‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍𝐃͟𝐑EAMWALKER。⋆˚꩜｡

benson felt his beard begin to tickle his smooth, stubbled face. he let out a soft moan during their kiss. his hands began to become more touchy, running down his torso again and fiddling with the lower hem of his shirt.

ㅤ ㅤ 〝ㅤrivers.ㅤ〞stares. ㅤ ㅤ

benson didn’t want to break away, but he did for only a moment to catch a quick breath. “manny…” he softly moaned his name as their lips were quickly reconnected again in a much more heated and passionate dance between their lips.

ㅤ ㅤ 〝ㅤno. ㅤ〞his voice says how *scared he is about showers. ㅤ ㅤ

benson wanted to be as remotely close to him as he humanely could. he scooted himself closer, leaving no room of space between the two as he allowed his tongue to deepen their kiss.

ㅤ ㅤ the touch on his shoulder makes him give a small smile. 〝ㅤsure … i will accept that.ㅤ〞 ㅤ ㅤ

as they continued to kiss one another, small moans slipped into his mouth as he allowed his hips to slightly move against him. his eyes were closed, focused on the synchronized movements of their mouths against each other.

“mm, like this?” his voice low as he would slowly begin to lean in, capturing his lips with his and moving them so slowly and sweetly against his.

benson felt a shiver up his spine as the other came even closer to him, their lips only inches apart from one another. “how?”

“mm… looks like that makes two of us,” benson said with a little chuckle. his eyes couldn’t escape the other’s gaze, only drawing him further in.

“are you now?” benson couldn’t help but tease, letting his hands trail down his chest and then his torso.

“i’m a very hard man to please,” he said with a light chuckle, letting himself settle into the other man’s touch.

“anything i want? oh, don’t tell me that,” he purred softly as he would begin to maneuver himself, allowing himself to straddle himself across his lap now.

“oh god, no. not at all. i don’t remember the last time i was able to just… slow down and close my eyes.” he chuckled lightly, letting out a hum. “is there anything in particular that you would want to do?” he let a lithe finger finger to trail up and down his arm lovingly.

“i suppose so… or maybe because i was with you.” he teased as the end credits of the movie came along the screen, resulting in a pout. “what time is it anyway? is it late? don’t want to keep you away if you have things to do.”

“guess so. don’t even remember falling asleep.” his voice slightly raspy as his head looked over to manny, giving him a loving and sleepy look.

benson startled himself awake, noticing the movie was close to being over. he groaned softly, rubbing his eyes. “…what happened?”

" not really. sounds a little sad. " he sighs, pulling the ratatouille tray closer.

ㅤ ㅤ 〝ㅤgrass.ㅤ〞looks at the window. ㅤ ㅤ