𝐴𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛 𝐵𝑢𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑟 𝑀𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐿𝐼𝑆𝑇

This is the funniest shit I've ever read WHAT

Awh stop he's so cuuute

HE'S SO BABYYYY

He's so babyyyyy,

So excited for this trailer drop yesssss plzzzz gimmeeeeee

It's felt like we've been waiting for YEARS...

...especially since we got told he's ONLY in his Calvin's through parts of the trailer 🤭

His Girl (18+) - Gale Cleven x Nurse!Reader

A/N: finally posting the one-shot 😊 I really hope this decent or good lol.

Im trying to branch out with my smut, so this is a little different. Please let me know what you think, in case I need to improve 😅

Warning/s: office sex, p in v

Major Gale Cleven rarely got angry, he might fire up over something he was passionate about. But to get angry, hardly. The last time he got angry had to be with the British RAF men, but Curt had stepped in that time. And he loved Curt for it, and all the men under him and John. Yet tonight he could have punched the brunette for his words.

Even recalling them made Gale's blood boil. They were all sitting around at the on bases bar, talking about different topics. When their past and current conquests came up. Gale had nothing to share, he hadn’t been with a woman since he came to the base, yet there was one nurse he couldn’t keep his baby blues off. She was a sweet little thing, with a bright smile and dreamy eyes. Always swapping pleasantries with him, even when she was stressed out, she was always polite. Gale was a goner, smitten with her.

“I’m tellin’ ya” Curt's voice rose, catching the Majors attention, “she adores me! She can’t keep her hands off me!”

Most of the men rolled their eyes or sighed. “Yeah right! You're dreamin’ Curt!” One of them called, the others laughing at Curt's sputtering.

“S-she does!” Was all he could say in defence.

Gale was confused, and decided to find out who the woman was. “Who are you talking about?”

Curt looked to the Major, a dreamy look upon his face. “Nurse (L/N)”.

Hearing your surname Gale's blood ran cold. You were the woman that couldn’t keep her hands off Curt? You were seeing him? Kissing him? Doing God only knows what with the man? His blood then boiled. He sat there for a little while, Curt still talking about you to the boys. When he had had his fill, Gale made up an excuse and left the table. And out of the building. His mind racing with what Curt had been spouting.

That conversation played in his mind as he moved around the base, trying to clear his head and calm his anger. Yet neither seemed to die down. And when Gale looked up to his surroundings, he found himself to be heading for the on base Medical. To where you were. Stationed on night shift this week.

He came to stop a few meters from the doors to where you were. It was an internal battle right now with himself. He could walk away, believing Curt's words, or go in and confront you. But why? It wasn’t his place, what you did with whomever was your choice. Yet it bothered Gale. It bothered him so damn much. He liked to think its because he was worried that you would be a distraction for Curt, it would effect his work and duty. Or to protect you from the man who was wagging his tongue freely for those that would listen. Yet, deep down, Gale knew the real reason.

Gale believed it was a crush. Sweet and innocent. Him looking at you and smiling to himself. And the pleasantries in passing, with your own smile, he told himself was enough. But now, now it had to be more. Hearing Curt, Gale knew he wanted you. And only for him. He wanted your kisses, your hands on him. He wanted to whisper sweet nothing’s in your ear. And do so many unholy things to and with you. He blushed at the thoughts running through his head, yet that anger was still there.

He was about to turn and head back to his room, hoping to get himself and his anger under control, and not do anything rash. Which might have happened if he stormed into Medical. Unfortunately for him, you had just stepped outside, but not noticing him as you rolled your shoulders back and stretched. His baby blues noticing how your chest stuck out, giving him a good opportunity to assess those assets.

“Oh, Major Cleven!” You said with a surprised tone, yet your voice still sounded like music to his ears.

Gale cleared his throat. “Evening Miss (L/N)” He greeted with a touch of embarrassment, glad you didn’t seem to notice his staring. Or if you did, you ignored it.

“Are you alright Major?” You asked moving closer to him, and putting a little distance from your duty, but not far enough away you wouldn’t hear any patient calling or the phone ringing.

Gale looked confused, “I'm sorry?”

You smiled softly. “Are you alright?” You asked again. “Because you’re at Medical, sir".

He cast a look to the building behind you, before snapping out of the confusion. “Oh! I'm f-fine. I was just walking to clear my head, and wound up here...”

Your smile dropped, your eyebrows knitting together. “Did something happen?”

Now it was Gale who smiled softly. “Just boy talk back at the bar”.

You nodded. “Of course, no doubt many tall tales from that lot" and you giggled.

Gale hoped your words were right, and Curt's words had been just that, a tale. You both heard your name being called, you turned around and excused yourself, but not before inviting Gale inside, if he liked. You didn’t wait for his reply, moving quickly through the doors and disappeared from sight. Left to the silence of this part of the base, Gale contemplated leaving, and letting you do your job. But he was enjoying your presence, which was helping with his anger. Deciding against his better judgement, Gale headed inside after you.

Entering the building, he was mindful to close the door as quietly as he could. Before moving between the two dividers that housed the injured and sick behind them. Standing between them, Gale’s eyes noted in total four injured men. And you were at the furthest one, helping his leg. Stepping closer Gale watched how you checked his bandages before massaging his calf muscle. He guessed the officer got a crap, and you had helped settle it before checking the bindings of his injured leg.

When you were done you washed your hands before drying them on the white apron over your nurses dress. You both walked back the way you came, stopped on the other side of the dividers. You glanced back at the patents once more before settling back on him, a gentle smile on this damn soft red lips of yours.

“Sorry about that Major, but when duty calls, you know?” You said lowly, keeping your voice down.

He nodded. “It’s alright Miss (L/N)”, voice just as low.

You rolled your eyes, but still smiling. “Please Major, just (Y/N)”.

“Well if I am to call you by your name, you must call me Gale" he replied with a small smirk on his full lips. All the while enjoying how informal you both were being.

You felt your cheeks warm as his words and that small smirk. “S-sure, Gale...” you paused, letting his name linger on your tongue. “D-did you want to stick around for a bit?”

Hearing those words Gale nodded his head before he could properly decide, his subconscious making the decision for him. You smiled brightly before gesturing for him to follow you. You lead him to a near by office, as he entered you said you both wouldn’t bother the patients here with your chatter. Again Gale nodded as he took in the room. A couple of desks, that were covered in folders and papers. As well as a few filing cabinets, along with a closed cupboard, and two chairs, one at each desk.

“Mind the mess" you said sheepishly, “didn’t expect company". You proceeded to move paper and folders around in an attempt to tidy up a bit, but only failed due to the volume of them all.

Gale chuckled at how cute you were, and how comfortable he felt in your presence. Usually around women he found it hard to engage or be himself. But you were definitely different. You offered him one of the chairs, and he took it saying thank you. You decided to remaining standing but in the end chose to lean against the desk across from him. You both sat/leant there in silence, a very comfortable one.

You sneakily took your chance to look Gale over, admiring his dirty blonde locks, baby blue eyes and gorgeous face, with those full lips that you just knew would be cushion to kiss. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about the Major before you in a scandalous way. Wondering what those hands of his would feel like touching you, running up and down your body. Or how it would feel to kiss him and those lips of his. No doubt he’d be a take charge kind of guy. Or how that voice of his would sound low, gruffly whispering sweet nothings in your ear as he held you close, or as he took you on this desk right here, right-

“I hope you’ve been taking time for yourself, and making sure to get enough sleep, as well as eating well" Gale's voice brought you back from your thoughts.

You looked away, embarrassed to have spaced out. But it seems like the Major didn’t see you staring at him. “A-ah, yes. I-I have been...”

Gale nodded, pleased to hear that. From there you both made small talk, before it turned into a deep, warm conversation. It began with both discussing the powdered eggs, neither of you being a fan of them. From there you spoke about base life. And then you both talked about back home. Gale spoke of Casper, Wyoming and how he missed a good home cooked meal. You both laughed at the continuous mention of food.

“What about you (Y/N)? Where’s home?” He asked, sitting back in the chair, eyes focused on you.

You placed your hands on the desk, thankful that your grip couldn’t break the desk from how his gaze was making you feel. And to be fair, it was the same for Gale. Observing how you rested against the wooden piece. Soaking in how you would take a moment to think before responding to him, how your eyes looked upwards while in thought. How your shoulders slumped from how casual you were being. How your stocking clad legs were tempting him to run his hands up, and under that distracting nurses dress. Which sat above your knees in your leaning position. Gale wanted nothing more than to get up, move to you, lift you to a sitting position on the desk and nestle himself between your legs as he kissed you deeply.

“Home is San Francisco, California” you replied longingly. “I miss my parents dearly. I miss Sunday night family dinners".

Gale warmly laughed at more food talk.

“Not entirely for the food, though my mother’s roast and baked potatoes are heaven" you laughed, which sounded like bells to Gales ears. “I miss spending that time with my parents, older brother, his wife and their two children. I miss the warmth I always felt when around them...”

That sobered you both up. The realisation of where you were, and why you were here. Gale had left the little family he had to fly across the world, to fight a war that he wasn’t even sure he’d return home from. While you recall what you’d seen so far since arriving here, and imagining what you would see. You both know there was a far amount of death in your futures while this fight raged on. So having a moment to relax, chat warmly and remember why you’re there, it was a sweet moment you both could take solace in.

Gale cleared his throat. “What about your feller back home? Surely you miss him terribly”. Yes he was fishing. This was a good time to start figuring out if what Curt said was fact or fiction.

You looked at Gale in confusion, before realisation settled in. “O-oh no”.

“No you don’t miss him terribly?” He asked a little confused.

You shook your head, “I m-mean no, n-no feller back home".

Gale felt a moment of relief, but the Curt thing was still there in the back of his head. “Oh, I'm sorry. I just thought...”

You chuckled a little awkwardly but said: “it’s fine. Everyone assumes I have someone back home, when I don’t...”

“Any lucky man here on base, or in town?” He paused, before adding, “I don’t mean to pry, and I understand if you don’t wish to answer! I promise I only ask in a casual way, I won’t report anything, I promise".

Placing a hand over your mouth, you laughed at his words. Before you shook your head. “No, there’s no one right now”.

A relieved smile tugged at the orders of Gale's full lips, before he sighed. He believed you, which meant Curt had to lying. “Really there’s no one?” He pushed a little more.

Your laughter died at his question. You looked at him with a slightly sharp look. “Why do I feel like you know something I don’t know?”

Well shit. Now he’d done it. Gale sat up in his seat, casting his eyes away from you. But you continued to ask him what it was he knew. How does one tell a woman that another man had been telling his buddies how intimate the two of you had been? Though it seems like it wasn’t true.

“Major, I am waiting for an answer” You stated with a serious, and annoyed tone.

Gale would have corrected you on his name, but remained from doing so. Instead he looked back to your face, that looked fierce yet holding a touch of worry. He knew he had put his foot in his mouth by being too obvious, so now he had to inform you of the gossip.

He sighed. “(Y/N)...” Gale's tone soft, airy and light. “Tonight I heard something, involving you and...Lt Biddick” – he watched to see if you would say something, but you remained quiet – “Curt was telling the boys that, well, he was saying you can’t keep your hands off of him".

That woke you up, you sat up straight. Your eyes showing him how angry you were, yet your face remained blank. “Why that little weasel” you gritted out. “H-how dare he! I never, he never, we never!”

Gale held up a hand, a look of assurance on his face. “I figured as much...but, couldn’t be entirely sure. Sorry...”

Your face heated up, no doubt a pink to your cheeks in both anger and embarrassment. “I assure you, I’ve never done or said anything to give Lt Biddick the idea I am interested in him. I’ve been pleasant because I have to...he’s just, he’s not my type".

He was relieved to hear that. Yet, that didn’t mean your type was him. It could be any man on this base. And he felt that anger arising once more. He wanted to be the man you wanted. He wanted you.

You sighed in frustration. After all you had been leaning there stewing on the new information the Major had supplied. “I have a good mind to confront him right now".

While in this mindset you moved from your spot against the desk, and headed for the door. Even though you were meant to be on duty, you could ration stepping out for thirty minutes to chew Curt out. Gale, on the other hand, didn’t want you to risk not only getting in trouble for leaving your post, but also making a scene, even if Curt deserved it. Quickly he shot up, moving after you, and not thinking, wrapping his arms around your hostile frame as you reached the door. He proceeded to pull you back, your hand grasping the door for a moment, then slipping through your fingers, which resulted in the door closing with minimal noise.

Gale dragged you back, protesting your actions. While you argued with him. Neither noticing the position you were in, or when Gale landed back in his seat, with you in his arms and on his lap. You continued to thrash around, using some unsavoury words towards Curt.

“Let me go! I am within my rights to tell that, that low-down dirty rat off!” You gritted out, continuing to move around on Gale’s lap.

“I-I can’t let you, you don’t want to get reprimanded, do you?” He asked, trying to not enjoy this situation.

“It would be worth it to wipe that smug look off that scoundrel’s mug!” You retorted with fire.

You continued to rant and rave, jostling around on Gale's lap. Eventually slowing down till you stopped, a ragged breathing mess. That was when you noticed the situation you were in, along with a pressure up against your behind. Then it dawned on you, what that pressure was. You flushed, stammering your apologies. It took him a moment to realise himself of his arousal, and that you had noticed. Quickly his arms loosened and you took that moment to get up. You both were shocked and embarrassed. And yet, both couldn’t deny some enjoyment.

“I-I sorry Major" you stammered moving a step back toward your desk. “I-I didn’t mean to, you know”.

You turned and headed for the desk, needing space. But in that moment, maybe your red cheeks, the stammering or his need for you, something snapped in Gale. Rising to his feet, he took the few steps across the room to stand behind you, as you stood with your hands on your desk trying to calm down. Boxing you in, a hand on either side of yours on the desk, he buried his face in your neck.

“M-Major!” You squeaked from his sudden forwardness. “W-what are you doing?”

“Gale" he groaned, reminding you of his name. “I-I can’t deny it anymore, I want you, (Name). Please, say I can have you?”

The way his voice sounded in pain, and the words themselves, it hit deep in the pit of your stomach. Adding fuel to your own arousal. You have wanted Gale just as much as he wanted you, it seemed. The looks and brief exchanges between you both just adding to your schoolgirl crush for the Major. And now you could have what you wanted, and he could have what he wanted too. You both wanted the other in such an intimate way.

Feeling him shift behind you, his arousal brushing against your behind. As well as the small groan from his lips against your skin, you said; “yes Gale. I want you so much".

That was all he needed to hear. Without a second thought, Gale moved one of his large hands to cup your breast over your apron and nurse’s dress. The pressure of his hand, pressing the fabric roughly against your erect nipple brought the softest groan from your lips. His lips press against your neck, sloppy kisses that lead to a groan when grinding himself against your rear. You arched against Gale, your behind pressing more into his lower half, only causing more fire for you both.

Satisfied, for now, with fondling your breast, Gale moved his hand down to the back of your knee. His palm resting there, feeling the slight warmth of your skin threw the stocking you were wearing. His hand then ran up the back of your thigh, over the stocking, your dress moving up with its movement. You sighed from just this small action, trying to imagine of what was to come. He stopped when he found the attachment of your stocking to a garter belt, and you thought he would have undone it. But Gale had other plans, one that would surprise and arouse you further.

He moved his hand back down to behind your knee, where he swiftly lifted your leg up and to rest on the desk. With this movement your dress rose, and he made sure to push it further so it bunched at your waist. Leaning back at the sight, Gale groaned. Leg up, panties exposed and you leaning slight over the desk from his movements was a sight to see. You looked perfect, displayed perfectly for him.

“G-Gale" you stuttered in surprise and need, casting a look at him over your shoulder.

That was it. That snapped the last shred of conscious thought in him, replaced with his want and need of you. Leaning in, Gale managed to pressed a hard kiss to your lips, and another couple more while moving his hands to free himself. The moment he unzipped his pants and freed his manhood, Gale gave you a moment to stop this. Yet you didn’t say a word, not wanting this to end.

Moving your panties to the side, he ran the tip through your slick. You shuddered when it came into contact with your throbbing clit. He rubbed against it a few times, until he got a small moan from you. Gale guided himself to your entrance, before placing his hand on your thigh to ground you both as he began to push into you. This wasn’t your first time, but you had only been with a couple men. And from them you knew you were tight. Gale was finding that out himself, for as he entered you inch by inch, he had to fight it. With one final small snap of his hips, the Major was completely inside you. Taking a moment to enjoy how well you felt around him. Along with letting you adjust to his impressive size.

You sighed, content with feeling the Major inside you. And then you begged him to move, that you needed him to make you feel good. Slowly pulling out, Gale told himself he would make you feel good, you both would feel so good. Before completely removing himself, Gale thrusted back into your warm centre. Over and over, slow at first. Testing the waters. Getting a feel for your reactions to him. How you held your breath when he would enter you, and moan as he pulled out. How your head tilted down one time he went a little deeper, telling him he had found that spot within.

Leaning forward, Gale picked up his speed when thrusting. And harder as he went. Soon  finding that spot more with this angle. Soon you were a soft moaning mess, trying to not be too loud. As was Gale. Though he wanted so badly to moan and groaned your name like a roar. Though he loved this position, how good you felt wrapped around his cock, he wanted to see your face and kiss you senseless.

Swiftly he pulled out of you, you protested. But when he turned you around, lifting you onto the edge of the desk and settled between your legs, you got the picture. Hands moving to his shoulders as he lifted your legs up on his hips. Finally he re-entered you, watching how you tilted your head back in bliss. Leaning over you, Gale captured your lips in a feverish kiss, as he went back to thrusting in and out of you. Hard and fast, chasing that high from just a moment ago.

You slipped a hand to the back of the Major's head, hand grasping his hair and tugging a little. Gale pulled back from the kiss in a moan from your action. Yet never leaving you, allowing your foreheads to press together as he continued to have his way with you. With every thrust that coil in the pit of your stomach tightened, and with it you clench around Gale's cock. You were close, so close.

He lifted one of your legs a little higher, changing the angle yet again and with a few more hard, yet sloppy thrusts you finally came undone. Thankfully Gale managed to capture your lips in a forceful kiss. He swallowed the moans, claiming them for himself. As you road out your orgasm, Gale finally reached his own release. A couple more sharp thrusts before settling his cock deep within you. His seed coating your inner walls. Your mouth capturing the strangled moan that left him.

The kiss finally broke, you both needing air. Gale rested his head on your shoulder, one hand on the desk and one holding up your leg. You clung to him by his head and shoulder. Neither of you believing what had just happened, but basking in the euphoria it brought. The hand in his hand ran through the locks, bringing a blissfully sigh from his lips as he nuzzled the crock of your neck.

Reluctantly, the Major moved to pull out from you. Leaving you empty and missing how good he felt there. He covered you back up with your panties, noting how his seed began to run out and could have stared as it did, before finally putting himself back in his slacks. You of course watched him, enjoying the sight. When your gazes met once more, you both smiled bashfully.

“Well, that was...something" Gale said with a small chuckle.

You nodded. “Yes, it was. But I thoroughly enjoyed it" you giggled. Reaching out for his tie and pulling him back in for a kiss.

Gale didn’t waste time, kissing you back. The kiss was open mouthed, slow and full of tongues caressing. You both know this is how it should have started, and it could next time. But how you transitioned into sex was perfect. A mix of anger, intensity, longing and want. Neither felt guilty. This was the start of something greater, you both knew it.

“Just so you know" you said softly, pulling back from the kiss. “Curt never stood a chance, I-I always fancied you, Gale".

A bright smile formed on his lips from your confession. “Good, as I’ve always fancied you too, (Name)”.

A few more quick kisses were shared before Gale finally let you down from the desk. You both straightened yourself out, laughing a few times from your activity. Gale couldn’t keep his hands off you, either holding your hips or around you as he held you close. And you were loving it, but you both had to get back to reality and what was outside the office. Unwillingly Gale understood, heading for the door. But not before pausing in the open doorway, turning back to you.

“Next night I'm able to go into town, I promise I’m taking you out" he stated. “A few drinks at the pub with my best girl". And he winked.

You blushed, nodding. “Sounds perfect".

With that, Gale headed out. Noting that all injured men were asleep. Exiting the Medical bay, the late-night air felt good. The Major felt lighter, and bubbling with joy. Finally, you were his. And he looked forward to dangling you under his arm in front of Curt. A nice little screw you to the man who was telling tall tales about you. Yet, part of Gale wanted to thank the Lt. For if it wasn’t for his tale, that Gale might not have finally gotten his girl, his (Name).

Reposting the FULL GLORY of these pics

Again, I do apologise Mr Butler...

Gotta say, “what is that” is a new response to my dick

Paul: I'm going to take you out.

Feyd: Great, it's a date.

Paul: Harkonnen, I meant that as a threat.

Feyd: See you at seven.

(Insp.)

Hoping we're gonna get some absolutely FILTHY ROTTEN televangelist / cult leader smut out of this

😈🥵

Oh okay, Mister... 😳

The tattoos on his chest, his knuckles and his NECK, and the shaggy hair, you don't understanddd 🥵😩🥵😩

(I literally don't know what this movie is going to be about, but I'm fundamentally down for a mad preacher, so this is a win 💦)

Both my mans (Austin n Callum)

Looking BEAT THE FUCK UP...

and I'm here for it 🥰

First look of Callum Turner on Neuromancer tv show set

Credit: UnBoxPHD on Twitter

I just wanna rub my hands down his chest...

like a damn cat

His sparce blonde chest hair is just glorious 🥵

Also AGAIN, I love how sun-kissed he is 🥹 So prettyyyy

No but when he took it off 🥵

This is the Benny that Kathy deserved 😭😭😭

Thankyou for sending this my way @zablife you're a doll 💕

American Love Song

Benny Cross x gf reader

Summary: Benny feels he's broken his promise to protect you and begs Johnny for a second chance to right the wrongs of the past.

A/N: Inspired by "American Love Song" by Momo Boyd.

Warnings: mention of SA, mention of a weapon

"Can't let you do that," Johnny pronounced with a solemn shake of his head.

Unwilling to give up his fight, Benny gritted his teeth and asked, "Why? If you want me to give this up, you gotta tell me why, damnit!" Slamming his beer bottle against the table, he fixed the leader of the Vandals with a determined glare.

Johnny reached for the cigarettes in his pocket, taking his time to select one and light it, but Benny recognized the stall tactic of the soft spoken leader, demanding more.

"Do you have any idea what you're doin'?" Benny asked, bitterness dripping from his tongue. There had been a time he hadn't questioned anything Johnny said, believing his word gave you all protection. However, recent events proved otherwise. Now it was time to challenge the authority of Johnny's position.

"I said leave it," Johnny pushed back, the deep tremor of his voice issuing a clear warning.

But Benny couldn't, thoughts of you stumbling home in a torn dress, bleeding and shaking. Someone had to pay for what they'd done to you and he wanted to be the one to deliver justice. "My girl didn't deserve that, Johnny, and you fucking know it!" Benny pushed back, finger pointing in Johnny's direction accusingly.

Johnny responded in kind, leaning forward to shove Benny's hand from his face. "You think you got it all figured out, don'tcha?" he provoked the younger man. "You'll rough 'em up and come home a hero," he sniffed indignantly. "Well lemme tell ya somethin' hot shot, if you go back with guns blazin', they'll only do worse next time."

"Worried about your woman now?" Benny shouted back, hoping Johnny might understand the pain behind his piercing blue eyes.

Brucie placed a strong hand to Benny's shoulder, forcing him back into his seat. "He ain't sayin' it was right," the ginger haired man clarified in a soothing tone. "But you know as well as I do, they won't take no beatin' without retaliation. It'll be all of us next, specially the women."

Slumping down in his chair, Benny bit down hard on his lip, nodding in reluctant understanding.

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The roar of the bike engine signaled Benny's return, the startling sound fading into the incessant song of the crickets outside the bedroom window. You laid awake in the dark, covers pulled to your chin as you shivered despite the warm breeze pushing past the curtains.

Listening to the sound of Benny's boots thudding against the wooden floorboards beneath your head, you maintained your frozen posture. When you heard his footsteps on the stairs, your eyes slammed shut, feigning sleep so you wouldn't have to face the despair that flooded his eyes when he looked upon you.

To your great relief, he remained ignorant of the ruse, fumbling with his jeans for a moment before falling into bed next to you. The warmth of his body was undeniable as he inched closer to you, his strong arm falling over you seconds later. Despite your best effort, you stiffened at the contact, giving away the carefully crafted scene.

You heard his breath hitch before he spoke, worry seeping into his low voice as he ventured, "Didn't mean to scare ya, baby."

Giving up the pathetic charade, you turned to face him as you mumbled, "you didn't."

"S'okay," he muttered, pushing the hair from your eyes. "You don't gotta pretend with me," he whispered, thumb stroking gently along your forearm.

Feeling a lump rise in your throat, you only nodded in agreement, thankful he understood. Resting your weary cheek against the steel cage of his chest, you listened to the steady drum of his heart and the steady rhythm eventually lulled you to sleep.

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The next morning you awoke to the creak of the old dresser drawers, giving way to Benny's strong pull. Sitting up with a start, you glimpsed the light dawning over the window sill and the slight glimmer appearing on the wall.

"What have you got there?" you questioned, afraid of the answer he might give.

"Nothin'," Benny replied with dismissive shake of his head.

Glimpsing the butt of a revlover in the adjacent mirror you urged, "Don't do anything stupid because of me."

He spun around the moment he heard the words leave your trembling lips, eyes wild with fury. "I can't let it be," he confessed, eyes glistening with unshed tears.

"But you gotta, this time," you answered willfully, aware of the trouble brewing.

"I won't let 'em get away with it," he hissed, looking away to hide the emotion swelling within his chest. "Th-they gotta...p-pay for wh-what they did," he pronounced through a violent stutter.

Rushing from the bed, you slotted yourself behind him with arms hugging his waist with crushing force. Shushing him with a softness only you could posses, you felt him collapse, but only for a moment before he pitched forward in despair.

"What's wrong with my love? That you choose to give it up?" he demanded with a gulp.

"M' not," you assured him, squeezing tighter and hoping he'd understand.

"What's the matter with my heart? You decided it's not enough?" he whispered.

Pressing your cheek to your his back, you tried to quiet the insecure voices in his head. "You once told me, I'm your angel sent from up above. Let me save you from all of this," you offered in desperation.

For a moment, it had the desired effect, his body pressing back against yours in a show of surrender. It wasn't to last, the harsh jolt of the clip sliding into place that made you gasp.

"It's all gonna be okay, baby" Benny promised you, turning to face you with a look of determination. "I'm gonna make us safe again," he promised before bolting down the stairs, leaving you grief stricken on the landing.

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