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Abby sighed as she waited for Ben to show up, rolling her eyes when her father read her the riot act for the second time in a row. “Aberdeen…….I know you're annoyed by this but you need to understand.” Abby waived her hand, “Yes father I understand. What do you think this is? I am simply returning a favor and nothing more. Besides, isn't this what you wanted? I'm playing nice and giving Ben a chance.” Her mother giggled and she found it so annoying. Just what was so funny calling him by the name he chose? Ray gave his daughter a sigh but kissed the top of her head. She would understand one day he hopped. He silently gave Bennett his blessing and prayer, knowing his little Abby was way more than a handful. She was polite enough when first meeting the Keegans so he knew she understood somewhat how important this was.

Ray looked down at his watch, turning Abby to face the door. “Go on, he’s out there waiting on you. Try to have fun baby girl and don't frown so much. Bennett is a pretty interesting fellow if you try to be nice.” Abby sighed and gave both of her parents a hug, trying not to roll her eyes at her mother’s incessant giggling. “I'll be back before 11pm.” She stepped out the door, expecting to see some sort of fancy supercar, only to find…

A very big truck.

Abby looked back to her parents who simply waved at her with encouragement. Just how the hell was she supposed to get into this monster? There was simply no way she wouldn't be able to get in there without help, which is why she was looking at her father who simply shrugged, looking behind her. Abby let out an annoyed growl figuring her father expected Ben to help her in.


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Bennett turned his truck off and quickly made his way towards the front door of his date’s house, or more specifically a rather overly dressed young woman who was standing there looking peeved. “Abby,” He greeted her before turning towards her parents, “Mr. and Mrs. Evans. I’ll bring her back before you even know it.” With a nod he turned and, without actually touching her, guided her to his truck. Ever the gentleman he even opened the door for her before snickering quietly. “Need a hand up Princess?” As tempting as it was to just pick her up he figured it would be best, at least in front of her parents, to offer her assistance climbing into his truck. Most would just take the extra hand up, but Abby wasn’t most people. So he was a bit curious to see what she was going to do.

Honestly he was curious as to her reactions to everything they were going to do for their date. It would definitely be an eye opener for her that was for sure. And he would get some good laughs out of it as well. At least he would if the night went the way he figured it would.


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Ray chuckled and nodded, just happy to have someone he thinks could handle his spoiled little princess. “We’ll see you when you get back. Take care of my little girl Bennett.” There was a deadly calm to his tone with the last sentence but his eyes still twinkled while he smiled, waving and turning around with his wife to go back into the house.

Abby actually smiled, “Ben~”. She was still annoyed at the big monstrosity in front of her but she would figure out a way to get up. Her parents had already went inside and of course she dropped the nice act. “Abby. Not ‘Princess’. Otherwise you're Keegan.” The fact that she had to repeat herself again was starting to get on her nerves. Looking back at the truck she debated her options, sizing the vehicle up as if it were some sort of enemy. God if she broke a nail trying to get into this damned thing she was going to riot. Being only 5’3, she blew a stray strand of hair from her face. “No, I think I'll manage on my own Keegan.” With that said, Abby steeled herself and made her first attempt to get into the car only to not get very far due to not knowing where to grip.

Okay…..

She studied the truck one more time, finding the handles and hoisting herself up successfully. BUT, she lost her footing and slipped, thus losing her grip and falling back with a cry of frustration. If she could use a hammer, build s**t, fix said s**t, AND ride a horse, this shouldn't be any different.


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Bennett hadn’t missed the not so veiled threat from the elder Evans, not that he was concerned. His family wanted this deal just as much as theirs did so Ben would be on his best behavior. At least as so far as not doing anything to hurt the girl that is. “Oh Abbs,” He laughed when she decided to get her hackles up over being called ‘Princess’. He honestly didn’t care what she called him, “That's not why I suggested you call me Ben. But that's ok, I’ll explain it one day.” And that was a promise he was planning on keeping. Ideally sooner rather then later but he was willing to put the work in. It was always more fun that way anyway.

“Woah there,” He stepped up to catch her as she fell backwards from her little climbing attempt. “Careful. Can’t have the date end up in the ER now can we?” With her practically in his arms he just turned her around so she was facing him. “Here, let's try it my way ok?” Not that he really gave her much choice. “Put your hands on my shoulder and on the count of three, I’ll lift you up.”

“One.”

“Two.”

“Thr-” He never finished the number. Instead he lifted her up and before she likely even knew it was seated in the truck’s passenger side seat. “See? That wasn’t so hard now was it?”


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Okay this was not the scenario she pictured when falling back, and frankly, she didn't know what to think of it. The blushing woman cleared her throat, expecting him to put her down so she could try again when he chose to surprise her instead, turning her around to face him. The proximity once again made that blush deeper since it seemed like she was practically close enough to do things she was not about to think about since that was reserved for gross people like Rene whenever he was around Alex. Abby considered herself a prim and proper lady thank you. Ladies do not imagine gross stuff like what would happen if she got closer instead of looking away.

Just what was happening to her?!

She barely registered his instructions, placing her hands on his shoulders for balance apparently. He started counting and she instantly squeaked, landing softly on the passenger seat of the truck. Crossing her leg over the other, Abby huffed and looked away, looking as red as a tomato. Admittedly, she….Liked being picked up. It was hard to keep from blushing whenever Andy did it and now she had….BEN to deal with. “S-Sure….Can we leave now?” God she hoped her father didn't catch that on the security camera.

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Why was it so damn amusing to mess with her? Ben wasn’t sure but he kept his face as straight as possible, not even raising a brow when she crossed her legs before settling fully in the truck’s cab. She did know she was in a skirt right? And considering his current visual height… that might not have been the best of ideas. Not that he was complaining. “Certainly. Watch the door,” He warned as he closed it before making his way over to his side. Unlike her, he had no problems at all clamoring into the cab and once they were both strapped in, turned the truck on. The rumble of the engine sending a slight vibration through the vehicle. “Hope your ready for some of the best food in the city,” Ben said as he shifted the truck into gear and got them on their way.

He wasn’t exactly expecting the drive to be full of chatting or even general pleasantries. She had made it fairly clear that she wasn’t an overly willing participant of the whole matchmaking proposition. Not that he particularly cared. As long as she played along he was willing to put up with her Princess attitude. For now at least. But that didn’t mean Ben wasn’t glad that their drive wasn’t overly long.


The young man maneuvered the truck into the parking garage, slipping the ticket into his wallet, and easily parked the large vehicle into a spot. “Parking downtown is a nightmare so we have a bit of a walk,” Ben warned Abby before he got out of the cab and made his way to the passenger side. This time when he opened the door he held a hand out, “Careful. It's a bit of a drop. Then again I can always just help you out the same way I helped you in,” he quipped, silently hoping she would actually take him up on the offer. If only because the blush the blonde always got was just so amusing.

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Of course a giant wouldn't have a hard time getting into the giant a** truck he bought for himself. Her father did say that the Keegans owned a very prominent construction company that has been around for quite awhile. The best food in the city? Were they going to that one michelin restaurant that served the sushi she liked? They would usually go there on her birthday so it would be a real treat to go on a day outside of that. Abby was not expecting the damned monstrosity of a vehicle to vibrate. She quietly yelped, sitting ramrod straight for a second then narrowing her eyes at the dashboard as if she could kill the truck with her look alone.

Damned stupid piece of….Well she was too proper to say that one.

She wanted to ask what was up with her calling him Ben if it wasn't a preference, but decided to save that for later when they were at the restaurant. When she didn't recognize what part of the city they were in and the fact that they had to walk for a bit, Abby frowned. “Then where are we going?” If not Nanaki’s, then where? The young lady was seriously confused but since she figured Bennett wasn't going to hurt her in any way (that would be very detrimental to their little “arrangement”), perhaps she should just go with the flow and wait. When he offered to help her out of the monster, there was a literal look of debating on her face before she sighed, placing her hands on his shoulders. This brought him into her bubble again and thus she felt her face heating up, which annoyed her greatly.

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She caved quite a bit faster than he expected, at least when it came to accepting his help out of the truck. Grinning Bennett easily lifted her out of the truck, easing her onto the concrete of the garage. He had deliberately held her closer than before, moved slower, and practically pinned her between him and the truck all the while his hands were on her hips and he wasn’t really making any move to release his hold. “Now where is the fun in that,” He said quietly, waited a moment more, and let her go before stepping back.

“A date is meant to be a surprise after all,” Ben explained as he stepped around and waited to close the truck door. “You're not scared, are you Princess?”


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Okay okay okay okayyyyyy!

Abby held in a breath, then immediately looked away, clearing her throat very loudly. She was not used to her bubble being invaded this much outside of ballet, and she was starting to think it was time for some sort of diversion if she didn't want to become one of the tomatoes her mother grows in the green house. She looked back up at him, purposefully ignoring the fact that his hands were on her hips, confusion clearly showing at his last sentence, “W-What do you mean by that?” Oh great, the least she could do is talk properly. God, her grandma would have a fit.

“A date is meant to be a surprise but that doesn't mean it has to be.” She gave him a look and rolled her eyes. “No, I am not scared. It's ABBY! Ugh!” She wanted to start walking but since she didn't know where she was going…This was such an annoyance and Bennett is stupid. Deciding that there was no time like the present, she asked her question. “If you insist on calling me Princess, why do I need to call you Ben?” Her head tilted as well while she waited for his answer.


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“True,” He conceded. “A date doesn’t have to be a surprise. It's just more fun this way.” Ben offered her his arm, ever the gentleman. Once she was ready to go he started to walk, guiding them along their path. “I know your name Abby,” He assured her only to lean closer to say quietly, “Princess fits you so much better though.” And it really did. She was spoiled. Pampered. And dolled up like a royal little girl. Hell, even her coat had fur on it. A real princess. She also blushed like a pure maiden whenever he even so much as looked in her direction. If that didn’t scream ‘I belong in a fantasy tower to protect me from the big bad world’ he didn’t know what did.

But I am no knight in shining armor, he mentally noted even as he continued escorting Abby along the streets of the city, winding his way towards a particular ‘little’ eatery that would definitely make her rethink her current ensemble. “Well, for one Ben is my nickname but that's not what you mean is it?” He cocked his head and looked at her, really looked at her, before shaking it and going, “Nah! You're not ready for the answer. In time, sure, but not right now.” Of course she would understand ‘in time’. Mostly because, given the chance, he would teach her. But until then he would keep mum on it. No point in running the girl off by coming on too strong.

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Sure….Fun.

Abby raised her eyebrow, but sighed, taking the offered arm, walking right beside him. Her face perked up when he said he knew her name and even said it with the hope that he would say it more often only to huff and frown while sucking that huff right back in when he told her princess fits her better. Swallowing she looked away with a scowl at the fact that she was in fact, blushing again. “Why must you do that?” She looked up at him with a frown that was more akin to a slightly childish pout. “You did not have to get close to tell me that, my hearing is perfectly fine thank you. My vision is also 20/20.” Maybe he thought he spoke too loud? Ridiculous…

“Well obviously that's not what I meant.” She looked back at him, eyebrow raised, looking at the scenery around them. This was definitely not the area Nanaki’s was located in. A frown appeared on her face, and she did make an effort to cover a bit more of her wrists. While she was capable of preventing herself from getting robbed she’d rather not power up in front of her date. That would get messy.

What did he mean “not ready”? Abby full on looked at him, clearly insulted. “Are you implying I shouldn't know because I'm 19? I'm not a kid. I am old enough to know some things, thank you. If it's something perverted I think I would deserve to know, especially if it's concerning me.” Not to think too highly of herself, but Abby was at least aware of SOME adult things thanks to her mother. Nothing big but learning that her body can be interpreted differently depending on what she wore, and what others could be thinking. Which is why she tries not to show too much, just enough to be comfortable.


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“Do what?” He played stupid, no point in making it easy for her. Where was the fun in that? Besides, the more he kept her off balance the less likely she is to dig her heels in on this whole arranged dating thing. Honestly he figured there would have been more heel digging then there had been so far but then again maybe she was as tied to her family as he was. Honestly his favorite kind of woman was one who knew what she was doing, nice rack and even nicer a**, so when he was presented with this little doll of a girl Bennett just laughed. He laughed and laughed until he was smacked upside the head and told to suck it up. He had been told in no uncertain terms that he had to give it a real go or else there would be consequences. So Ben caved, at least so much as to meet the girl, at which point he figured it would be amusing to at least teach her a thing or two… without crossing any undesired lines that is.

But if she asked… it couldn’t be held against him right?

Bennett just chuckled, “I am quite aware that you're ‘not a kid’ Princess. Believe me on that one.” He came to a stop outside of a rather shabby looking place, and stepped away to get the door for her. “But there are also some things that can only be taught with experience. So until you're ready to walk down that path,” He gestured her to go on in, “I’ll just keep it my little secret for now.”


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If he was aware she wasn't a kid then why keep secrets?

Clearly Abby was missing something here and she did not like it one bit. But since Ben was so insistent on keeping his secret, Abby decided to drop it….For now. When she looked at the restaurant they arrived at, she stopped for a second. Was she wrong to NOT be scared?! This place looked like it would violate a healthcode violation! “Just where on Earth did you take me?” That didn't stop her from going into the restaurant, visibly less tense once she saw the inside. The owner should really work on changing the outside to make it more….Approachable. “What kind of experience are you talking about Bennett Keegan?” she crossed her arms but waited for him to tell her where to sit since she's never been in such a place before.

Nor was she used to the……Closeness of it all.

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Bennett didn’t bother to actually answer Abby, she knew what experience he was talking about even if she didn’t want to admit it. She wouldn’t be blushing so hard or so much if she didn’t have at least an inkling. Instead he just smiled and gestured her inside. The restaurant really didn’t look like much, at least from the outside. It looked like any other counter service place where a health inspector was a rare person but on the inside it was surprisingly different. It was more like a sports bar, all dark wood, booths, a small bar, and several tvs on. It was also full of some rough and tumble looking guys, most of whom turned to look at the pair who had just walked in.

He looked like one of them, if a bit more polished, but she, she looked like someone who really didn’t belong. A brow rose when Abby slid closer, his grin shifting into more of a smirk. At least she knew that she was out of place. “Here, this way,” with a hand at the small of her back Ben guided them to a booth where he urged her first before following. It boxed her in some but it also put him between her and the rest of the restaurant.

“Drinks?” Asked a waitress as she slapped down some menus. She wasn’t exactly there to chat.

“House Lager and water for her for right now,” was Ben’s reply, his voice a bit raised to be heard over the two games competing for attention. Once the waitress left he turned towards Abby and leaned closer, so she could hear him of course… it also didn’t hurt that he was distinctly in her personal space, that was just a bonus. “Their drinks are here. I would suggest going for their iced tea. It’s made in house and outside of the beer is the best they got.” He pointed out the ‘soft’ drinks, not about to even quibble over her drinking anything harder than the tea. “As for the food, go for a burger. Any of them. It’s what this place is known for.” And the reason he brought her here.


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Okay so the guys in the bar seemed pretty scary, but just this once, she was kind of glad Ben was close. Not that she was afraid that they would rob her (she would find them later, drain them dry and call Miyamoto to take their starseed for the offense), it's just the fact that it's a new setting. She even let out a small squeak when the waitress slapped down their menus, which earned a narrowing of her eyes for the offense. Water would be nice, she would really like to have some of that right now.

Abby was lost in thought, looking down at her lap when she looked over and suddenly Ben was a lot closer than he was last. Her breath caught in her throat and she scowled, that blush was apparently permanently on her face. Looking down at the menu and trying her hardest to ignore the close proximity, the smaller female nodded. “T-Tea is nice….I-I’ll take your word for it.” Why was she stumbling over her words again? Clearing her throat, she frowned. Burgers? These were burgers?! They all looked so…..Greasy. But she supposed she had no choice, so she picked what she guessed was the standard burger with fries, figuring she was going to work out extra hard in the gym at home or she would head to the studio to practice ballet and some silks dancing to get rid of the buttload of carbs she would be consuming.

“Y-You could sit across from me you know, I'm aware no one is going to hurt or harass me here.” She wriggled a bit closer to the wall to take off her jacket since she was a bit hot.


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“Nah, I’m good,” He grinned at her and backed off just slightly. No point in completely freaking her out. He didn’t exactly need her dad coming down on him like a ton of bricks, or his own father. “This way I can watch both games,” Bennett then proved that by completely ignoring Abby to watch the football games that were currently on. It wasn’t until the waitress came back to not only check his ID but to take their orders that he glanced back at Abby.

“Feeling more settled now?” He asked. “And the other side of the booth has a loose spring so I figured neither of us would want that poking us so sharing is for the best,” Ben explained the ‘real’ reason he was sharing the same side of the booth with her. It wasn’t a lie, just not the entire truth. As with many things in the world there was a combination of reasons and truths. It was just the most innocent one. One he figured she would accept without fighting him on it. “I mean, I won’t stop you if you want to sit on the spring but it might not be all that comfortable. Then again if you're still feeling crowded my lap is always open for you.” He really did smirk at her at that last comment, knowing full well she would never take him up on that offer… at least not yet. He was looking forward to the day when she would though.


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Okay so she guessed watching games was a valid answer.

Abby sat and looked around while Ben watched the sports on the screen and…Why did it bother her that he wasn't at least trying to talk to her or make her feel more comfortable in this damned weird establishment?! The thought caused her to cross her leg over the other with her arms crossed as well. Stupid sports, stupid blushing, bubble breaking, purple haired….Idiot. She was so bothered that she looked away at the wall just out of spite, legs bouncing in irritation. God she hated staying still for too long without engagement of some sort.

So when the waitress came back to take their orders, a heated glare was all she received before she told the lady what her order was. At his question, she was going to ignore the slight what?......Relief that she felt when he was talking to her again? Geezus she didn't even do this with Andy! The thought of her best friend eased her temper somewhat while she responded, “I am as settled as I will ever be….” her leg was still bouncing but at least it was in a more bored way rather than irritable. The explanation about a loose spring was perfectly sound. No, she wouldn't want to sit on a spring thank you.

But then he just HAD to add onto it.

Abby looked gobsmacked at the sheer bluntness of that offer. “E-Excuse me?” She didn't even have an insult for that one she was so….How do you combat that? Her face was once again, a nice rosy red. “Y-You are insufferable.” Which was all she could squeak out, taking the tea that was now on the table, siping quietly through the straw while she tried to calm herself and keep from fanning. Why is it always hot?!


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He laughed, a real belly laugh. He knew exactly what she was thinking, hell he meant for her to think that, but since she actually thought it indicated that she did actually feel something for him. Or at least he was getting under her skin in a rather pleasing way. After a while, and with quite a few looks, he quieted down and just grinned at Abby. “Got a dirty mind do ya?” Ben leaned closer and said quietly, “That's ok with me. Maybe you won’t have to wait too long before understanding what kind of experience I was talking about. We can always see later if you're not scared that is.” He definitely wouldn’t argue with her if she was game for a bit more skinship then the little they were already doing.

Lucky for her their food came out, both plates piled high with fries and their burgers. “Dig in,” Ben nodded towards her meal before turning his focus to his own. They really were the best burgers in the city as far as he was concerned.


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Wait what?!

Then the laugh which made her actually sink a little bit in her seat, the tips of her ears were a nice red to match her face. Oh gods did she just…..? Wait no! Isnt that what….? Abby blinked and tried to say something but her mouth would not work. She opened and closed it a couple of times then when her brain finally caught up with her she came up with a stutter, “I-I do not! That's usually what people imply when talking about that!” She's seen it happen all the time in highschool much to her dismay. Next thing she knew Ben was once again in her bubble. Abby quietly admitted to herself that maybe she was a bit curious about what he actually meant. Sure, she kinda knew and while she always thought of such things as gross….Maybe she just needed to try and see what would happen.

“I'm not scared!” She narrowed her eyes at him, lifing her head. “Besides…I bet you’ll be the one scared that I might actually be better at it then you.”

Then the food arrived and she….Wasn't sure how to go about it. Tentatively picking up a fry, Abby brought it to her mouth to try a bite, expecting mc donalds quality when she was….VERY surprised. The crispyness…The heat and just the right amount of seasoning. She finished the fry with a moan of satisfaction, her other hand holding her cheek with delight. If this was amazing….Of course she used utensils to eat a portion of the burger, she didn't want to have it dripping down on her clothing. But that first bite….Oh my lord! Abby eventually just picked up the burger delicately and took bite after bite, looking positively delighted.


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“Oh Princess,” He just shook his head, still grinning at her rather red face and knowing that she was at least thinking a certain thing. And yet she didn’t exactly pick it up when he challenged her, but she didn’t tell him no. That was a good thing and something he was definitely going to explore later. For now though the food was primary, god it was good.

She even thought so, if her moan was any indicator. A quick glance around proved that he wasn’t the only one that heard that particular sound and thought of something completely different. Once again he leaned towards her, this time though he murmured a quiet warning. “Abby, unless you want more attention then you will know what to do with right now you might want to stop vocalizing just how much you like the food. Besides, I’m starting to get a little jealous that I’m not the one making you moan like that.” He wasn't too annoyed though since he knew his chance was coming.


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Huh?

Abby blinked and looked up from her burger, swallowing and cleaning her face with a napkin before answering. “What?” She stiffened and lightly blushed at how close he was, feeling like she was in trouble when he started with her name. What? She moaned? When Ben had mentioned that he was a bit jealous that he wasn't the source of that moan thats when Abby really lost it. Her brain fried and she gave Ben a look that was torn between curiosity, mortification, and maybe just a inkling of attraction. “Y-Y-Youuuuuu…..” She tried to calm herself and her breathing, feeling way too warm. Okay maybe something was wrong with her? Was there something in the food? Yeah that had to be it. It was not the fact that up close there was a certain…..Aura about Ben that really was starting to poke at that curiosity.


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He just grinned and shifted even closer, reaching out and running a thumb over the corner of her lips. “Yes?” Ben leaned in until he was just shy of actually kissing her, “What about me?” His hazel eyes never left her blue ones even as he drifted a heartbeat closer, “Princess?” He knew exactly what he was doing when he called her that. It was both a challenge and a promise. He also silently hoped she would react the way he was hoping she would, a way that would let him explore a bit further. Then again she hadn’t exactly been overly predictable so maybe he would be wrong.


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So while her brain was saying too close, her body had the exact opposite reaction, a small pink tongue wetting her lips in anticipation. Deciding to just run on whatever this was, Abby's brows came together in a frown before whispering something very un princess-like, closing the gap to bring her lips to his. She was by no means an expert at this but if he insisted on being an insufferable person constantly invading her bubble then she would get into his to see how HE felt about it. He probably wouldn't like it or he would be thrown off that she didn't back down, which is why Abby pulled back with a triumphant grin on her face, “That's what! S-Stop calling me princess, you KNOW my name Bennett so say it.”


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He had not expected the kiss, the curse sure but not the kiss. So he hadn’t fought it, nor did he really return it all that much, but Ben did note that she wasn’t exactly fantastic at it either. Instead he just waited for her to finish, pulling back with her smug grin and returned her smile with one of his own. One that was much more wolf-like. “As you wish,” He didn’t say anything else but he did move quickly. His hand that had been cupping her cheek slid back to the base of her neck even as he returned her kiss, his tongue easing into her mouth as only an experienced french man would do. He kissed her, deeping it every second until he pulled back slightly. Unlike her he didn’t really relent, Ben nibbled on her jaw, making his way back towards her ear. At which point he murmured ever so quietly, “Finish your burger Abby. And the next time you moan it had better be because of me or I’ll have to show you how bad little girls are punished.” With that he nipped at the shell of her ear before pulling back completely.

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As prideful as she is, Abby was not expecting what happened next and it showed clearly on her face with her blue eyes wide with surprise. That surprise quickly turned into something more potent while she tried to respond back, that moan of satisfaction not exactly sounding quite the same as it did before. But then, just as quickly as the kiss started, it was over. Abby couldn't help the tiniest whine of protest, but she did hear his words in her ear and that caused her heart rate to pick up even more. She was not a little girl and opened her mouth to say as much only for a breathy “Yes Ben.” To come out of it instead. Abby turned to eat her burger, really lost in thought.

But then, ever wanting the last word she said it loud enough for him to hear, “I'm not a little girl Keegan…” of course was not paying her any attention and it bothered her once again but this time she kind of had an inkling why and while it unnerved her a bit, she figured this…. “Business Arrangement” wouldn't be so bad after all, especially now that she knew kissing wasn't as bad as it looked on the television screen.


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