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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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They found Max waiting for them back at what remained of the cabin, his features visibly softening with relief once he caught sight of them. He didn’t ask any questions as they landed, merely hugged each of them before giving them a quick look over in case they needed immediate medical attention. When he got to Charmcaster his smile was just as warm as it had been for his grandchildren and he was twice as delicate when he probed her head for any broken bones or severe trauma.
“I can put your shoulder back in the socket but I’d feel more comfortable if we got you to a doctor proper,” He said once he took his hands away.
“Please, that won’t be necessary. There’s a spell that will fix me up, I’ll just need my… the spellbook and Gwen’s help,” Charmcaster said, giving Max a smile that was sadly lopsided thanks to the bruised half of her face.
Max reluctantly conceded to her request and then turned his attention to figuring out how to get them all back to the Rustbucket quickly. It was a long way on foot and he didn’t relish the thought of making the trip barefoot. With the Omnitrix timed out Ben couldn’t transport them either. Then his eyes fell on the hoverboard and while they wouldn’t all fit on it, he could make use of it.
“I’ll be back as soon as I can with the Rustbucket, you three don’t move,” Max said as he stepped onto the board and rose into the air.
Ben watched his grandfather disappear into the night sky before a hand on his shoulder drew his focus elsewhere. Gwen and Charmcaster were standing together, Gwen’s spellbook in Charmcaster’s hand.
“You’re going to cast the spell now?” Ben asked.
“It’s bad enough I’ll have to remember what he did to me tonight, I don’t want to spend another moment with these reminders on my flesh,” Charmcaster said, allowing a frown to mare her features further. She handed the spellbook to Gwen before reaching for Ben’s hand, entwining her fingers through his. “Ben, can I ask for your help with the spell too?”
“How can I help?” Ben asked bewilderedly even as he gave her hand a comforting squeeze.
“The spell is painful as it heals and I don’t think I’m strong enough to go through with it. I can link us together and you’ll be able to give me strength… but you’ll feel my pain as well. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes.” There was no hesitation in Ben’s voice and it made both Charmcaster and Gwen smile. Charmcaster let go of Ben’s hand to wrap her arm around him and he hugged her tightly. Charmcaster looked to Gwen over Ben’s shoulder and nodded to her.
Gwen took a nervous swallow, nodded back, and held the book near her face as she started reciting the incantation. As she spoke she drew an image into the air, two overlapping triangles that became a hexagram.
“Soris Pretium Vigoratus,” Charmcaster began to chant, the words growing louder with each repetition. A golden aura surrounded Ben and Charmcaster but Ben only had a moment to marvel at it before he and Charmcaster nearly toppled over in pain. He held onto her, keeping her on her feet as he fought the urge to double over.
He could feel Charmcaster’s dislocated arm work its way back into the socket. He wanted to cry out as the pain began to move up from his shoulder but there were fingers clasped tightly around his throat. He gasped as the pressure left his neck and then reeled as the left half of his face suddenly felt like ground beef that had been rolled in broken glass. He whimpered as the swelling and bruising in Charmcaster’s face faded away, his face felt like it was trying to rearrange itself. Finally the agony in his face faded and Ben was left trembling in Charmcaster’s arms.
She held him more firmly now that she could use both limbs and gently lowered the both of them to the ground where he sat with his back to her, resting against her. Gwen came over and sat in front of them, eyeing Ben carefully as he continued to shiver.
“Thank you Ben,” Charmcaster said softly before planting a kiss on his cheek. Ben tried to compose himself but it felt like his body had just been through the wringer and all he could do was fight the blushing of his cheeks. Even though she was just as involved with Charmcaster as he was, Gwen’s presence made him self-conscious.
Charmcaster leaned forward to whisper in his ear, “What’s wrong? Embarrassed? Or feeling guilty?”
Ben turned his head to meet her eyes, his confusion plain on his face, “What?”
“I think it’s sweet you’re upset about sharing me but that’s no reason to treat Gwen like you did,” Charmcaster said, beckoning Gwen closer with one hand. Gwen sat up on her knees and leaned forward, filling Ben’s vision. “We had a little talk just now and we both agreed that if I can share you with her then you can share me just a little bit.”
“But…” Ben tried to voice his protest, to tell them how he really felt but Gwen kept getting closer and then she was pressing her lips to his once more. He had nowhere to go and the way Charmcaster was holding him he couldn’t even struggle, not that he wanted to. Finally Ben just surrendered to the moment and kissed Gwen back, straining forward as he slid his tongue into her mouth where hers eagerly greeted him. If not for Charmcaster supporting him, Gwen would have toppled Ben over as she pressed into him with aroused abandon.
Ben was drawn in by her intense passion, freeing his arms so he could pull her closer and paw at her body. Every brush of his hands caused a moan and a quiver to shoot through Gwen’s body. He pulled away for a breath and found another pair of hands turning his head before Charmcaster’s lips were on his. She was forceful bordering on aggressive as she slid her tongue into Ben’s mouth. She kissed him as if she were trying to make up for the time they had spent apart and when she finally let him pull away he was gasping for breath.
“As much as I would love to take this further, your grandfather will be back soon,” Charmcaster said with a small smile.
Ben raised an eyebrow at her, “I thought you didn’t care about who knows,”
“There’s a difference between him knowing and finding us fucking in the woods like animals. Isn’t that right Gwen?”
Ben looked to Gwen to find her blushing furiously and nodding her agreement. She pulled away from Ben and Charmcaster, hugging herself as she turned away. She stiffened as she felt someone’s breath in her ear and glanced to see Ben standing beside her.
“That reminds me, since you spied on us you owe me a show with Charmcaster,” Ben said softly, a large grin splitting his face before Gwen spun and shoved him.
“Ugh, you’re such a jerk!” She yelled even as her blush refused to fade. Before she could begin pummeling her cousin, the blaring of a horn echoed through the woods. The Rustbucket’s lights could be seen in the distance where it had come to a stop on the shoulder of the nearby road.
Gwen roughly shoved past Ben, leaving him and Charmcaster to follow in her wake. Charmcaster grabbed Ben’s hand as they made their way to the motor-home, “Do I have a say in doing this show?”
Her words caused Ben to flush with embarrassment and he ducked his head apologetically, “I was just saying that to make her angry. I wanted her to act more like her normal self, her being all quiet and nervous was weirding me out.”
Charmcaster studied Ben out of the corner of her eye before sighing softly, “And I was beginning to think you had good instincts when it came to girls.”
Ben had to bite back a rude kneejerk remark as they reached the door of the Rustbucket. Max had turned in the driver’s seat to inspect them as they came in. His eyebrows shot up as Charmcaster stepped into the light and all signs of her injuries were gone.
“Wow, wish I had access to a spell like that back in my Plumber days, could have kept me out of the recovery ward.”
Charmcaster flashed him a smile before heading towards the back. Ben glanced around for any sign of Gwen and when he didn’t see her he moved towards the cockpit. He found her in the passenger seat across from Max, arms folded angrily and the barest hint of a frown as she stared straight ahead. Ben only spared a moment to look at her before turning to his grandfather.
“So what’s the plan now?”
“I’m going to get us as far away from this place as I can tonight. You kids should try and get some rest, it’s been a crazy day.”
“It’s okay Grandpa, I’m not tired. I’ll keep you company,” Gwen said even as she clenched her jaw to suppress a yawn.
Ben didn’t bother to fight the yawn that swept over him, merely rubbed at his eyes as he realized how tired he was now that all the action was over.
“Alright Grandpa, see you in the morning,” Ben pushed off the two seats and about faced, stretching as he made his way to the back of the Rustbucket. He found Charmcaster sitting on the side couch in the darkened rear, out of the way of oncoming lights. Her eyes opened at his approach and she patted the spot beside her, he gladly obliged by settling in beside her. “We’ll probably be in a different state by sunrise,” Ben said as he leaned into Charmcaster.
“That’s fine with me, I’ve got nowhere to be,” Charmcaster replied as she rested her head against Ben’s.
They sat in silence as the Rustbucket roared to life and chugged back onto the road. The swaying sensation was hypnotically soothing as it rocked them back and forth.
“What did you mean earlier?”
Charmcaster blinked the sleep from her eyes, “About your instincts?”
“Yeah.”
Charmcaster let out another soft sigh, “You’re still trying to think of Gwen as your cousin. The problem with that is the relationship has changed.” Charmcaster put her hand on Ben’s leg and suggestively slid it towards his crotch as she turned her head so she was whispering into his ear, “She wants you as a lover.” Her tongue played with his ear and just as her hand reached his stiffening cock she pulled away, “Not the boy who always teases her.”
Ben grunted his disapproval at her method of demonstration but considered her words heavily. “I guess I won’t be calling her a dork anymore,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair.
“That’s a good start and who knows, maybe if you keep it up you’ll get that show you wanted,” Charmcaster whispered as she nuzzled Ben’s neck. Ben smiled as she leaned into him, her hand once more moving towards his crotch.
“You know I’m not the only one who has to woo her,” Ben said, tilting his head to give her free range of his neck.
“I might not have to work as hard as you think,” Charmcaster said between kisses and nibbles at Ben’s neck. “I had her wrapped around my little finger earlier.”
Ben wanted to tell her he didn’t like her talking about Gwen like that but his mind was too busy imagining the two of them together and his erection was growing stiffer by the second. His objection disappeared completely as Charmcaster pulled his zipper down and slipped her hand inside his pants.
“Can’t make up your mind, can you?” Ben asked as she undid his pants. “First you don’t care who knows, then you don’t want Grandpa to find out, and now…”
“Now your grandfather has all of his attention focused on driving and it’s pitch black back here,” Charmcaster said as she repositioned herself so she was laying on her stomach across the couch. She eased his underwear down and wrapped her hand around the base of his cock. Ben’s fingers clenched the couch cushion as she ran her tongue along the length of his dick several times, slowly pumping his shaft as she went. Every time she reached the top she swirled her tongue around his tip teasingly.
Ben threw his head back as he began to tense, fighting the urge to cum so quickly. A soft sigh escaped him as she finally took his cock in her mouth. Charmcaster continued at her teasing pace, wrapping her lips around the tip and easing the head into her mouth. She didn’t take any more than the head, instead she sucked on it like a lollipop, using her tongue to great effect by wrestling with his cockhead.
Ben was breathing heavily as he fought to keep from moaning. He looked down at her head bobbing up and down on his cock, completely mesmerized by the sight. He reached down and gathered up her hair, holding the silver sheets out of the way so he could see her better. He shifted all of her hair to one hand and placed the freed hand gently atop her head, she was barely aware of its presence until she began to lower her head and then she found herself being pushed down further onto Ben’s cock.
Charmcaster instinctively resisted as Ben forced her another inch and a half down onto his shaft, and though he held her there she quickly realized he wasn’t trying to force her any further. She glanced up at him out of the corner of her eye and once again Ben was looking at her with a fiery passion, his eyes seemingly aglow with an inner light. She stopped trying to push herself up and he eased off her, allowing her to rise until just his head remained in her mouth. This time she allowed him to guide her down and he gently but firmly pushed her down until she had taken half his cock into her mouth. He was quick to allow her to come up but sped up the pace of her fellatio, his grip growing more firm as he pushed her down farther each time.
“Fuck!” Ben whispered as Charmcaster’s lips came to rest against the base of his cock. He held her there for a moment, drinking in sight of her before pulling her halfway off his dick and then shoving her back down. Both of his hands gripped Charmcaster’s head as he pumped her up and down faster, his whole body growing tense.
Charmcaster moaned into Ben as he finally came, forcing her head down until he was nearly smothering her against his crotch. Even though he gave her no choice she gladly swallowed every drop of cum. Ben’s hands lifted off her head as he finished coming but he discovered Charmcaster wasn’t done with him. She gripped the base of his cock and began stroking it as she pulled her head back, working more cum from Ben. It beaded up from his slit as she coaxed it from his body and then she ran her tongue over his head, licking it up with intense deliberation. She made a show of it, turning to face Ben as she displayed it on the end of her tongue before rolling it back into her mouth and swallowing.
Ben was transfixed by Charmcaster as she stared up at him with his cock growing limp in her hand. It wasn’t until the Rustbucket hit a pothole that they were jarred out of the moment, Charmcaster rising to a sitting position while Ben pulled up his pants and underwear. His eyes never left her and once he was no longer exposed he reached out for her hand, drawing her gaze back to him.
“That was amazing,” Ben said softly before leaning in and kissing her neck, Charmcaster tried not to be so pleased with herself as her lips curved upward.
“Yeah and you sure know how to treat a girl,” she said.
Ben blushed and sat back, “Sorry, I got a little carried away. Was I too rough?”
Charmcaster leaned into him, putting a hand on his chest, “Don’t worry, I like it when you’re assertive because I know when you get rough you’re not trying to hurt me.”
She tugged at Ben as she spoke, pulling him with her as she laid herself down along the length of the couch. There was just enough room for them on their sides and when the rocking of the Rustbucket threatened to dump Ben on the floor Charmcaster wrapped an arm tightly around him.
Ben was beginning to wonder if he was going to have a hard time sleeping without her beside him as his eyelids grew heavier and heavier with each passing moment. It seemed to be the case with Charmcaster as he realized she was already asleep. As he listened to her slow and steady breathing she murmured into his neck and shivered, Ben yawned as he reached for the blanket that had been covering Gwen earlier and caught a corner. He gave it a yank and let it settle over them before closing his eyes and allowing the swaying of the Rustbucket to finally lull him to sleep.

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Gwen frowned as a ray of sunlight landed on her face. She tried to roll over but found herself caught on the armrest. She opened bleary eyes and held a hand up to shield her face from the stray beam. More light was working its way into the cockpit of the Rustbucket as the sun began to climb over the horizon.
She glanced to the driver’s seat and found Max asleep. His chair was fully reclined like hers but he was still buckled in. She noted that the keys were still in the ignition before she sat up and took a proper look around. They were in a massive parking lot of some super store that was verging on mall territory. Even with the sun just coming up there were cars everywhere.
Gwen got up quietly and removed the keys from the ignition before tip-toeing to the back where she found Ben and Charmcaster still asleep. Rather than convert the couch into a bed they had squeezed together on the side cushion, a blanket tangled amongst their feet. Ben was on his back and Charmcaster slept on her side, pressed tightly against Ben. Gwen was glad Max had fallen asleep as soon as he stopped because she could only imagine his reaction to finding Ben’s head nestled between Charmcaster’s breasts. She shook her head and put a hand on Ben’s thigh to wake him when she suddenly pulled away in surprise.
Ben had an erection tenting his pants. It hadn’t been noticeable because of the way Charmcaster’s leg had been draped over Ben’s lap but when Gwen shook his leg it sprang to attention. She watched Ben and Charmcaster for any sign they might awaken before turning her attention back to Ben’s hard-on.
She tentatively reached down and grasped Ben’s dick through his pants, earning a soft moan from Ben. She bit her lip as her heart began to race. Before she realized what she was doing she had eased the zipper of his pants down and slipped her hand in. Now there was only his underwear separating them. Ben moaned some more as she began to work his cock through the fly of his tightie-whities. She froze as Ben’s head began to turn but sighed as he buried his face between Charmcaster’s breasts.
She knelt now that Ben’s cock was free, examining it closely. Her slim hand wrapped around the shaft, feeling his pulse through it. There was a musky odor that wrinkled her nose at first but as time wore on it seemed to abate until it was hardly noticeable. She gave his dick an experimental tug and watched as it stiffened further. She began to slowly pump her hand up and down, fascinated that just the sight of his throbbing erection was arousing her.
She nearly froze again as precum beaded from the slit of his cock, afraid that he was about to ejaculate all over the place. Instead she stared with rapt attention as more precum gathered and began to run down his shaft, slicking it and forcing her to tighten her grip.
She shouldn’t be doing this, but the fear and the excitement drove her on. She ought to be making Ben earn this, especially after he said she owed him a show with Charmcaster, not that she would have minded but he had done it in such a pig-headed manner that infuriated her. And yet she couldn’t stop herself as all her focus became about stroking him faster with her slippery grasp.
Her face hovered inches from Ben dick as she continued her handjob, her eyes glued to the head. She was filled with wanton wants, she wanted Ben to take her like she had seen him take Charmcaster, she wanted to see the look of ecstasy on his face as they made love, and more than anything she wanted to see him come.
She got her wish as Ben’s cock suddenly erupted, jizz splashing across her face and her eyes shutting instinctively. She could feel his dick spasm again in her hand and more cum landed on her hand. She wiped the cum from her face with her other hand and slowly opened her eyes. There was cum all over her hand and more still oozing from the tip of Ben’s cock.
It was slimy and gross and yet Gwen was filled with a perverse fascination. She smeared some between her fingers and studied it as it formed drooping strands when she pulled her fingers apart. She opened her mouth and extended her tongue as she brought a finger covered in cum closer and closer. At the last moment she found herself hesitating, Ben could wake up any second and find her like this and if that happened she would never be able to live it down.
“Taste it.”
Gwen nearly fell over in a panic as Charmcaster suddenly spoke up, raising her head so she could see Gwen clearly over Ben’s still sleeping form.
“Go on, taste it.” Her tone was somewhere between suggestion and command.
“How long have you been awake?”
“Long enough. Now. Taste. It.” There was no mistaking the command this time and Gwen’s focus shifted from Charmcaster to her cum smeared hand. Her heart was racing as she slid her fingers in her mouth, running her tongue from the tips of her digits to their bases. Salty bitterness swept across her tongue as she sucked the cum off her fingers. She grimaced as the flavor became overwhelming and made to spit it back into her hand.
“Swallow it.”
Gwen froze as Charmcaster spoke again, hesitantly turning to meet her eyes. Charmcaster fixed her with a hard stare, somehow putting on an air of commanding power despite her reclined pose. Gwen’s lips quivered as she fought a recurring urge to gag that was growing stronger by the second. Her eyes were beginning to water as she resisted her stomach’s insistence on puking. Finally she titled her head back and swallowed loudly, letting out a gasp of relief as her tongue hung from her mouth as if that could get rid of the horrible taste in her mouth.
Before she could get up to rinse out her mouth Charmcaster caught hold of her wrist. Gwen could only watch as Charmcaster brought her hand up to her mouth and slid her tongue along Gwen’s fingers. A blush crept across her face as Charmcaster sucked lewdly on one finger at a time. When she was done Gwen’s hand fell limply to her side and Charmcaster smiled up at her as she tucked Ben’s cock back into his pants. As soon as his zipper was done back up Ben began to stir and Gwen quickly and stiffly turned to march away.
She finished washing her hands and face off in the sink just as Ben stumbled out of the back, yawning and afflicted with a serious case of bedhead. Charmcaster was right behind him, watching her quietly over his shoulder.
“Where are we?” Ben asked as he squinted at the windows.
“Some mega-store, which is a good thing since we’re nearly out of food and I don’t think anyone wants crickets for breakfast,” Gwen said as she looked in the fridge.
Ben blanched at the thought of eating bugs, even on that alien island things hadn’t gotten that bad.
“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go buy some food.”
“With what money Ben?” Gwen countered. “You spent the last of the cash that Grandpa gave you on Sumo Slammers and I have just enough left to feed myself.”
“We could just ask Grandpa.”
“He just drove all night. I think you can go hungry for a little while so he can get some rest.”
Ben was about to open his mouth to keep arguing when Charmcaster spoke up, “I’ve got money.”
Ben and Gwen turned to face her with mixed expressions.
“How much?” Ben asked with excited eagerness at the same time that Gwen cautiously questioned, “From where?”
Rather than answer either of them Charmcaster took her bag from her hip and opened its mouth wide with both hands before turning it over. All manner of cash fell from her bag, bills ranging from a dollar to a hundred fell freely while stacks bound with bank wrappers landed with heavy ‘thuds’. The money kept coming until there was a small mound at their feet.
Ben and Gwen’s eyes were wide open as they stared at it all before looking up at Charmcaster. She stared at the floor, trying to fight the sense of shame that their looks filled her with.
“Charmcaster…”
Her cheeks flushed at the tone of Ben’s voice, it cut her deeply to hear him so disappointed, but for him to judge her so unfairly made her bare her teeth in outrage.
“I couldn’t steal every meal or spell component; that would have left a fairly easy trail to follow so I robbed when the opportunity presented itself. No one got hurt… much,” She finished quietly, shifting uncomfortably as she held herself with one arm.
There was quiet in the camper until Ben knelt and began picking up the individual bills and piling them together.
Gwen looked at her cousin with shocked confusion on her face, “Ben?”
“We’ll use only as much as we need to, the rest we’ll put in a donation box or something,” Ben said as he continued putting the money into more organized piles.
“But-” Gwen tried to insist.
“It’s not like we can just give it back,” Ben snapped before taking a deep breath and managing a smile as he held up some of the money. “Besides, maybe we can get something nice for Grandpa while we’re at it.”
Gwen frowned at the idea but didn’t object, instead she knelt and began helping, Charmcaster quickly joining in as well. They put most of the money into Gwen’s laptop bag once it was all organized, the bound stacks went back into Charmcaster’s pouch. After that it was a matter of minutes for each of them to freshen up and then they quietly slipped outside to begin their trek across the parking lot.
Gwen wasn’t sure if it was just her but there seemed to be an aura of nervous paranoia around them. She certainly felt like everyone who even glanced their way was eyeing them with suspicion. Charmcaster looked like she was in a similar state, constantly trying to look in every direction at once. Gwen couldn’t blame her for being nervous, she was trying to be a better person and getting caught like this wouldn’t help. Ben was the only one who appeared not to have a problem walking into a crowded store with a bag of stolen money.
As the trio made their way towards one of the stores many entrances they drew the attention of a group of teenagers who had claimed one of the outdoor café areas as their own little skate park. In truth it was Charmcaster that caught their eye and they watched her with the hunger of a pack of wolves stalking a deer. Once they disappeared inside the pack turned to their leader.
“What do you say Flip?”
A smile split the face of a seventeen year old as he brushed long blonde hair out of his face.
“Why not? Should make the day interesting.”
The others laughed and cheered as they leapt up from where they lounged and sped forward on skateboards.

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