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This…..This was EMBARASSING.

Doing adult things with her fiance was amazing and god he was talented [not that she was going to tell him that….His ego is already overinflated], and lately, he's been more…Well, she wouldn't say BEASTLY, but it's an interesting change. But back to the task at hand, which left her wrapped in one of Ben's bedsheets while he was currently in sweats, standing in front of her while talking to his roommate that apparently doesnt know how to knock.


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Things had been getting hot and heavy when his bedroom door flew open. Ben hadn’t moved that fast since ever. Abby had a bedsheet tossed over her, and he slipped on a pair of sweatpants before confronting his asinine roommate. “What the actual ******** Jack? What do you want?” Jack stuttered an apology, gapping at Abby before Ben stepped in front of him and practically growled, “What?”

“Like, I totally get it, but well…. You're loud and I gotta study so um… could you go someplace else?” Jack kind of waved his hands and looked practically everywhere else but the shirtless Ben, or the woman on his bed.

“You couldn’t have knocked for that?”

“I did! You didn’t hear me,” Jack protested but added, “Or were too preoccupied, which I get.” He tried to smirk but it disappeared at the scowl Ben was producing. “Alright, alright, I get it. No barging in when your hips deep but damn man, I know it's your room but could you please at least hold off on your carnal desires until after my test in two days?”

Ben just grunted and shoved the man out of the small closet the school called a room, it was just big enough to fit a twin mattress, a small desk, and a dresser. “Well he ruined the mood,” Ben also knew that there would be no hanky panky in the dorm that night without Jack either making it impossible… or joining in because the little SoB would be that big of a pain in the a**.


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Ruined the mood?

Abby would say so.

She sighed and stood up, letting the sheet fall off while she stretched and proceeded to get dressed. “Daddy did say that the house shouldn't take much longer, it's almost done, so this…” she gestured to the room, “Shouldn't be an issue anymore.” Officially in one of Ben's t-shirts with a belt just underneath her bust to add some fashion to it, Abby placed her hair in a high ponytail and looked at her fiance with her head tilted slightly.

“Can we go to the living room? I am hungry~”


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Ben watched as Abby got dressed, the look in his eye practically undressing her all over again. Instead he just grunted, even as he mentally contemplated murdering his roommate. “I don’t think we have much other than beer but I can always Doordash us something.” He didn’t bother dressing any further because if Jack was going to take offence to him shirtless then the a** could shove it where the sun didn’t shine. Especially since the other man interrupted his very personal time with his girl because he needed to study so he should be studying… and if he wasn’t then Ben would be going back to doing what they had been doing before being rudely interrupted.

He followed the petite blonde into the small joint living room and was once more reminded why he wasn’t really pushing back on the whole ‘house’ thing. It wasn’t trashed per se but it was definitely the domain of four guys where the TV and game consoles were the primary focus. The rest was second hand, eclectic, and other general ‘man cave’ crap like skimpy girls on the wall. Those were Richard’s while the candles were Ken’s, the third and fourth roommates. Apparently Ken just didn’t want the space to smell like BO or Axe body spray so instead they got candles and Fabreeze. “So what do you want to eat?” He asked as he checked the fridge, beer and some baking soda. Like he suspected, nothing to offer.

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The space left….Much to be desired. The candles were a nice touch but she could still smell the scent of….man. Granted, she noticed it when she first came in but her legs were wrapped around Ben's waist and his hands [those delightfully rough hands that she was NOT going to tell him about], were too busy groping her behind and kissing her for the scent to become too noticeable.

Curious, and definitely trying to avoid sitting on that couch because she doesn't know WHAT she might incur while sitting on it with no underthings on, Abby followed Ben to the kitchen, raising a delicate blonde eyebrow at the contents inside. “How do you….Survive here?” And if it's nothing but beer, how come Ben isn't….Well, sporting some sort of beer belly? Is that what it's called? “I won't be opposed to having something delivered from that place you took me for our first date? The one with the fries?”

Truth be told she's had a craving for that greasy food, she just didn't want to bring it up to Ben lest he get…Smug about it.


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Ben just smirked at his girl and shook his head, “I normally eat elsewhere. Jobsites, campus cafes," He tossed her a look that definitely promised a continuance of earlier, “you.” He closed the fridge and pulled her close, his hand drifting down her back to cup her glorious a**. It fit his palm perfectly. “Princess, you're the one who insisted on stopping by right after my classes were finished for the day.” He purred and gently nuzzled her right behind her ear even as he started to slip a hand under the short hem of the shirt-dress outfit she had put on. “Didn’t even get a chance to change before you jumped me.” More like they jumped each other but who was keeping track.

The man was more than halfway to the point of just depositing her on the miniscule counter space and finishing what they had started earlier when the dorm door slammed open and an absolute brick shithouse of a guy strolled in with a gym back in one hand a football in another. Ben shoved Abby behind him even as the new guy paused, took in the mussed figure of the girl, and practically crowed, “My man! I knew you had it in ya!”

“Will you kindly shut. The. ********. UP!” The muffled shout came from one of the four rooms. Richard, the new guy, just grinned and winked at Ben before comically leaning over to wave at Abby who was firmly behind Ben at this point. “Hiya sweet cheeks. Guessing you two are why Jack has a bat up his a**?”

This…. This was exactly why Ben never brought anyone over, let alone Abby.


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That made sense…

Abby blushed and rolled her eyes. Ben was…Talented in the oral department, but that didn't mean she wanted to hear him say it out loud. There was a squeak and a subtle bitting of her lip when he brought her close with that stupid hand of his on her rear. Wait….S-She was NOT!

The idea was just….To see the environment he stayed in since they were always at her house whenever he had the time, and while they could get away with a lot, she was sure her father wouldn't appreciate finding them mid tumble in the sheets….Again. Inevitably as his hand started to slip under the shirt she was probably going to keep, Abby focus started to drift.

“Was just curious…” she was already a little breathy, tilting her head to the side to give more to nuzzle….

Then there was a slamming of the door and she was behind Ben for the second time today as a giant of a man came out loud and boisterous. “Ummmn…Hello.” She felt heat come to her cheeks and looked away, messing with her long blonde hair for a bit. Now, Abby loved the fact that Ben was bigger and taller than her, but….This man…Was….BIG.

So apparently she had a type.

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“Moooooooovvvvvveeeeeeee, Richard you're in the way,” Yet another voice joined in the fray and this time a golden sunshine of a guy came bouncing in after squeezing his way past the wide backside of the footballer. There was a split second of surprised silence before the blonde himbo, for that was what he was, bounced over and instantly stuck his hand out. “Hi, I’m Ken! It is so nice to meet you! You must be his fiance!” Ken introduced himself to Abby, disregarding Ben who glowered down at him, but just barely since he was only a few inches shorter. Sadly out of all the men in the apartment, by height it went Richard, Ben, Jack, then Ken… he was the shortest but he didn’t let that bother him one bit.

Ben could only groan as yet another pain in his a** appeared. This was why he spent most of his time out of his dorm room.

“Out! Get out!” The bedroom door that had been shut was flung open and Jack stood there looking even more frazzled than when he burst in on Ben and Abby earlier. “Either shut the ******** up or get the ******** out,” He hissed at the crowd in the living room.

“Awwww but I wanted to get to know the cutie.” That was Richard. “Now Jack, that isn’t nice, we have to be nice to our guest.” And Ken. “Just go study at the library you p***k.” Ben. All three males snapped back at the fourth only to have Jack glare and slam his door shut and music starting to blare. The classical s**t… nothing Ben wanted to listen to for hours on end.

“Lets get out of here Abbs. We can get food while heading to,” He paused and contemplated their options before shrugging, “Anywhere really. Anywhere is better than here right now.”


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Ben certainly had…..An interesting mixture of roommates.

Taking Ken's hand with caution, Abby gave him a light shake. “Ummmn, yes…I am. It's Nice to meet you…Erm Ken?” Of course Jack was screaming at them to shut up or get out and she had half a mind to put him in his place…Like she did at that party.

Then Richard called her a cutie…Which she cleared her throat and looked away. Oh….Classical music! Jack earned…… 00000000.1% more favor. “Okay, we can go.” She wasn't as keen on staying here either given all the…everything going on currently.


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Ben gently pushed Abby towards his room so she could put some damn pants on, and he could change as well, when Richard suggested they all go to a party at one of the frats. Ben was not at all interested, and even less so when, after Ken asked what fraternity, Richard answered listing off one of the most notorious frats on campus. Rather then Abby being subject to the two other men while changing Ben closed his bedroom door behind her and stood guard. “No way in hell will I be taking my girl to the orgy house,” He hissed at Richard.

“Awww come on, they have the best booze.”

“No, I don’t even want to let you three stooges around her, what makes you think I’ll let scores of drunk guys even lay eyes on her.” Ben denied the ‘big guy’ and looked at Ken who just shrugged.

“I’ve got nothing better to do for the night. A good party never hurts anyone.” Ken didn’t care either way, but he wasn’t going to push. “Besides, its not like we have any food here. Might as well get a free meal when you can.” He grinned before settling down on the couch.

“I refuse and you two will shut the ******** up before I sic Jack on you,” Ben warned the two before entering his room to get changed himself.

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A party?

Abby was interested in parties…

She rolled her eyes and huffed when she was all but gently pushed into the room. Well, she supposed she could get dressed proper, especially if she wanted to convince Ben to take her to this party Ken and Richard were talking about. Did this mean she would get to try more delicious grease food?! As soon as she was dressed, Ben had come in, ah! Percent timing. After putting her hair into a messy high ponytail, Abby did what she does best:

Demand.

“Ben, we're going to the party. I would like to try the food there~”


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He hadn’t even gotten the chance to pull out some jeans and a shirt before Abby, back in her Princess attire, demanded to go to the orgy.

“No.” Ben didn’t explain, he didn’t quibble, he didn’t stutter. He put up a wall and refused to budge from it even as he slipped out of his sweats and into jeans. He turned to face her even as he buttoned up his shirt and smiled, “It won't be anything different from that rooftop party from a few months ago. Besides, I thought you wanted the burgers from our first date.” He slipped up to her in his bare feet, “maybe we can recreate a few other things from that day as well.” He was thinking about that time in the parking garage, and moved to sit on his bed to put on his shoes.

He was prepared for Abby to have a fit but he also knew if she pushed it he would explain, in detail, why they wouldn’t be going to that particular house party. One of the others sure, but not there. Never there. Not her.


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No?

Abby frowned and placed her hands on her hips, “Why not? It's not like you can't be my escort or something to keep me safe. Unless you doubt yourself?” She gave him a sly grin, figuring that wasn't the case but still. “I still do want to go to that place but I am curious…You know I don't get to see much in terms of outside of my high society boringness.”


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“Because Princess I have no intention of sharing you with anyone.” Ben tied off his shoestring and stood, towering over her even as he backed her into his door. “I told you when we started this that I didn’t share and I mean it.” He leaned over her, his hands on the door and bracketing her head. “That particular party is more drugs, alcohol, and sex then it is a party. If you want to slum it I’ll take you to some other party some other time but not this one. Not this frat house.” The urge to give her an ultimatum was there but he also knew she would buck against it.

“If you want to see if you're into voyeurism that's fine, we can try it, but I draw the line at sharing you.” He paused and smirked, “But if you're ok with me enjoying other women, while you watch…” He knew she wouldn’t go for that. What sane woman would?


Ugh! He didn't HAVE to share her with anyone! What was it?! If he went in there she was suddenly going to get snatched or something?! Even with her back to the door, she looked up at her fiance with a look of defiance. “Like I've said before, it's not like YOU can't protect me….What?! If we go I'm suddenly going to be dragged into an orgy? I'd sooner rip out starseeds than go through that!” and she totally would…Sure it would be a bit of a mess to clean up, but the first idiot to breathe in her direction would lose their life.

A huff and crossing of her arms under her chest was her response to that last bit. “So…..It would be okay if I wanted to watch you with other women but watching me with other men is…Different? Bennett I might be somewhat naive, but I do not want to have an orgy with a bunch of men and you know for a fact our engagement is off if you so much as entertain that other idea. I don't want to go for sharing I just want to know what…Normal people do.”

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“Exactly,” Ben hissed, shifting slightly so he could gently, ever so gently, gripped her chin and made sure she was looking him directly in the eyes. “I don’t share. Ever. And unless either of us want to deal with a mass murder tonight I suggest you drop it. I’ll take you to a different party, one where there is drinking and dancing and crappy food but not there. Never there.” He stole her lips with his own, sealed any protest or argument the most effective way possible.

As the kiss deepened he absently wondered if it was worth continuing where they left off earlier but the muffled strains of Vivaldi through the wall belayed that thought. Finally he broke the kiss and muttered, “Come on, lets do normal people s**t.” She was going to be the death of him, he just knew it.


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Abby couldn't help but huff and sigh, blue eyes narrowing while she looked to the side. Sure, it wasn't a complete surrender, but it was as much of one as the petite blonde was willing to give. She did manage to look him in the eye for at least a second though. “Fine.” she said evenly, melting when that kiss happened upon her. It was not fair that he could just make her brain short circuit from just a damned kiss! Ugh! Total disadvantage here. Either way, at least they were going out to do ‘normal people s**t’ as Ben seemed to say.

There was a small smirk of triumph that crossed Abby’s face as Ben led her out of the dorm and probably to that monstrosity of a truck that she will NEVER get used to.

Not that she would change it in any way really.