Accepting Trust - Ch. 9
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writefictionTitle: Accepting Trust
Chapter: 9 - trust IV
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Pairing: Seb/Benji
Rating: NC-17
Warning: slash chapter. don't like, don't read.
Disclaimor: Do not know or own. Purely fiction.
Summary: Benji's the punk the new kid at school learns to trust. There's an instant connection, an instant attraction. [lame summary, I know]
Previous Chapters: One+Two+Three+Four+Five+Six+Seven+Eight
Author's Note: You all must hate me for taking so long to update. I'm very sorry it's been so long. My computer's an ass. But we'll be getting a new one in the next few weeks. So maybe I'll be able to update more often and all that good stuff. If you want to bitch me out for taking so long to update, go right ahead. I don't blame you. But now, on to the story....
Comments are greatly appreciated.
CHAPTER NINE: trust IV
Benji kisses me softly. I run my hands over his back. Then he pulls away to reach into his bedside table. He comes back to me with a tube of lube. I pull the blankets over our heads and giggle. Benji laughs lightly.
"What are you doing?" he asks. I wrap my legs around his waist, sliding our cocks together. We moan deeply.
"Mmm. I don't care what you're doing," Benji says in a low gravely voice. I move my hips against his slowly. He starts to fiddle with the lube. I continue to grind against him.
Then I feel a slicked finger at my entrance. It slowly slides in and I tense up. Benji kisses my forehead.
"Relax, Baby," he whispers. I take a deep breath, forcing myself to relax. "There you go." He slides his finger in and out and it's a bit uncomfortable. I don't want to tell him it's my first time. But as he gently forces another thick digit in, I know I have to speak up.
I rest my hands on Benji's chest as tears form in the corners of my eyes.
"Benji," I whimper. He stops and looks at me.
"What is it?" he asks. I feel the tears slip from my eyes. "You're crying," he says.
"I can't do this," I whisper. His fingers slip from me. He strokes my hair.
"Are you okay?" he asks. I shake my head. "It's okay," he tells me. He kisses my tears away. "It's okay." I shake my head and push him off me.
I sit up, reaching for my clothes.
"Seb, it's okay. You don't have to leave," Benji tells me. I dress quickly.
"I have to go," I reply, tears still falling. I shove my shoes on and start for the door.
Before I can reach the door, Benji's in front of me, clad in his boxers. He gently grabs my shoulders.
"Please, Seb, don't leave," he practically begs. His hurt puppy eyes stab at my heart, but I can't stay. I wipe my nose on my wrist.
"Please, Benji, I can't do this," I tell him. "Please. Just let me leave."
"But why? Why can't you stay? We don't have to do anything," he says.
The tears come faster. I can't stand still. I'm sort of rocking from one foot to the other. I'm looking anywhere but at Benji. Then I turn to him.
"I guess I just don't trust you as much as I thought," I say, and push passed him, running from the house.
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Stay Tuned for Chapter 10!
[quiet room confessions]
Did you love it?
Did you hate it?
Let me know.
A/N: Because this was short and it's been so long since I've last updated, I'm going to post chapter 10 also. :)
Chapter: 9 - trust IV
Author:
writefictionPairing: Seb/Benji
Rating: NC-17
Warning: slash chapter. don't like, don't read.
Disclaimor: Do not know or own. Purely fiction.
Summary: Benji's the punk the new kid at school learns to trust. There's an instant connection, an instant attraction. [lame summary, I know]
Previous Chapters: One+Two+Three+Four+Five+Six+Seven+Eight
Author's Note: You all must hate me for taking so long to update. I'm very sorry it's been so long. My computer's an ass. But we'll be getting a new one in the next few weeks. So maybe I'll be able to update more often and all that good stuff. If you want to bitch me out for taking so long to update, go right ahead. I don't blame you. But now, on to the story....
Comments are greatly appreciated.
CHAPTER NINE: trust IV
Benji kisses me softly. I run my hands over his back. Then he pulls away to reach into his bedside table. He comes back to me with a tube of lube. I pull the blankets over our heads and giggle. Benji laughs lightly.
"What are you doing?" he asks. I wrap my legs around his waist, sliding our cocks together. We moan deeply.
"Mmm. I don't care what you're doing," Benji says in a low gravely voice. I move my hips against his slowly. He starts to fiddle with the lube. I continue to grind against him.
Then I feel a slicked finger at my entrance. It slowly slides in and I tense up. Benji kisses my forehead.
"Relax, Baby," he whispers. I take a deep breath, forcing myself to relax. "There you go." He slides his finger in and out and it's a bit uncomfortable. I don't want to tell him it's my first time. But as he gently forces another thick digit in, I know I have to speak up.
I rest my hands on Benji's chest as tears form in the corners of my eyes.
"Benji," I whimper. He stops and looks at me.
"What is it?" he asks. I feel the tears slip from my eyes. "You're crying," he says.
"I can't do this," I whisper. His fingers slip from me. He strokes my hair.
"Are you okay?" he asks. I shake my head. "It's okay," he tells me. He kisses my tears away. "It's okay." I shake my head and push him off me.
I sit up, reaching for my clothes.
"Seb, it's okay. You don't have to leave," Benji tells me. I dress quickly.
"I have to go," I reply, tears still falling. I shove my shoes on and start for the door.
Before I can reach the door, Benji's in front of me, clad in his boxers. He gently grabs my shoulders.
"Please, Seb, don't leave," he practically begs. His hurt puppy eyes stab at my heart, but I can't stay. I wipe my nose on my wrist.
"Please, Benji, I can't do this," I tell him. "Please. Just let me leave."
"But why? Why can't you stay? We don't have to do anything," he says.
The tears come faster. I can't stand still. I'm sort of rocking from one foot to the other. I'm looking anywhere but at Benji. Then I turn to him.
"I guess I just don't trust you as much as I thought," I say, and push passed him, running from the house.
Stay Tuned for Chapter 10!
[quiet room confessions]
Did you love it?
Did you hate it?
Let me know.
A/N: Because this was short and it's been so long since I've last updated, I'm going to post chapter 10 also. :)
