Ben's About to be Filling Both Leslie Voids (4/5)
Title: Ben's About to be Filling Both Leslie Voids (4/5)
Pairing: Ben/Leslie
Rating: NC-17
Part1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5
Just a few minutes later, Leslie was back and shutting the door behind her. Ben watched as she turned the lock at the handle, then slid the second lock's bar across it's track, into the slot.
In the year he'd been living with April and Andy, Ben had learned a thing or two about the value of redundancy.
"Hi."
"Hi," he answered. "Come here."
When she got on the bed, Leslie made a production of crawling up his body and settling on top of him, kissing him deeply once she reached her destination.
"Mmmmm...toothpaste," Ben responded, making her smile against his lips. While she was grinning and unsuspecting, he flipped them over so he was on top, pulling her shirt up to lick and kiss at her breasts. He listened to her moans, felt her grind against his thigh and wanted nothing more than for them both to be naked. Within a few minutes he'd gotten her shirt all the way off of her, his own jeans unbuttoned and pushed down a bit, and was working on sliding the sweat pants Leslie was wearing down her hips, all while nipping at the skin near her belly button.
"Hey, I thought I was supposed to be doing things to you, my boyfriend who I'd really, really like to fuck?"
"Yeah, but I really, really like doing this to you. So my thing is first."
Soon, both the sweatpants and her panties were off and down by the end of the bed, and Ben was licking and swirling his tongue between her spread open thighs, and within seconds she was grinding into his face. He absolutely loved this. He'd always enjoyed going down on girlfriends in the past, but all of Leslie's passion and energy was simply amazing to be in the middle of--either with his tongue, his fingers, or his dick. The noises she made and the way she pressed into him, gripped at his hair, and lost all control when he ate at her, could almost make him come.
When his fingers were wet and coated with her arousal, he got an idea. Like a really, really amazing idea--because, there was no time like the present to start experimenting with her request.
Ben slid his index finger out, swirled it around her entrance a little, picking up even more moisture and then, slowly moved it back, all the while his tongue lapped and sucked lightly at her clit. And even though her thighs were around his head he could hear her gasp. He tentatively rubbed his finger against her tighter, smaller opening. This time he heard a breathy, "Oh."
And he took that as permission to keep going.
He didn't rush it or anything, just ran his finger in a lazy little circle around in back while he went down on her in front. And he swore it felt like although she's was still pushing her hips towards his mouth, and getting more erratic at that, Leslie was also pushing down a little bit, so that she was slowly taking him in too. And it was so sexy that he groaned against her folds--practically growled into her skin.
Seconds later, when her thighs started to shake and he felt her thrusting uncontrollably against his tongue and making those cute, sexy noises she makes when she came, he gently slid his finger the rest of the way in. And because it was Leslie, and this was her idea--Ben thought it was one of the hottest things he'd ever done--pushing his finger into her ass just as she was orgasming.
He nuzzled against her as she came down, kissed her thighs, breathed in her scent while she gripped his hair and started leading him up her body.
Ben couldn't help but notice that her cheeks were just a bit flushed as she said, "Now it's time for my thing."
"Oh yeah?"
She kissed him, pushed him onto his back, pulled his jeans and boxers the rest of the way off. Then Leslie straddled his thighs easily.
"Yeah, the thing where you lay back and enjoy it while I do you. Unless you want me to..." Her eyes glanced down and settled on his rock hard cock, "Lady Bird Johnson you instead?"
Ben groaned. "First lady? Or second lady style?"
"How about first this time," Leslie suggested. "More pomp and circumstance."
"God, yes. That one," he managed to get out before she moved back and settled down between his quickly spread thighs, teasing just a bit before she leaned down and took his length in her wet, warm mouth, her hand firm around the base.
He had always been interested in government, of course, but since moving to Pawnee (and dating Leslie, specifically), Ben felt he was really starting to gain a much deeper understanding of American political history.
And really, the things Lady Bird did with her tongue would make Eleanor Roosevelt blush.
***
A few days later Ben was at City Hall, talking to Chris just outside his office, when his phone vibrated. It was a text from Leslie. He expected a message about the education brief he'd left for her but what he read...was decidedly not about education.
"Everything alright?"
"Um, yes, yeah. I just..." He gestured to his iPhone. "Trying to decipher this text from Leslie."
"Good lord," he muttered under his breath.
He needed to text back or she would keep typing things. And if she kept typing things, he would start thinking about those things. And then he would be standing in the middle of City Hall with a huge boner.
Ben looked at Chris, "I j-just need to respond to this. Um, one minute. And then we can head to lunch." He turned quickly away towards the hallway wall and started typing.
"Hey, Ben."
He turned and almost dropped his phone. His phone that was open to his Message screen with texts about anal penetration. And maybe he also made a high-pitched noise (not a scream) when he spun around and was face to face with Donna.
"Donna. Uh, Donna. Hi. Hello. What would you like?"
"Yeah. You are acting weird. I thought you were supposed to be less stressed out."
"Why--I'm not--Why would you think that?" While he spoke, his hand flew up to his forehead and he stated rubbing it in a tight little circle.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not going to be able to be at the campaign barbecue event Saturday, but I can still help with the door-to-door on Sunday."
She started to walk away, but called out, "Relax, Wyatt," over her shoulder.
His phone buzzed again.
Part 5.
Pairing: Ben/Leslie
Rating: NC-17
Part1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5
Just a few minutes later, Leslie was back and shutting the door behind her. Ben watched as she turned the lock at the handle, then slid the second lock's bar across it's track, into the slot.
In the year he'd been living with April and Andy, Ben had learned a thing or two about the value of redundancy.
"Hi."
"Hi," he answered. "Come here."
When she got on the bed, Leslie made a production of crawling up his body and settling on top of him, kissing him deeply once she reached her destination.
"Mmmmm...toothpaste," Ben responded, making her smile against his lips. While she was grinning and unsuspecting, he flipped them over so he was on top, pulling her shirt up to lick and kiss at her breasts. He listened to her moans, felt her grind against his thigh and wanted nothing more than for them both to be naked. Within a few minutes he'd gotten her shirt all the way off of her, his own jeans unbuttoned and pushed down a bit, and was working on sliding the sweat pants Leslie was wearing down her hips, all while nipping at the skin near her belly button.
"Hey, I thought I was supposed to be doing things to you, my boyfriend who I'd really, really like to fuck?"
"Yeah, but I really, really like doing this to you. So my thing is first."
Soon, both the sweatpants and her panties were off and down by the end of the bed, and Ben was licking and swirling his tongue between her spread open thighs, and within seconds she was grinding into his face. He absolutely loved this. He'd always enjoyed going down on girlfriends in the past, but all of Leslie's passion and energy was simply amazing to be in the middle of--either with his tongue, his fingers, or his dick. The noises she made and the way she pressed into him, gripped at his hair, and lost all control when he ate at her, could almost make him come.
When his fingers were wet and coated with her arousal, he got an idea. Like a really, really amazing idea--because, there was no time like the present to start experimenting with her request.
Ben slid his index finger out, swirled it around her entrance a little, picking up even more moisture and then, slowly moved it back, all the while his tongue lapped and sucked lightly at her clit. And even though her thighs were around his head he could hear her gasp. He tentatively rubbed his finger against her tighter, smaller opening. This time he heard a breathy, "Oh."
And he took that as permission to keep going.
He didn't rush it or anything, just ran his finger in a lazy little circle around in back while he went down on her in front. And he swore it felt like although she's was still pushing her hips towards his mouth, and getting more erratic at that, Leslie was also pushing down a little bit, so that she was slowly taking him in too. And it was so sexy that he groaned against her folds--practically growled into her skin.
Seconds later, when her thighs started to shake and he felt her thrusting uncontrollably against his tongue and making those cute, sexy noises she makes when she came, he gently slid his finger the rest of the way in. And because it was Leslie, and this was her idea--Ben thought it was one of the hottest things he'd ever done--pushing his finger into her ass just as she was orgasming.
He nuzzled against her as she came down, kissed her thighs, breathed in her scent while she gripped his hair and started leading him up her body.
Ben couldn't help but notice that her cheeks were just a bit flushed as she said, "Now it's time for my thing."
"Oh yeah?"
She kissed him, pushed him onto his back, pulled his jeans and boxers the rest of the way off. Then Leslie straddled his thighs easily.
"Yeah, the thing where you lay back and enjoy it while I do you. Unless you want me to..." Her eyes glanced down and settled on his rock hard cock, "Lady Bird Johnson you instead?"
Ben groaned. "First lady? Or second lady style?"
"How about first this time," Leslie suggested. "More pomp and circumstance."
"God, yes. That one," he managed to get out before she moved back and settled down between his quickly spread thighs, teasing just a bit before she leaned down and took his length in her wet, warm mouth, her hand firm around the base.
He had always been interested in government, of course, but since moving to Pawnee (and dating Leslie, specifically), Ben felt he was really starting to gain a much deeper understanding of American political history.
And really, the things Lady Bird did with her tongue would make Eleanor Roosevelt blush.
***
A few days later Ben was at City Hall, talking to Chris just outside his office, when his phone vibrated. It was a text from Leslie. He expected a message about the education brief he'd left for her but what he read...was decidedly not about education.
- Operation Purple Dragon is a GO!
"Everything alright?"
"Um, yes, yeah. I just..." He gestured to his iPhone. "Trying to decipher this text from Leslie."
- Ben?
That means I got the stuff I ordered. I gave it a code name. Because I felt weird about texting "the butt thing" or "anal penetration".
"Good lord," he muttered under his breath.
He needed to text back or she would keep typing things. And if she kept typing things, he would start thinking about those things. And then he would be standing in the middle of City Hall with a huge boner.
Ben looked at Chris, "I j-just need to respond to this. Um, one minute. And then we can head to lunch." He turned quickly away towards the hallway wall and started typing.
- Okay. Sounds good.
I'm talking with Chris. I'll get back to your later.
- Hi, honey. I'm looking forward to tonight. To Operation Purple Dragon. I like the code name! But I need to not think about that right now. Ok?
I love you.
"Hey, Ben."
He turned and almost dropped his phone. His phone that was open to his Message screen with texts about anal penetration. And maybe he also made a high-pitched noise (not a scream) when he spun around and was face to face with Donna.
"Donna. Uh, Donna. Hi. Hello. What would you like?"
"Yeah. You are acting weird. I thought you were supposed to be less stressed out."
"Why--I'm not--Why would you think that?" While he spoke, his hand flew up to his forehead and he stated rubbing it in a tight little circle.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not going to be able to be at the campaign barbecue event Saturday, but I can still help with the door-to-door on Sunday."
She started to walk away, but called out, "Relax, Wyatt," over her shoulder.
His phone buzzed again.
- Was talking w a volunteer. lol Yeah, sorry about that! See you tonight! ;-)
Love you too, babe
Part 5.