Suggested Scenario from: SlytherinGirl03

Characters and Scene:
Name: Sarah Thomas (will contain her POV)
Age: 17

Name: Ben Drowned (will contain his POV)
Age: 18 (just go with it...)

Name: Bethany Jones (Sarah's Best Friend)
Age: 16

THIS WILL CONTAIN SMUT! I WILL PUT ********* BEFORE AND AFTER THE SCENE JUST SO THE PEOPLE WHO DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE READING IT CAN STILL ENJOY THE STORY! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

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(Sarah's POV)

"Oh come on, Beth! He's hot. Look at him." I held up my phone, showing her my background image.

Bethany pushed my hand to the side, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, Sarah. You show me his picture like a thousand times a day." She rolled her eyes. "Can't you drool over a real human being, like, I don't know, Channing Tatum?"

I scrunched up my nose, making a disgusted face. Abs are a huge 'no-no' in my books. I mean, a little bit of abs were okay, but what Channing Tatum has is too much and disgusting.

"Did you get your report for Psychology done yet?" Bethany shoved her folder into her backpack.

"Nope." I groaned as I threw myself backwards on my king sized bed.

Bethany sighed, "It's due in two days, woman. Have you at least studied for midterms?"

"Nope."

"Sarah Thomas! You're going to repeat the class, again. Your parents are going to freak!" Bethany raised her voice as she stuck her hand on her hip.

"Why, Beth? Because they're both psychologists? It's not my fault I was raised by brain-pickers. The human anatomy is so much more fascinating than what's going on in a persons mind." I stated, looking back at my phone screen.

"Sarah, I wasn't saying that just because your parents are psychologists. I said that because I actually care about your grades. When your parents get back from Japan and check your grades, you know they'll tear you a new asshole." Bethany chuckled.

"Okay, okay. Stop pestering me. As soon as you leave I'll start studying. Sound fair enough?" I grumbled, staring at my blue eyed friend.

"Right, 'study'." She held up two fingers on each and and bounced them up and down. "I don't think studying involves Ben Drowned, Sarah. Your social media is blown up with his pictures and you've been buying every Majora's Mask cartridge you come across on eBay. You do all of that while you're supposed to be studying."

"Quit bossing me around already and leave." I stood up and stormed over to my door.

Flinging it open, I stared at her as she left the room. Not a single word was said between us. I slammed it behind her and sat back down on my bed, pulling out my laptop.

"Some friend you are." I muttered.

I was sick of being told what to do in life. For once, I wanted to do what I wanted to do, not what everyone expected from me.

I pressed the power button and watched as the screen loaded up, revealing a picture of a blonde boy with green clothing.

I sighed and ran my fingers over the laptop screen. "The things I'd do if you were real..."

(Ben's POV)

"I am..." I responded to the girl through the screen.

Maybe it was a little stalker-ish to be watching her back. But she seems lonely lately. I already know her favorite food, her best friend's name, her parent's occupation, and most importantly, I knew how she felt about me. Okay, maybe not a little stalker-ish, this was super stalker-ish. But imagine her face if she knew I was real.

Just a few days ago, I created a fake Facebook under the name Benjamin Smith. Such a cliché last name. But she accepted it almost immediately.

I logged onto the fake Facebook account and clicked over to her profile. Her long, silky hair hung loosely around her shoulders as she was dressed up in a long, purple dress. Her colored contacts were black and red, kind of like my eyes. If she was trying to imitate a Drowned version of Zelda, she was nearly spot on. I couldn't help but chuckle every time I saw her profile picture.

What really got me was her cover photo- it was me and a long lost friend of mine, Jeff. Of course, these fangirls got on my nerves all of the time, but there was something about Sarah that really drew me towards her. When I did tap into her webcam, I feel like I gained a friend. Of course, she doesn't know that.

I clicked on the 'send message' button. With a lump in my throats and a dry mouth, I started typing swiftly on the keyboard and clicked 'enter'.

Benjamin: Hey. Are you busy tonight?

Almost immediately, Sarah began typing back.

Sarah: Uhm, no? Who is this? Do I know you.

I chuckled and typed back.

Benjamin: if i told you, you wouldn't believe me. :P

Sarah: Try me. (:

I let out a sigh as I began typing...

Benjamin: Alright... My name is Ben. You may know me as Ben Drowned.

Sarah: Bullshit xD No matter how much I want to believe Ben is real, he isn't. And I don't find it funny that you're toying with my feelings like this.

Benjamin: I told you you wouldn't believe me. I can send a picture for proof if you'd like.

Sarah: lol you can find pictures all over the Internet of him. If you're real, show up at my house in one hour. The real Ben could tap into my personal info and figure out where I live. If you're not Ben, my father has guns and I will shoot you.

Benjamin: You're aggressive (; I'll be there in an hour.

And with that, I logged off. Clicking back onto her webcam, I watched as she smiled at her laptop screen, biting at her bottom lip.

"I know what I'm going to do tonight." I grinned from behind the computer screen.

(Sarah's POV)

It's been an hour and still no sign. I kind of figured this was going to happen. I got my hopes up for some fake profile.

"I need to relax." I sighed as I walked to the bathroom in my room.

I stripped out of my black tank top, bra, jeans and panties. I turned the nozzle on the shower up as far as it would go on the hottest setting. When the steam filled the bathroom, I stepped in, letting the hot water soak my skin. A part of me was broken and hurt. I thought I was going to meet the love of my life, and it was just ripped away from me just like that.

Tears began to form in my eyes, but were lost on my face with the hot water beating on it. After a good ten minutes, I climbed out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me.

My hair hung wet and loose over my shoulders, sending chills down my spine with every drop that traveled down my back. I walked into my room, keeping my eyes on the floor.

"You're not going to shoot me, are you?"

I jumped and looked up at my bed. A skinny, pale, blonde elf was sitting on it with a grin plastered to his face. His eyes were black and red.

"How do I know you're not someone in a costume?" I took a step back, looking over at my bedroom door to the hallway.

"Will this help?" He chuckled.

I looked over at him as he disappeared in pixels, leaving nothing behind.

"Nice job, Sarah." I scolded myself. "You finally meet Ben and scare him away."

"Not quite, precious." His voice sounded from behind me.

I spun around, coming face to face with Ben.

"And how do I know you won't kill me?" I took a step back, trying to sound a little scared. Truth was, I wasn't. He wasn't intimidating.

"I suppose that is a tough one." He grinned and stepped towards me. "Not to sound creepy, but I have actually been watching you."

"You what?" I raised an eyebrow at him, holding the towel up with one hand.

"I know how bad that sounds, but I couldn't help it. Something drew me to you and I knew from the moment I saw you, I wanted you."

"Wanted me!?" I croaked.

"Not to kill, if that's what you're getting to." He chuckled and ran a hand down my bare arm, sending chills through my whole body. "I won't hurt you."

He took a step towards me and pressed his lips to mine. They were cold, but it made me feel warm on the inside. My lips slid in sync with his, growing faster and faster.

He pulled away and grinned at me, "Now, I think I remember you actually saying 'The things I'd do if you were real'."

I blushed and looked down at my towel, "Yeah, I said that." I whispered softly.

"Let's see what those things are then." He said softly as he walked over to my bed.

********SMUT********

My heart fluttered. This was my time to prove myself to him. All these years of obsessing, and this was my moment.

Ben moved my blanket to the side and walked back over to me. He placed his hand on my towel, "May I?"

I blushed softly and nodded as he removed my towel, exposing my whole body. Before I could try and cover myself out of embarrassment, he has his hands under my butt, picking me up. I closed my eyes and wrapped my legs around him and pressed my lips to his. Before I knew it, he was leaning down and laying me on the bed, crawling on top of me.

Ben pulled away and I opened my eyes, watching as he removed his hat and shirt, throwing them across the room. His chest and abdomen were pale, and thankfully his abs were the perfect tone. Ben winked at me as he grabbed the blanket and threw it over him.

His head was now between my legs, making butterflies erupt in the pit of my stomach. I let out a few breaths, feeling anxious. Soft kisses were being placed on the inside of my thighs, making me anticipate his next move. Trailing from my right mid thigh all the way down, over to my left thigh, all the way down. My hands were gripping onto my pillow gently.

He pulled back for a split second, then his cold tongue slid up my sensitive spot. I squirmed quickly, not expecting the coldness, but it was satisfying. My eyes closed and my hands gripped tighter to my pillow.

His tongue was moving slowly up and down. I began to rock my hips, urging him to go faster. I knew Ben got the hint when he started flicking his tongue around quickly. His hands were holding my thighs, squeezing them every so often. One of his hands moved, and I felt a finger near my opening.

He pulled away and kissed my thigh, "Remember how I said I won't hurt you?"

"Mhmm." I moaned in response.

"This might hurt." He warned me.

He slid a finger into an unexplored area. I let out a cry of pain, but he wasn't stopping.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, kissing my thigh repeatedly.

He began to slide his finger in and out slowly. The pain eventually faded, leaving me in complete satisfaction as he pressed his tongue back to me. Ben began pumping his finger in and out faster. The faster his finger moved, the faster his tongue did.

A feeling forced at the bottom of my stomach. My hands drifted from my pillow to his hair, and I tangled my fingers in his blonde mess.

I arched my back, moaning as I cried out, "Ben!"

The feeling was released from my body, making me feel shaky and warm. He continued licking, sending shocks through my whole body. I began to squirm away, but he wrapped his arms around my thighs, not letting me move as he continued to eat me out.

"B-b-ben! S-stop!" I cried in pleasure, still trying to squirm free.

Ben chuckled as he pulled back. He moved around under the blanket. Moving the blanket off of him, I saw he had completely stripped down out of his clothes, revealing his eight member. I clenched my jaw, feeling my cheeks grow hot as my mouth dried up.

"Can... can I try something?" I asked, staring at his dark eyes.

He nodded.

"Sit on the edge of the bed." I said softly as I moved from my spot.

Ben did what I told him to. I got up off of the bed and stood in front of him. Bending over, I pressed my lips to his. We began kissing faster and faster. His hand travels up my arm and over to my chest, where he groped my breast. I let out a moan as we continued kissing. Ben moved his hand from my breast up to the back of my neck. Gently, but forcefully, he pressed down on me, forcing me to my knees as we ended our kiss.

Now in front of me was his roughly estimated eight inch member. His hand was still on the back of my neck as he pressed me forwards. I opened my mouth, allowing entry. Twirling my tongue around on the tip, I felt his fingers scratch the back of my neck. Quickly, I pressed forward as far as I could. He let out a soft, short moan. I began rocking my head back and forth, shifting my tongue from side to side. His hand grabbed my hair and began forcing my head to move quicker, deeper.

"I can't wait any longer." I said suddenly, pulling me off of him.

I stood up and he got behind me. He put his hand on my back and bent me over onto the bed. Ben's hand tangled in my hair again, keeping my head down.

"This might hurt again, precious." He leaned over and whispered into my ear.

I felt his fingers enter my area again, spreading my wetness around. His hand left, and then I felt something else there. I bit down onto my lip as he pushed his way into me. It hurt so badly, but I wanted this. I felt his legs press against the back of mine, proving he was in all the way.

He stood up, leaving me bent over with his hand still in my hair as he began to slide back and forth. After a few, gentle thrusts, the pain went away and pleasure took over. He continued going slow, and I thought it was sweet of him to be gentle, but that just wasn't cutting it.

"Faster." I ordered, moaning.

"You sure?" He asked as he pulled back.

I slammed myself backwards, forcing him all the way inside. I then quickly pulled forward and slammed backwards again. I kept repeating it until he took over again. His hand travelled from my hair to my hips. Both hands were now on my hips, slamming me backwards. With every quick, deep entry, I'd let out a loud moan.

Ben pulled out and flipped me over onto my back. I propped myself up on my elbows and spread my legs for him to renter. As he did, he leaned forward, wrapping his arms around my abdomen. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck as he went faster and faster. He pulled his head back and looked at me before forcefully pressing his lips to mine. I kissed him back as he separated his lips and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I slid my tongue over his, moaning with every quick thrust he made.

Ben pulled his lips away from me and pressed his forehead to mine. His breaths became deep and shallow.

"Ben." I moaned, "I'm gonna-"

"Me too, precious." He quickly said back.

I threw myself backwards as he slammed himself hard into me and slowed down the speed until there was no movement. I felt him pull out and I closed my eyes. The bed next to me dipped down and I felt lips press against my forehead.

********SMUT END********

Turning towards him, I opened my eyes to see he was staring right back at me, smiling.

"Was that what you were going to do if you met me?" He chuckled.

"That and many other things." I giggled.

"Well, we can save that for next time." He said softly as he pulled me closer to him.

I was still in shock that he was real, let alone the fact that I just slept with him. And did he just say 'save that for next time'? This was something I could get used to.

I should probably start studying soon... Bethany is not going to believe this.

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*clears throat* So. That was my first ever smut o.o I hope it was alright! Thank you to SlytherinGirl03 for the request! It was pretty awesome if you ask me (haha I'm a conceited writer- I only publish things if I absolutely love what I wrote)
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