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[crazychicke]

Kate & Anthony Bridgerton from the Viscount who Loved Me

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[soulari]

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hey guys so i just started bridgerton and all im going to say is

someone (LITERALLY ANYONE) blink twice if you want me to write and publish the fic i have fully written in my head for benedict. someone anyone please

EDIT: this post is officially a tag list 🫡 comment or reblog if you want to be tagged when the fic is up !!

[onyxstorms]

Bridgerton (2020-present)

3.06 - "Romancing Mister Bridgerton"

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[sophiebaek]

The mood is Benophie🤍

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Yerin Ha as Sophie Baek

[ivysprophecy]

Satisfaction

warnings; hehe finally SOME smut!! fingering, dirty banter, slight degradation, cocky benedict

word count; 1431

summary; Benedict comes to prove that there is curiosity inside of you, and he has every intention of bringing it out to play. after all curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

Sat in your library, the quiet keeping your peace safe, you read a book Penelope had recommended you at your last meeting. Except your peace was no longer safe once your lady maid entered saying you've got a visitor.

Letting your head fall back with a groan as he enters, you decide if he is going to interrupt your peace it's only fair to yourself to speak without filtration.

"Lady Y/L/N, you look stunning as always," He greets you with flattery. How shallow.

"Enough with the pleasantries. Say what you really want so I can ask you to leave."

How that comment brings a smirk to his face you will never understand, but you still find yourself trying to.

"I called upon you to inquire if you'd put any thought into our discussion from the other night. Have you?"

Yes. The simplest answer is yes you have. Unwanted thoughts of your husband and him in your bed beside you had plagued your mind for the past three nights.

He can never know. "I haven't, I try not to think about you ever."

"I can't say I'm surprised you have to try, how much effort does it take Y/N?" You could scream with frustration, at his smug face.

"Very little, and when I do I think of how you are nothing but a liar, a con even," Had you taken a step closer or had he? If you weren't sure before, you're sure now as he takes a step towards you, sealing the space.

"I know you want to know what it feels like Y/N. Let us show you."

A shiver ran up your spine. You weren't cold in the least bit. Nothing about this is helping your decision not to give in.

"Just think of it," He swiftly moved behind you, not enough to have your bodies touching, but you could feel the proximity. His fingers sweep the hair over your shoulder before leaning in close to your ear, "Henry in front of you, taking such good care of you... and myself behind you, just like this, giving you everything you didn't know you could have."

The breath from his mouth hot on your neck had your chest rising up and down rapidly, desperate for air, possibly for more. You just couldn't let yourself give in..

But what if you didn't have to?

"You want to show me you can handle this?" Your head turns towards his ever so slightly, enough so you still can't look in his eyes. "Sit on the sofa."

"Is this how you are with Henry? Telling him how to please you?" He does as you say, sitting where you were moments ago.

"Remove your coat," Again, simple and effective. He was eager like those puppies you hear about from the palace, doing so quickly. "Good," you stand between his legs, lifting his chin to see your face, "Change my mind."

The directions were clear, all he had to do was give her a reason to give in, this way it wasn't all on her own accord.

His hands found your thighs down underneath your skirt, slowing caressing each with a gentle touch.

"How far am I allowed to take this?"

"Plan on taking advantage of me once more?"

"More like seizing the opportunities given to me."

"I'll tell if and when to stop."

And with that his lips find yours and he is not gentle. With one hand resting on the inside of your thigh, another is brought up to grasp your neck pulling you down to meet him. To keep you there.

You didn't want to admit the fact you couldn't pull away if you tried. He was absolutely delicious, Julia hadn't a clue.

The hand on your thigh slides up to rest on your hip, but his hands are so large, his thumb finds your bundle of nerves, the cloth covering it growing damper by the second. There was no hiding your curiosities now.

"Look how wet you are for me. Someone besides your husband, such a good little whore for me aren't you?" Your cheeks were red hot, his lips making their way down the pulse on your throat. "Say it for me sweetheart."

"P-Pardon?"

"Oh, always so polite. Say your a good little whore for me Y/N, you can do it, use your words," between his lips moving down your collar bone to your decolletage, and with his thumb creating friction beneath your skirt you weren't sure if you could.

Stutters leave your tongue before you can gather enough air to try, "I'm a- s-such a good wh-" a gasp interrupts you as he applies more pressure to your clit, "whore! such a good whore for you-"

"Fantastic sweetheart, very good," leaving kisses across your chest he looks up at you with a mischievous glimmer. His thumb holds steady pressure and pace against your core, you can't fight the urge to roll against him, a moan escaping you.

"Yes that's it, let yourself go... you're going to use my hand to please yourself and finish, do you understand? Look at me," His gaze is so intense it draws more sounds out of you, "Do you understand Y/N?"

All you could do is nod with your words being greedily stolen from you. You whine as he pulls his thumb away, only momentarily so he can slide his hand under your garments.

"Would you like to come on my hand darling?"

"Yes- Benedict please, I need more," The plea felt unnatural coming from your lips but you meant every word.

"Has Henry ever used his fingers inside of you?"

"Benedict please-"

"Answer the question sweetheart."

You nod hurriedly trying desperately to get his hand back to your needy, throbbing core. "A few times, it hasn't felt quite right..."

The sound that comes from Benedict surprises you, it's deep, guttural.

"I promise if you don't enjoy it I will cease to, but I'd like to try and please you with my fingers, please sweetheart."

"I suppose-" You where cut off by Benedict standing with you in his hold before lowering you onto the couch.

"Your tense... let me fix that for you Y/N, relax your mind and body. I'll take care of you well, I swear."

He didn't disappoint, he teased your entrance for a few moments but the second his first digit entered you it immediately felt different than every time with Henry. Better. Infinitely better.

The teasingly slow pace at which he thrusted his finger into you was the perfect adjustment, hitting spots Henry couldn't have, you'd never felt this much pleasure before.

If this is how his fingers feel...

He added a second digit stretching you out slightly, pulling more noise out of you without your consent. And you could feel satisfaction closing in on you.

Your hips meet his hand over, and over, and over again, dastardly sounds fill the air of where your bodies connect, all you needed was one more push over the edge, something to get you there.

"I can feel you Y/N, you feel the wave of pleasure, I can feel it in the way you squeeze my fingers. Go on then, let it go, I'll take good care of you don't you worry, that's it. Good girl."

His words were more than enough to finish the job.

The scream you let out was carnal, primal, new. But you couldn't control yourself. Everything Benedict Bridgerton made you feel tonight was completely brand new.

He has changed your mind most definitely.

Gently pulling his hand away from your regions, he lowers your skirt again before cleaning the mess on his hand with his own tongue.

"Delicious, I'll remember your taste until my days end... fascinating."

"Benedict..." He looks at you with something you can't quite name, "Thank you."

"I can't say it was all my pleasure," he playfully winks in your direction, "I hope I have succeeded in showing you what you deserve."

You nod, still a bit breathless, "Yes... Yes I'd say you did a fine job," You clear your throat quickly, "I will speak to Henry when he's home from business in two days time."

You swear you hear him chuckle under his breath.

"I suppose that is when I will see you again.. until then Lady Y/L/N."

There on your couch, seated where you were before all of this began, you were stunned. Speechless, maybe Benedict was rather insane to propose what he had, did that make you further gone than he was to accept?

[crazychicke]

Bridgerton moodboards: modern!au - Kathani Sharma & Anthony Bridgerton

[poisonchild1]

I’ve wanted the wardrobes from this show since 4ever! Had to appreciate these specific looks ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ

[soulari]

　 　 　⸝⸝　　✧ 　　like that . . .

[celestialangels]

"It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife"

- Jane Austen, 'Pride and Prejudice'

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