As the other man presses into his lap. "Look like a bitch in heat trying to talk tough like you don't want me inside you." Theo teases him with a wide grin. He rocks his hips up purposefully groaning at the press of Ben's warmth seeping through his pants. He could fuck him through his clothes so easily. "You think you can?" Theo questions but it's cut off by a groan. He's so easy for Ben. "I wanna see you try baby."

[bluejeanbaby]

"Surely not in your mid thirties though. Old fart." Ben tilted his head and let out a soft chuckle. "It's alright, I'll be there to take care of you when you start to decline. All you need to do is to make me another ceramic plate set and we'll be all good." He waggled his brows at the other man.

"Wah wah wah, you can't dance, you can't this, you can't that." Ben mocked him, reaching over to grab Tristan's hands, squeezing at them. "Have fun with me, eh? I'm supposed to be the whiny one here." he smiled, holding on for only an extra moment before the waiter interrupted.

Ben was thankful for the distraction once the food was presented. "Fine," he started, as he began cutting himself a piece. "I won't want to dance after this anyway, but we're going to find something fun to do, okay?"

"How dare you, I'm still in my thirties. I'll start worrying at forty." He shrugged.

"Wouldn't be the worst thing, we're both single." He alluded, the wine clearly hitting him already to loosen his lips. Thankfully the waiter interrupted by taking their order.

"You know I can't dance and I hate big crowds." Tristan shook his head, though a smile was still on his face, Ben always managed to convince him to do stupid things he wouldn't otherwise.

The waiter returned with their wine and another came by with their mains. Tristan thanked the waiter and rubbed his hands together in anticipation. "Lasagne!"

[bluejeanbaby]

Ben had been moody for days. Jude didn't even need to bring it up, he knew the day would be coming soon. He read enough tabloids to keep tabs on his lover. Over the years he'd gotten pretty good at telling what rumors were and weren't true. He didn't try to hide his frown as the other continued speaking. "I can't imagine being more careful then we already are, darling." Ben murmured as he moved to rest his head agsinst Jude's chest. He knew if he made eye contact he'd start crying before long.

"Do you really think it'll last? You won't get tired of me once you're all married hm?" he felt the need to ask as his frown deepened. "I knew this dya was going to come, but I didn't think it'd be this soon, you know." he murmured, tracing his fingers along the man's side.

Open Starter (Mutuals / Non-Mutuals)

Jude Cohen - 35, bisexual, Prince

Plot: Jude is the heir to the throne but is carrying on a secret love affair with your muse. As pressure builds on Jude to marry and produce heirs, he wants to discuss the future with your muse.

Connection Ideas: Normal person / commoner; escort; friend; staff member; bodyguard; scandalous fellow aristocrat; married / taken person

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The very survival of the monarchy in the modern era rested upon Prince Jude, the heir to the throne. In a time when more and more people questioned the ‘god-given right to rule’ and the aristocratic classes along with it, everyone who still had a title depended on the charm and reputation of the gallant Prince to see them through. Therefore, if they could see Jude as he was then, naked in bed with a companion sure to spark scandal, more than one aristocrat was liable to keel over. 

The prospect of scandal lingered in Jude’s mind as he looked at his companion and murmured, “You know, we’ll have to rethink how we do these little ‘meetings’ of ours once… well, once I finally perform my ‘princely’ duty.” Jude let the sentiment hang in the air briefly. He knew there was an equal chance of the conversation going smoothly or badly. “I’m not saying I want to stop by any means,” he added, smiling briefly. “Just that when I finally can’t avoid marrying a Princess anymore, and everything that goes with it… we’ll need to be more careful.”

[bluejeanbaby]

ben overanalyzed chandler's pauses, and his words. anxiety tainted how he took them. "i...it wasn't good enough?" they asked worriedly, tilting their head. "i mean would...would a fountain make it better? or are you being sarcastic?" they couldn't help but to press as their hand rubbed at the back of their neck, trying to massage some of the stress out. "i'm sorry i um...it doesn't have to mean anything if you don't want it to, i mean really." he rambled worriedly, too oblivious to see how chandler truly felt for them as well.

it felt as if everything stopped for chandler and it was hard for them to properly get ahold at what had just happened, leaving poor ben in silence for a bit as he rambled on, while the birthday boy stood, speechless with eyes wide. it took them by surprise in every way possible because weren't they just friends? what would ben see in them? ...would he want to do it again? it finally clicks and he silently places a hand over his lips for a moment. he hoped so. all that they're able to do or say first though is look around them both in confusion and looking back at the other with a brow raised. "...there isn't a fountain anywhere near us...should we go to the mall? that fountain's pretty big right? and they play music in the mall, too...so...two birds one stone, right? 'cuz, like...it's my present so..."

[bluejeanbaby]

"a lot more?" ben asked with a furrowed brow and a quiet laugh. "you're a horny thing, aren't you." he hummed as he sat up and finished his glass of champagne, setting it aside before moving in a bit closer to his friend. "you want me to take your gay cherry then, bro?" the brit teased with a toothy grin as he reached over to pinch at eamon's chest playfully. "it'd be an honor, really."

"fuck you, dude." eamon laughed, though a little nervously. the question surprised him and he looked at ben. "not yet, but i want to. a lot more than kissing as well;" he decided to admit, thinking 'fuck it' as he decided not to lie. who knew what this late evening would bring. ben was hot and queer, as far as eamon knew. he was open to exploring with him. he wondered what ben would do now. just laugh?or offer some help with his underwater situation?

[bluejeanbaby]

ben opened the door half asleep, one half of his headphones covering his ear, while the other sagged down so he could hear chandler. "i don't even know what time it is." ben admitted with a yawn as he backed up, inviting them in. "i think i've been playing video games for like ten hours straight." he murmured, feeling like a zombie as he rubbed a hand over his face. "when did you text me, chandy? i didn't even notice." he grumbled, glancing around for his phone for a minute before giving up and instead offering the other open arms for a snuggle.

closed starter for @bluejeanbaby !

"ah, okay, cool, i see! no, no, i was just checkin' ta see if you if you like died or something 'cuz you weren't answering my texts, what gives?" chandler pouts angrily (and exaggeratedly) as he stands in front of ben once he opens the door.

[bluejeanbaby]

There was a time when Ben fucked around more. It had been fun to sleep with anyone that looked his way, and in fact it'd been how he had met Theo. Yet the longer that'd gotten into their psuedo-affair, the less he wanted to mess around. Theo was more than enough to keep him satisfied. His head helplessly falls back in the pillows, offering his throat to Theo as he loudly gasps and groans. "All yours." he encourages as his fingers scratch again at the man's back. His thighs began quivering as the other's hips started to finally rock. He was annoyingly close, just on the edge of being overstimulated. Slowly a mantra of Theo's name and the word fuck began to escape Ben, his stomach slowly starting to tighten as his eyes fell shut. "Keep going. Shut up and fuck me,"

Theo grins at the sight of Ben's flushed skin. He knows the other loves this. Theo loves it too. "You're so cute when you're honest." Theo laughs against Ben's cheek. He rocks his hips slowly into the other mans. Hisses the entire time he sinks back into him. The grips always made Theo lose his mind. "You're always so tight for my cock." Theo tells him. Can never shut the fuck up about it. "Like you're always waiting just for me to come sink into this cunt baby." Theo always babbles whenever he's inside Ben. Presses his face into Ben's neck and exhales so loud. "You're mine to use baby I know." Theo tells him as he starts to piston his hips forward. "You're gunna come all over my dick."

[bluejeanbaby]

It didn't take long before even Ben was struggling to keep up with words. Praise and teasing both left him as he found himself chasing some of his own pleasure. The friction of the strap caused him to buck harder, all but rutting the toy into Jude as he pressed him into the couch. Once he was certain the other didn't mind his gesture, he tightened his grip again, making sure to try and keep a count in his head as he fucked the man senseless. Any time his lover's moans sounded even a little breathy he let go, instead, scratching at the man's chest. Though he could never be public with Jude, Ben loved to mark the man whatever way he could. "C'mon pretty boy, you're doing so good for me. Come, show me how good you are." he hissed as his free hand wrapped around Jude's cock again, rushing to stroke him.

Ben’s degrading words brought yet more whimpers and whines from Jude. Unashamedly, the Prince continued rolling his hips back against his lover, and when he felt Ben start to fuck him, a flurry of moans, cries and groans began flowing from Jude. Ben continued taunting him as they fucked, the words setting Jude’s skin on fire, spurring his arousal alongside the deep, sharp thrusts he was already taking from the strap-on. “God… yes!” he cried to the words about others seeing him. Of course, it was purely a fantasy, as Jude knew he had to keep his sexual proclivities private. And yet, he could still dream about being watched by others whilst he had sex with the person he cared for above all else. Thoughts of such fantasies began filling Jude’s mind whilst Ben continued to fuck him, although when they ran their hand up to curl their fingers around his neck and squeeze, Jude’s focus shot right to that dominant gesture. Rasping, Jude moaned and whined needily, too, signalling his desire for that as much as he did with how he continued rolling his hips back against Ben’s thrusts. 

@bluejeanbaby

[bluejeanbaby]

ben gasped softly against chayan's lips as the man's fingers pressed into him. "tell me again. that i'm worth it." his whispered as his hand moved to grip at the man's hair, making sure that he stayed close as his hips began to rock in time with the thrust of chayan's hand. "and what a waste," he teased softly, biting harshly at the man's lip before pulling his face away. "because i don't think you've earned the right to fuck me, baby boy." ben smirked, nudging their noses together. "what do you think?"

chayan had never been in a relationship as intimate as this one. he seldom god late during his doctorate and it seemed like he was making up for it now. hand runs along ben's mound, middle and ring finger pressing further into their sex. " it's worth it my darling, you are worth it. " the professor leaned in, capturing the other man's lips, deepening it as his fingers pump into ben. " fuck -- you are so wet for me, aren't you darling ? "

[bluejeanbaby]

"Ah ha! I knew you didn't forget it." Ben grinned as he heard Asher utter his name. You moaned it enough to remember it. He thought to himself as he gently prodded at the taller man's arm. That cheeky smile quickly faded though as he was called a hobbit, and worst off, Samwise.

"Listen, if you want to call me a halfling, sure. Go ahead. They're a good people, and I can understand the resembelance, but I will have you know I am a Bilbo Baggins above any other hobbit. Get that right, beanpole." he huffed, being over dramatic on purpose this time. Was the blond simply having fun teasing him now? He supposed that meant there was at least some interest there, right?

On the walk to brunch Ben has to try his best not to keep looking up to Asher, nor asking him how the trip was. They could play hard to get. They didn't need the niceties.

Yet after a few mimosas and some food, Ben let the mask slip the moment Trixie got up to go to the bathroom. "I didn't know you knew her," he hummed, finally acknowledging Asher again, even a small smile creeping up to the corners of his lips. "You look good, though better in a few days with a tan." he managed to joke as if he wasn't ghastly pale himself.

Asher couldn't help the smirk that contorted his pale lips, frigid hues watching the other's every move. It was instantly apparent that he was ticked off by his faux lack of remembrance, but secretly, that had been the goal. "Hey, there are plenty of people out there with that name who'd probably be offended, Ben." Scoffing in a lax manner, lengthy arms lift to cross over his chest.

A dry laugh is exhaled, his head shaking at the childish insult that was tossed his way. "And that's coming from the Hobbit?" A golden brow arches, as he offers them a nod. "Simmer down, Samwise Gamgee, we have an elf-" Uncurling his arms, a hand motions to Trixie. "-a giant-" He then gestures to himself. "-and now our Hobbit." A brilliantly bright smile replaces his simper. "What more could you ask for on vacation?"

A few words are exchanged with their blonde friend, but Ash doesn't seem to be paying too much attention until Ben's words are directed at him. "Yeah, I wouldn't get your hopes up." After all, it didn't seem like Ben had any issues when it came to keeping his bed warm and Ash didn't like making a habit out of being notches on people's bedposts. "Brunch? Yeah… That's sure to be something." But he lurches forward, easily falling into step beside the pair.