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A Charmed Life	By : GrayNeko Category: +1 through F > Ben 10 Views: 75607 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Charmcaster watched Ben’s chest rise and fall slowly in sleep, his damp hair clinging to his forehead. They had been all over each other in the shower, bringing each other to orgasm and then leisurely washing each other. Ben had booted up Gwen’s laptop and put on a movie but sleep had quickly claimed him, it seemed their coupling had worn him out more than either of them had thought. Now he slumped in the corner at the table, mouth slightly open and snoring softly.
Charmcaster had lost interest in the film without Ben’s infectious enthusiasm so now she studied her lover’s face. Ben was too young to have started developing truly masculine features but she could already tell from what his grandfather looked like that he’d have a strong jaw, he was already in the habit of setting it firmly when he felt particularly determined. She wondered if the cut on his forehead would scar. She pursed her lips thoughtfully as she reached over to brush a few strands out of the way to get a better look at it. One end just touched the middle his eyebrow and the wound raced up his head at an angle, curving ever so slightly signaling where the Shaldoth’s claws had failed to pierce his skull. If it did leave a mark she felt it would be quite striking on him, pulling his eyebrow into an ever questioning mark of disapproval.
She moved closer to Ben and leaned against him, resting her head on his chest where she could hear his heartbeat. It was slow and rhythmic, just like his breathing and she closed her eyes as the sound made her eyelids heavy. Ben mumbled and the last thing she noticed before she drifted off was his arm shifting to encompass her, holding her against him.
Charmcaster wasn’t sure how long she slept before the sound of a latch closing softly snapped her eyes open. Over the back of the seat she caught a glimpse of red hair and a moment later Gwen’s face appeared over the edge.
“Seems you’re already picking up his bad habits, like using my stuff without my permission.” Despite her words there was a definite lack of menace in Gwen’s voice and a smirk on her face.
Charmcaster eased herself off Ben and sat up, stretching her arms out before her while watching Gwen quietly. The younger girl came around to stand at the other side of the table, shutting her laptop gently. Charmcaster noted traces of dirt and bits of bark standing out against the white of Gwen pants and the faintest traces of a damp spot around the crotch. Gwen must have realized she noticed because she grabbed her laptop and held it in both hands at waist height.
“Do you really love him?”
The question caught Charmcaster so off guard she wasn’t even sure she heard it at first. She looked up at Gwen to find her blushing softly, her fingers tapping against her laptop nervously. Instead of answering her Charmcaster stood up and stretched some more, arcing her back. Just as Gwen began to seethe with impatience Charmcaster nodded towards the backroom of the Rustbucket. Gwen reluctantly followed her into the darkened area, setting her laptop on the kitchenette counter as she went.
“Well, do you?” Gwen demanded once Charmcaster stopped and turned to face her with her hands on her hips.
“How much did you see?”
Gwen’s breath hitched and her flush returned with a vengeance. Charmcaster stepped closer to her and the younger girl feared she’d be able to feel the heat coming off her body.
“What really happened on that island?” Gwen asked, desperate to change the subject in this odd turn of events.
“Take a wild guess,” Charmcaster said, running a finger along Gwen’s jaw line, realizing the strong family resemblance. Gwen pulled her face away in defiance and Charmcaster could only smirk. “He said you’d figure us out but I didn’t think it would be so quickly.” Charmcaster eyes slid towards Ben as she spoke before returning her piercing gaze to Gwen. “Did you see him go down on me? He’s very good with his tongue, and he’s a very quick learner.”
“Ben? A quick learner?” Gwen choked out as Charmcaster got even closer, leaning her face down into Gwen’s. It was suddenly hard to breath and Gwen was taking in great gulps of air.
“Oh yes, he knows just where to touch me and he’s so eager. Did you see the way he fucked me? That was the first time he put his cock in my pussy.” She emphasized every dirty word as her lips hovered teasingly over Gwen’s skin, her warm breath sending shivers down Gwen’s spine.
Gwen’s eyes were wide open as she tried not to look at anything, especially Charmcaster. Her skin was on fire and the dampness between her legs was beginning to stain her pants anew. She drew in on herself, pressing her legs together and hunching her shoulders as she tried to turn away, anything to escape her current predicament. Charmcaster was quicker and moved so she and Gwen were still face to face and nearly touching.
“I still have his cum in my ass,” Charmcaster whispered in Gwen’s ear, letting her lips brush Gwen’s earlobe. Gwen moaned softly as she took a step back and found a wall behind her.
“Wh-why are you telling me this?” Gwen managed to get out as she fought to stay on her feet, her knees were trembling and her body cried out for pleasure.
“To make you understand,” Charmcaster said as she reached up to cup Gwen’s face. If Gwen could have become any redder she would have but her cheeks already burned as if she stood before a raging inferno. “Ben is the first good thing I’ve had in my life for a long time and I won’t lose him. I love him and I won’t hide it.”
Gwen was panting as if she had run a marathon, her eyes downcast despite Charmcaster raising her face towards her own. Slowly and with a trembling hand Gwen reached up and took hold of Charmcaster’s wrist, finding the strength to pull the girl’s hand off her face. She summoned all her willpower to meet Charmcaster’s intense gaze as tears threatened to cloud her eyes.
“I… I…” Her words wouldn’t come and Charmcaster smiled slyly at the desperate look on her face, leaning into Gwen.
“Yes?”
“Wa-a-ant,” She couldn’t speak, not with Charmcaster pressing up against her, her thigh sliding between Gwen’s legs and mashing against her damp mound.
“Do you want me?” Charmcaster asked softly, her lips brushing Gwen’s for a split second before she glanced towards the front of the Rustbucket. “Or do you want him?”
It was all Gwen could do to keep from having a panic attack as she shook her head in denial of feelings she didn’t want to acknowledge. She tried to focus on her breathing like her martial arts instructor had taught her but fear and confusion and arousal were destroying any sense of calm she tried to attain.
“How did? I’m not! I just-” Gwen stammered, unable to voice a coherent thought.
“Or maybe you want us both? I won’t judge, it gets you the best of both worlds,” Charmcaster said as she ran a hand through Gwen’s hair in what could have been reassurance. It only served to make Gwen feel dirty and suddenly she found cold anger consuming all her conflicting thoughts. Charmcaster winced in surprise as Gwen’s grip on her wrist painfully tightened. Before she could do more than frown Gwen twisted her arm and spun her around, pushing her into the opposite wall.
“What?” Charmcaster managed to get out before Gwen put more pressure on her arm and forced a whimper of pain from her.
“Shut up!” Gwen hissed through clenched teeth. “You say you love Ben and then you try to toy with me like this? Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kick your ass!”
Despite having her face pressed into a wall Charmcaster smiled. “You’re taking this way too personally. You’re acting like I betrayed your friendship but there’s just one problem with that, we’d have to be friends first.”
“So what, everything you’ve said and done since you got here is a lie?”
Charmcaster rolled an eye at Gwen. “Of course not, but a couple hours and microwaved Chinese food doesn’t make us friends.”
“Well then you’re an idiot because guess what? I came back here to tell you I knew and I didn’t care and that I wanted to help you two.”
“Why?” Charmcaster demanded unbelievingly.
“Because… because when I saw you two… together, you were both so passionate and it just… seemed right,” Gwen finished rather lamely, her grip on Charmcaster’s arm slacking as she dropped her gaze. The life seemed to flow out of Charmcaster as she stepped away from the wall and turned towards the back of the Rustbucket, her head bowed and her eyes downcast. Gwen was waiting for her to say anything but silence had enveloped Charmcaster as she shuffled to the couch and sat before curling up into a ball, her eyes peeking out above her knees.
“Charmcaster?”
The older girl seemed to have shut the whole world out as she stared vacantly. Gwen inched closer, not sure what to expect from the erratic teenager. Charmcaster didn’t even glance at her as she reached the couch and cautiously sat down. Gwen had begun to fidget nervously when she heard Charmcaster mumble something.
“What?”
“I really do love him,” Charmcaster said more loudly, still staring straight ahead at nothing.
Gwen grasped her knees tightly to keep her hands from fiddling idly as she turned to face Charmcaster.
“They say love makes you do crazy things,” Gwen said in an attempt to lighten the mood. It didn’t have quite the effect she expected as Charmcaster suddenly uncurled and sat kneeling on the couch, facing Gwen.
“Do you really believe that?” Charmcaster asked as she leaned forward until she was on all fours and her face neared Gwen’s, a flush spreading across her cheeks.
Gwen nodded and opened her mouth to say more but in that instance Charmcaster pressed her lips to Gwen’s.
The lustful flames Gwen had thought extinguished burst to life once more throughout her body. Her eyes were open wide in surprise as Charmcaster kissed her but they slowly closed as the older girl slipped her tongue in Gwen’s mouth, almost seeming to entwine it around her own. Their lips parted for a brief moment as Charmcaster bore Gwen down until she was lying on her back.
From her new position Charmcaster’s hands traveled down Gwen’s body, one stopping to massage a stiffening nipple while the other moved lower to slip under Gwen and squeeze her ass cheek. Charmcaster began pressing her body into Gwen’s, forcing her thigh between Gwen’s legs again. Charmcaster moved her leg up and down, massaging Gwen’s mound and forcing a moan out of her as her legs quaked.
Gwen was helpless as Charmcaster continued to kiss and touch her. She had no time to think as Charmcaster slipped a hand under her shirt and began kneading her undeveloped breast.
“Wa-wait,” Gwen panted as Charmcaster simultaneously kissed her neck, tweaked her nipple, and worked at undoing her pants. Charmcaster pulled away from her so she could look Gwen in the eye. “W-we can’t do this.”
“You don’t want this?” Charmcaster asked with a raised eyebrow as she lifted Gwen’s shirt and took one of Gwen’s nipples in her mouth. Gwen gasped as Charmcaster swirled her tongue around the areola before flicking the nipple with her tongue. She suckled gently for a moment before pulling away with an audible ‘pop’ and looking up at Gwen with smoldering eyes.
“It’s too fast,” Gwen insisted weakly even as her hands gripped Charmcaster’s shoulders tightly. “What about Ben?”
“He can join us if you want him to but right now I just want you,” Charmcaster said as she pulled down the zipper on Gwen’s pants.
“Why?” Gwen asked breathlessly, desperate to slow Charmcaster’s advances.
Charmcaster sat back with an exasperated huff but her hands trapped Gwen in place.
“Do you want this to happen?” Charmcaster asked so bluntly that Gwen bit her lip as her cheeks turned crimson.
“I just want… need to know… before anything more happens.”
Gwen seemed so vulnerable to Charmcaster, her downcast eyes and almost constant blush was so different from the confident and quick thinking girl she thought she knew. Charmcaster reached up to stroke Gwen’s cheek and the younger girl turned her brilliant jade eyes to meet her own.
“Because you treat me just like he does. When we were stuck on that island I had lost my magic, I was almost completely useless. I thought Ben would abandon me but instead he gave me hope and stood by me. No one had ever done that for me before. I didn’t realize it until afterward but I had fallen in love with him then.”
Gwen studied Charmcaster in shocked incredulity, her mouth slightly agape at the older girl’s revelation.
“And… and you feel the same way about me?” Gwen almost couldn’t get the words out, her heart was fluttering as her breath came in shallow bursts.
Now it was Charmcaster’s turn to avert her gaze in embarrassment. “It doesn’t make any sense, does it? I’ve only ever tried to hurt you but now… Is it wrong for me to feel this way for two people after such a short a time?”
Gwen shrugged as she managed a smile. “I don’t know… but maybe we can find an answer together.”
Charmcaster looked back in time for Gwen to catch her off guard with a kiss, this time the younger girl taking the bold course of action of slipping her tongue into Charmcaster’s mouth. Charmcaster wrapped her arms around Gwen, pulling her body tight against her own.
The two of them exchanged kisses as Gwen learned how to use her tongue by practice. Gwen tried not to squeal as Charmcaster slipped a hand under Gwen pants and underwear to squeeze her ass. The older girl began kissing Gwen’s neck as her hands took up exploring Gwen’s body once more.
Charmcaster pushed and pulled at Gwen’s shirt until her chest was exposed. Gwen instinctively covered her body by crossing her arms but Charmcaster cooed at her and slipped her hands under Gwen’s arms. She circled Gwen’s nipples with her thumbs while her other fingers massaged her undeveloped breasts. Gwen stopped trying to cover herself as she writhed in pleasure, her hands instead moving to roam Charmcaster’s body.
She ran her hands through Charmcaster’s unbound pale locks, instantly jealous of the older girl’s beautiful, silky, long hair. She grabbed handfuls of it suddenly as Charmcaster delicately teased one of her nipples with her teeth and her whole body stiffened.
“You’re very sensitive,” Charmcaster purred. She shifted backwards, moving down Gwen’s body until she hovered over Gwen’s crotch. She watched Gwen’s face as she finished undoing her pants, savoring the mix of fearful anticipation and lustful wanting that painted her face. Gwen’s shoes tumbled to the floor as her pants were tugged off and then those too were dropped to the floor. Gwen found herself trembling as Charmcaster spread her legs open, exposing pale blue panties that were soaked.
Gwen wasn’t sure what to expect, having experienced her first orgasm only a little while ago, so when Charmcaster pulled her panties aside and lowered her face she found herself holding her breath apprehensively. Charmcaster’s tongue sliding inside Gwen’s folds forced the breath from her in a great burst and then it was all she could to gasp for air as the older girl sent waves of pleasure shooting through her body with her tongue and fingers.
Gwen had thought her fingers had felt good but every tease and touch from Charmcaster made that experience humdrum in comparison. She traced the edges of Gwen’s sex with her tongue as she slowly slipped the tip of a finger inside her. Charmcaster had already gotten her all worked up earlier and with fear and excitement coursing through her Gwen was on the verge. When Charmcaster began playing with her clit she was rocked by an explosive orgasm that had her whole body arching before she collapsed in a trembling heap.
Gwen lay panting as Charmcaster crawled forward, allowing the fabrics of her clothes to brush against Gwen’s bare skin. Gwen shivered as the different textures bumped and rubbed along her body, a soft moan escaping her before Charmcaster kissed her. She moaned more loudly as the older girl slid her tongue deep into Gwen’s mouth, filling it with the taste of her own juices.
Gwen sighed after Charmcaster pulled back, her silver sheets of hair draping down around them both, making it seem as if the whole world was just the two of them.
“Wow,” Gwen said breathlessly. “Is it always that amazing?”
Charmcaster smiled down at her, “Who says we’re finished? There’s something I want to try.”
Gwen bit her lip at the hungry look on Charmcaster’s face, it made her nervous but she had never felt this good before and she couldn’t deny her own appetite for more. “Okay.”
Charmcaster kissed her again before whispering a few syllables of magic and letting an ecstatic sigh escape her as she felt her magic respond, coursing through her body until it manifested on her lips as crackling purple energy. Gwen could only watch as Charmcaster brought her lips to Gwen’s taught stomach and a cool, tingling sensation began to spread out from the area. Charmcaster planted another kiss just above her navel and the tingling grew stronger, Gwen’s toes curled as she felt a cold burning all over her body.
“What…?” Her question died as Charmcaster kissed one of her nipples and the sensation increased tenfold. Gwen gasped as she came again, her head thrown back as her whole body convulsed. She wanted to go limp but whatever spell Charmcaster had cast was still raging through her body, exciting every sensitive spot at once and making them feel as if they had been rubbed with menthol.
“Earlier you asked what happened on the island, I think you deserve the whole story,” Charmcaster said before going on to relate everything that had happened to her and Ben. Gwen could only half hear her as the tension built up in her body like the incoming tide, continuously sweeping over her until she was drowning in pleasure. By the time Charmcaster finished Gwen’s mouth was open wide in a soundless cry, her pupils little more than specks in the white of her eyes. Charmcaster sat back and watched with rapt attention as Gwen’s pussy gushed with orgasm after orgasm, occasionally trailing her fingers over Gwen’s body as she writhed and seized.
“Is it as good as it looks?” Charmcaster asked Gwen, not really expecting an answer from her as she slid back down between Gwen’s legs, holding her still with a hand on either thigh. “It’s about to get even better.”
Charmcaster kissed Gwen’s clit and the girl nearly bucked out of her grasp as the last of the spell shot through her most sensitive area like a bolt of lightning. It proved too much for Gwen as euphoria crashed over her like a tidal wave and darkness claimed her. She finally went limp as she passed out though her body still experienced an occasional spasm. Charmcaster had to admit that despite her sudden enamoration with Gwen she still took a perverse pleasure from the sight of the girl squirming under her thumb.
She picked up Gwen’s pants and draped them over her legs after readjusting her panties and straightening out her limbs so she would rest more comfortably. Before she left Gwen she found a blanket and covered her with that as well, kissing her softly as she tucked her in.
Charmcaster cleaned herself up in the bathroom before making her way towards the front and Ben. The sound of heavy footsteps caused her to pause. Glancing out a window, she spied the back of Max Tennyson, unmistakable in his Hawaiian shirt. She eased the door open quietly to warn him that Ben and Gwen were asleep.
It shamed her to remember that she used to think Max was just a doddering old fool. Ben had opened her eyes since then and though he hadn’t exactly welcomed her with open arms, he had been kind and gentle when he examined her for injuries, even thanking her for looking after Ben. She had wanted to tell him how it had been the exact opposite, how good Ben had been to her, even with all their fighting, but she had felt barely half-alive just then and the words wouldn’t come.
He turned as she opened her mouth and once more her words died on her tongue. Max’s eyes, normally dark brown specks that betrayed little, were now black voids of swirling inkiness. Charmcaster took a step back and went for her bag but a fist slammed into her gut, knocking the wind from her and sending her crashing to the ground. She coughed and gagged as she tried to breathe, her hands still scrambling for her bag. Max’s foot caught her in the shoulder and pain stabbed up and down her left arm, her fingers suddenly useless as sensation died in that limb. She shielded herself with her right arm as Max’s shadow fell over her and then his hands were grabbing her roughly, pulling her to her feet despite her soft cries of pain.
Charmcaster’s eyes swam with tears but she fought them back, she knew this wasn’t really Max doing these things to her and she wasn’t going to give the person she suspected was in control of him the satisfaction of seeing her cry. Her hunch was confirmed as Max’s mouth opened and a familiar voice came out instead of his own.
“Charmcaster, I am glad to see you hale and whole,” her uncle Hex said.
Charmcaster clutched at her dislocated shoulder and frowned at the puppet Hex had made of Max.
“Uncle, is there anything I can do for you?” Her voice wavered as she forced herself to remain courteous and submissive. She tasted bile in the back of her throat from the effort.
“I think it’s time you paid me a visit,” Hex said. Charmcaster’s eyes twitched in the direction of the Rustbucket and Max’s features twisted into a sneer, an expression that seemed unnatural on his kind face. The backhand that followed made her vision swim and nearly knocked her down again. This time she looked at her uncle in surprise, cruelty was nothing new from him but this was a viciousness that unsettled her.
“If I come willingly, you will let their grandfather go.”
Max’s hand closed around her throat, forcing her to let go of her dislocated arm to grab at his arm. Hex stopped just short of choking her, leaving her to breathe shallowly as he pulled her close.
“You think to give me an order? Don’t you remember what happened the last time you tried that? Maybe you need a lesson to refresh your memory.”
Charmcaster shuddered as painful memories flooded back unbidden and for a moment, despite herself, she swore she could smell Hex’s decrepit breath even though it was Max’s body he was using. Something was wrong with him, even more than usual.
“No Uncle, but if he goes missing they will come looking for him.”
“That is something you will no longer need to concern yourself with.”
The edge to Hex’s voice sent a shiver down her spine and she realized she had to get away from him no matter what. She took as deep a breath as she could before she let go of his wrist, her right hand darting once more for her bag.
“You dare?” was all Hex said before he struck her with a balled up fist. The left half of her face felt like it had shattered, a thousand blades stabbing from her jaw up to her eye. Darkness swam at the edge of her vision and then it consumed everything as the hand around her throat tightened.

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