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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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Ben, Gwen, and Charmcaster had no problem finding something to eat, there were half a dozen fast-food stands within spitting distance of the entrance. Getting food without incident seemed to improve everyone’s mood; it was the first hurdle of the day and made everything seem easier once it was done.
Charmcaster was smiling behind a cup of orange juice as she glanced between Ben and Gwen. Now that they were no longer so concerned about the money there was a growing tension between the cousins Tennyson. It was clearly sexual in nature, easy to tell from the way they snuck looks at each other and fought to keep from blushing.
Charmcaster wondered how Ben would react if she told him about what she had found Gwen doing this morning. She was just beginning to come up with a plan to get the two of them alone when she noticed a lot of movement out of the corner of her eye. She turned and found nearly a dozen boys sitting at the surrounding tables. Their clothing ranged from excessively baggy to exceedingly tight, and all of them had skateboards. Her head snapped back around as someone sat down next to her.
He was several years older than her, that much was obvious at first glance. She supposed other girls might think he was handsome and the way he kept brushing his thick locks of long blonde hair out of his face suggested he thought so as well. He straddled the bench seat as he stared at her silently with dark blue eyes.
“Can we help you?” Gwen asked, her irritation obvious as she glared at the intruders.
There was no response except for the boy sitting next to Charmcaster fixing her with a smile. She thought it came too easily to him and found her dislike growing by the second.
“What do you want?” She finally asked.
The boy’s smile grew wider before he finally spoke, “Just wondering how such a pretty girl got stuck babysitting.”
The other skaters shared a laugh as Gwen’s frown tightened and Ben’s expression darkened. It was strange but seeing Ben upset because someone else was flirting with her actually endeared him to her more. She put an elbow on the table and let her head rest in her hand as she looked at the blonde skater with a bored expression.
“You’re wasting your time, loser.”
He didn’t seem put off by that in the least, “The name’s Flip and there’s nothing else I’d rather waste it on. Tell you what, you ditch the kiddies in the toy section and me and the boys will throw you a party.”
The confident look on his face told her plenty of girls had said yes in the past which made it even easier to laugh in his face, “That is the worst line I have ever heard.”
His smug smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a scowl as he angrily pushed his hair out of his face with one hand and pulled a switchblade with the other. He leaned in close with the knife as he growled, “What’s your problem bitch?”
Before anyone could react there was a flash of green light and the group of skaters jumped back as they found a mummy in their midst.
“Don’t call her that!” Ben yelled as he lunged across the table, tendrils of cloth stretching for Flip.
The teenager reacted with surprising grace, he wrapped his legs around the bench as he fell to the side, ducking under Ben easily. He lashed out with the knife as Ben passed overhead, cutting through swaths of Ben’s cloth form. Ben crumpled to the floor as he lost stability, but it lasted only for a second before he rose back up unharmed and by then the fight had broken out in earnest.
“It is too early for this,” Gwen yelled to no one in particular as she swept the legs out from under one kid and grabbed the arm of another, flipping him onto his back hard enough to knock the wind out of him. They thought she was easy prey because she wasn’t an alien like Ben or spewing magical blasts like Charmcaster but her martial prowess more than made up for that.
As the gang members kept coming at them Gwen found herself back to back with Charmcaster. Ben was still going after Flip but in his anger his swings were wild and the agile skater avoided him with ease. Flip smiled as he continued to toy with Ben by ducking and dodging around him.
“What’s wrong, freak? Are you her boyfriend or something?” Flip laughed as he spun away from Ben.
Ben’s eyes narrowed as he growled wordlessly. He grabbed hold of another table and hurled it at Flip, the desire to see that smile wiped off Flip’s face the only thing he could think about. The table careened across the food court before it caught the teenager full on and bowled him over, trapping him beneath it.
Ben turned to face the others, casting a baleful eye over them as his anger continued to burn. With their leader out of commission the rest of the gang suddenly seemed less confident. They broke like a cheap vase when Ben began weaving through them, tying up some of them and using them to clobber the others as he went.
“You better run!” Ben yelled at the ones that managed to get away. He turned to Gwen and Charmcaster, the tilt to his head and his general demeanor suggesting he was pleased with how everything turned out.
Charmcaster didn’t seem as pleased as he thought she’d be, she was frowning as she looked at the ruined food court.
“Something wrong?” Ben asked as he stepped closer to Charmcaster, setting a hand on her shoulder.
“It’s gone!”
Ben and Charmcaster both turned towards Gwen who was looking through the food court franticly.
“What’s gone?”
“My laptop bag, I can’t find it.”
Ben and Charmcaster quickly joined in the search but turned up nothing.
“One of those scumbags could have taken it,” Charmcaster mused.
“Then we need to find them right now,” Gwen said insistently.
“Because of the money?” Ben asked.
“Yes, if one of them has it and gets caught with the money the police could find out it was stolen. That could lead back to me and then Charmcaster.”
“Well, if we need to find out where these guys might go, I can think of one guy to ask,” Ben said as he made his way over to the overturned table that he had hit Flip with. He lifted the table up to unpin the jerk and was greeted with nothing but floor, Flip was nowhere to be seen.
“That’s just great,” Gwen said as she came to stand beside Ben. “How are we going to find them now, the ones you caught are unconscious.”
“We better talk and walk, looks like security is on its way,” Charmcaster said as she glanced towards the food stands where employees were making calls on store phones. Luckily the Omnitrix timed out quickly and the trio was able to disappear in the growing crowds.
“Should we split up? Maybe we could find them faster that way,” Gwen suggested.
“No, there’d be no way for us to get the others quickly enough,” Ben said as he led the way without really knowing where to go.
Charmcaster lagged behind, her head down as her mind was clouded with troubled thoughts. She tried to tell herself this whole mess wasn’t her fault but there was a nagging little voice that kept shrieking about all the things she could have done differently. She could have argued that they needed to destroy the money, or kept it all in her bag, any number of things that would have prevented this situation. She had to make this right.
“I’ll find the money.”
She had spoke so softly it took Ben and Gwen a moment to register what she had said, but when they did they stopped and looked back at her.
“On your own?” Gwen asked.
Charmcaster nodded as she dropped her gaze to avoid their questioning eyes, only to find Ben had moved to stand right in front of her, leaving her no choice but to meet his eyes.
“We do this together, there’s no reason for any of us to go it alone.”
He spoke with such a quiet intensity it sent shivers down her spine and it was all she could do to not to take him and kiss him until he saw stars. A sigh escaped her as she nodded, seemingly in acquiescence to Ben’s insistence. Ben tried to be reassuring as he smiled before taking the lead again.
“So does that mean you have a plan?” Gwen asked, leaning forward to whisper quietly in his ear. Ben’s confidence deflated a little as he acknowledged their situation.
“This place is too big to really search by foot, we could probably spend all day looking and never run into them. Not to mention we don’t even know if any of those guys are still here. I kind of figured we would look until the watch recharged and then go XLR8.”
Gwen tapped her chin pensively as she followed Ben, something he said struck a chord with her. Suddenly she grabbed Ben and Charmcaster by their hands and began pulling them along in another direction.
“Where are we going?” Charmcaster asked as she tried not to collide with anyone as Gwen weaved them through the crowds.
“To find the best view in the house.”
Ben and Charmcaster shared a confused glance before Gwen broke into a run with them in tow.

***
Philip “Flip” Nass peered around the corner cautiously, looking for any sign of those three freaks. He’d never seen anything like that before in his life and now most of his crew was out of commission. His hands bunched into fists at the thought of all his hard work being wiped out in a single morning and that was when he realized he was holding onto something.
He looked down at the bag he was holding onto, it looked like a bag for a laptop. He must have grabbed it while he was worming his way out from under the table he’d been pinned under. It didn’t feel like it had a laptop in it so he took a peek and nearly dropped it. He’d never seen this much cash in one place before, none of his crews’ jobs had ever paid off like this.
He closed the bag and looked around at the crowds going on about their business before slipping the bag over his shoulder and joining the masses. His first thought was to take off with the money, that way he wouldn’t have to split this score with anyone. Then he thought about those damn kids and how they made him and his boys look like a pack of losers. If word got out they wouldn’t be able to operate in the area anymore, other gangs would be on them like dogs on a steak.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cellphone, hitting the speed dial of one his boys he was sure he saw getting away. It rang twice before a surprised voice answered, “Flip man, is that you?”
“Yes, it’s me you worthless maggot, thanks for ditching me. How many got away?”
“Only a couple, how did you get away?”
“Flipping the situation to my favor is what I do moron. Now listen up, I want you to round up those other pussies who took off and hit up anyone who’s trying to unload a piece, tell them I can pay double what they’re selling them for if they give them to you right now. And get someone to our stash to grab those canisters we grabbed off that truck job, we’re going to throw a party for those three freaks.”

***
It didn’t take long to find the store’s security office and after Charmcaster taught Gwen a spell they were able to harmlessly take out the two guards who were monitoring the cameras.
“There’s got to be at least a hundred cameras in the clothing department alone!” Ben said he surveyed the walls of monitors while Charmcaster used her magic to bind the guards and move them to a detainment room.
“Find the cameras that watch the entrances,” Gwen said as her eyes flicked from one screen to another. Fortunately those monitors were grouped together and even though there were twelve different ways in and out on camera they didn’t see any of the gang members.
"Where are they?" Charmcaster said with a sense of urgency though she didn't direct the question at anyone in particular.
"There he is," Ben suddenly exclaimed, pointing to a monitor that was labeled 'Indoor Skate Park 1'. They could easily make out Flip on the screen.
"I don't see my bag," Gwen said as she shouldered Ben aside to lean in for a closer look.
"He might not have it but I'd bet all of my Sumo Slammers he knows where it is."
"So how do we catch him?" Gwen asked, her eyes still locked onto Flip's image as he leaned against a wall casually as if he didn't have a care in the world.
"We come at him from three sides, don't give him a chance to run. Sound good Charmcaster? Charmcaster?"
Ben turned around to look for her but found the security office empty save for him and Gwen. Ben spun back to the monitors and after a moment of searching found Charmcaster running down the corridors they had carefully snuck along to find the office.
“What does she think she’s doing?!” Ben yelled as he made to run after her. He only made it a couple of steps before he was halted abruptly by a hand on his wrist.
"Ben, wait-"
"Let go Gwen! We have to go after her. She can't do this alone!"
Gwen scoffed at Ben, "Oh, you mean like all the times you've charged ahead without waiting for me or Grandpa?"
Ben stopped struggling against his cousin as her words cut deeply, exposing a double standard he hadn't ever considered before. Gwen slowly moved around to stand in front of Ben, blocking his path to the door just in case.
"I think she wants to do this on her own because she feels responsible for this whole thing."
Ben wrinkled his nose in confusion, "Why should she? It wasn't her fault that the money was stolen."
"Just like it wasn't my fault the two of you ended up on that crazy island and nearly got killed a whole mess of times. Knowing that doesn't stop the guilt."
Ben considered her words quietly as he turned back to the screens to track Charmcaster's movements. Gwen studied Ben and realized he was incredibly tense as his eyes moved from monitor to monitor, she'd never seem him like this before.
"Ben, you don't need to worry about her, she can handle that punk."
She watched for any reaction from Ben but her words seemed to have no effect on Ben as he leaned forward, his hands balled in to fists. Gwen pursed her lips in annoyance as she felt equal part angry and jealous. It was understandable for him to be concerned for Charmcaster, she was. But for him to ignore her when they were alone was insulting, and that was when Gwen realized it was just the two of them alone in the security office.
She turned, casting her eye around the room until she caught sight of a container that was marked 'Recovered Merchandise'. Ben glanced over his shoulder as she began to rummaging through it.
“What’re you doing?” Ben asked as she pulled out various garments.
“Just looking to see if there’s anything that might fit me,” Gwen held up a pair of lacey panties as she said this, watching Ben out of the corner of her eye. He wasn’t so focused on the security monitors anymore as he tried not to stare so openly.
Gwen fought to keep from smiling, it wouldn’t do for him to realize how much his reaction pleased her. She turned her attention back to the pile of items and spied something interesting. She dug out a pair of black leggings, the spandex kind that dancers usually wore. The material seemed especially elastic and it gave Gwen an idea.
“Hey Ben, want to play a game?” She asked as she turned to face him, the leggings hanging between her hands.
“What kind of game?” Ben replied cautiously as he turned to face her. Gwen usually kicked his butt at games and if it was one she created then that applied doubly so.
“One you’ll like,” Gwen said as she approached him. Ben expected her to stop once she reached where he was standing and fell backwards against the console when he found her pressing her body against his. The sudden closeness had his whole face going red and his breathing very shallow. He craned his head back to look at Gwen and she wasted no time blindfolding him with one of the legs of the tights.
“What-?” Ben tried to protest.
“Take it easy, it’s part of the game,” Gwen reassured him as she knotted the blindfold. “Now tell me the truth, can you see anything?”
Ben blinked beneath the leggings but his eyes couldn’t make out anything so he shook his head.
“Good, now follow me," Gwen hooked his shirt collar with her fingers, pulling him up and guiding him across the room. Ben tried to take it slow since he couldn't see but Gwen kept him off balance by pulling him this way and that and then finally spinning him around. His legs struck something and he fell against a flat surface, quickly realizing it was the table in the office. He began to straighten up when Gwen straddled his lap, pulling him up so they were pressing against each other again.
"Ready for the next part?" Gwen asked, her voice soft and sultry in his ear.
Ben swallowed as he found his mouth suddenly dry, he finally managed a nod.
"Alright, put your hands behind your back.”
“No way!” Ben protested, finding his voice as he reached up to pull the blindfold off. Gwen caught his hands and they began to struggle. Ben was insistent at first but the more they fought the tighter she squeezed him with her thighs, rubbing her body against his. He could also feel her breath on his face and it got to the point where he was sure her lips were hovering just beyond the touch of his. Finally he stopped resisting and allowed her to guide his hands behind his back, if only so she would press up against him again. She shifted so she was no longer straddling him and before he knew it she was binding his hands with the other leg of the tights. She did a good job too as he tested his restraints, unable to free his hands or even reach the dial of the Omnitrix no matter how he twisted.
“Okay, I’m all tied up and can’t see, how is this any kind of a game?”
“Well, now,” Gwen whispered into his ear as her arms wrapped around him, her hands groping his chest, “I get to play with you.”
She kissed Ben’s neck as her hands travelled up his chest. He found her gently turning his head and tilting it back. He expected her to kiss more of his exposed neck but instead found her lips on his. Ben wanted to hold her as they kissed, feel her body in his hands. He had never wanted anything so badly in his life and that desperation fueled his passion as he pressed into her, his tongue boldly working into her mouth.
Gwen clung tightly to Ben, thrilled by his eagerness. When she pulled away she was panting with a smile on her face. She planted light kisses around Ben’s mouth, causing his head to turn this way and that way as he sought to kiss her deeply once more. All the while Gwen was shifting back around so she was once more straddling his lap.
“Are you enjoying the game Ben?” Gwen whispered into his ear, acutely aware of his erection pressed against her.
Ben responded by leaning into her, his lips finding her neck. Gwen moaned softly as Ben playfully nibbled on her flesh, he could only have learned that from Charmcaster, she thought. She ran her hands through his hair as she straightened up, out of reach of Ben. He waited impatiently for her touch when his ears pricked at the sound of fabric rustling, then Gwen’s hand were on his head again, guiding him gently. His lips brushed against a stiffening nub of flesh and he latched on to it almost instinctively, suckling gently.
The moan that escaped Gwen told him he was on the right track and so he plied his tongue to her nipple. Gwen threw her head back in exultation as Ben teased her nipple with tongue, teeth, and lips. She was panting when he finally pulled back but it was clear he wasn’t done as he began kissing his way across Gwen’s chest in search of her other nipple. She giggled softly as she shifted so his mouth found its mark and then gasped as Ben began the process all over again.
“Yes, so good,” Gwen moaned as she ground her hips against Ben, her hands grabbing fistfuls of his hair. Finally it became too much for her, she yanked Ben’s head back and assaulted his mouth with kisses. “She was right… you are good with your tongue…” Gwen said between fervent kisses.
“Untie me and I’ll show you how good I can be,” Ben said as he strained against his bindings. Gwen’s little game was driving him into a frenzy, he never knew he could be this aroused or how maddening it was.
“The game’s not over yet, but I’d still like to see how good you are,” Gwen replied as she pushed Ben onto his back. It was a little awkward with his hands tied behind him but he was able to lean to one side to keep from hurting his hands. The sound of something solid falling to the floor distracted him from his predicament, it was repeated, and then there was more fabric brushing against itself. He could feel and hear Gwen moving but couldn’t tell what she was doing until he felt something on either side of his head. The warmth washing over his face and a smell he was becoming familiar with suddenly made everything clear, Gwen was completely naked and straddling his face.
She reached down and gently stroked her fingers over his face before once more grabbing handfuls of his hair and guiding him to her waiting slit. Ben didn’t have to be told twice, or even once in this instance, he buried his face into Gwen’s pussy and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure from Gwen. She was practically dripping as he eagerly slid his tongue into her folds, discovering that not only was Gwen very sensitive but she tasted good. Though he only had Charmcaster to compare to he would have said Gwen was sweet, like a fruit almost. It only encouraged him to ravish her more with his tongue, eliciting euphoric cries and gasps from Gwen as her whole body tensed and her back arched.
He pulled back reluctantly, more out of a need to catch his breath than anything, and after a few quick gulps of air he plunged back into her, tongue fucking her virgin pussy. Gwen rocked her hips back and forth, resisting the urge to truly grind her pussy into Ben’s face. It was getting harder to fight that growing desire, she wanted more inside her, to be filled with him.
“More, ah, more,” she pleaded to Ben, leaning forward to plant her hands on the wall for support.
Rather than point out that he could do more with his hands freed, Ben pulled his tongue from the depths of her folds and began tracing the edge of her sex. When he reached the peak he slowly and determinedly began searching for her clit. Gwen gasped as Ben worked at her most sensitive spot, her arms trembling as Ben brought her closer and closer to orgasm.
“Yes, right there, right there!” Gwen cried as Ben found his mark, his tongue swirling around her clit before flicking it repeatedly. It was like electricity shooting through her as she came, her whole body went stiff before she fell back in a breathless heap, earning a grunt from Ben. As she lay there panting she became aware of Ben’s erection poking her in the shoulder blade. She pulled herself up on wobbly limbs and turned to face his tented pants, smiling to herself as her body still tingled.
Ben’s breath hitched as he felt hands working at his pants, undoing them and pushing them down around his knees. Then Gwen’s hand grasped his dick through his underwear and he couldn’t take it anymore.
“Gwen, untie me,” he tried not to sound like he was begging but it was clear how powerless he was at the moment as he futilely pulled at his restraints.
“Hmm, how about I meet you halfway?” Gwen replied as she turned around and lay down on top of him. She stroked his face again before suddenly pulling the blindfold up onto his forehead. The short time he had spent in darkness made even the soft light of the security office feel harsh to his eyes, leaving him momentarily blind.
When he was able to open his eyes again he found Gwen straddling his waist, massaging his erection through his underwear. She had a skinny body, boyish even as she lacked the womanly curves that came with development but he found himself drinking in the sight of her nonetheless. She was so aroused with peaked nipples standing out on the plains of her chest and a post-orgasm blush that nearly matched her vibrant hair. As his eyes traveled over her body he realized she wasn’t just thin. He had never noticed before but she was sleek and supple with muscle tone that could only be described as delicate. She was an athletic goddess in the making.
“Ben, when you and Charmcaster did it… for the first time… was it her first time?” She tried not to sound so nervous, she didn’t dare betray how afraid she was of what his answer might be.
“I don’t think so,” Ben replied, unable to take his eyes off her as she continued to slowly work him.
His response made her smile, her fingers slid under the elastic band of his underwear and began tugging them down, unhurriedly freeing his cock.
“Good, that means this will be more special then,” she finally said as she tugged his underwear down to join his pants. She placed one hand on his stomach as she lifted herself up so she was poised over his dick.
“Ah, Gwen, are you sure you want to do this?” Ben found the words tumbling out of his mouth despite the overpowering sexual hunger he felt for his cousin.
“That’s why I wanted you tied up,” Gwen said as she leaned down so she and Ben were face to face. She was still smiling softly as she gently kissed him. “This way it’s my decision. I want you to be my first.”
Before Ben could say anything more that might ruin the moment she kissed him forcefully while guiding his cock towards her waiting lips. A shiver ran through her as his head spread her lips apart, it was a bit thicker than a finger. Ben moaned as he felt resistance, she was tighter than he could have imagined. Gwen was panting in anticipation as she lifted her ass back up slowly before taking a deep breath and allowing herself to drop down. She whimpered softly in his ear as she clung to him, her whole body shaking.
Ben looked at her in concern but she recovered before he could open his mouth, pushing herself up and rising up until he threatened to pop out of her. She drove herself down in quick, powerful thrusts, throwing her head back as the pain faded and the sensation of Ben filling her up became the only thing she cared about.
Ben was overwhelmed, Gwen was so much tighter than Charmcaster, it was a wonder they weren’t stuck together. It felt like she was trying to impale herself on his dick, and with the walls of her vagina squeezing every inch of him it was all he could do not to come.
Gwen began to pick up her pace, bouncing her skinny ass on his cock and he lost himself in her sexual frenzy, thrusting his hips upwards every time she descended. Gwen’s hands gripped his shoulders as she rode him wildly. At the pace she was working him it would be only a matter of moments before Ben came but it was like she could sense how close to the edge he was as she suddenly changed tactics, sinking down until she hilted his dick and slowly grinding her hips into him. Ben imagined that this must be what being a joystick felt like as Gwen rocked forwards and backwards and side to side, his cock pressing against all her walls.
This newly discovered method of fucking seemed to sit well with Gwen as she increased the speed of her rubbing, their sweat and her juices allowing her to do so without discomfort. Sharp gasps of pleasure escaped Gwen with every slide. Not only was Ben’s cock stirring her insides in new and exciting ways but her clit was constantly pressed against his body and euphoria swelled within her. It culminated in an orgasm that rocked her until she collapsed atop Ben, panting in his ear.
For a moment he feared she had passed out but her hands slowly began to move up his neck and then they were running through his hair as she rained kisses down on him. Once more Ben craved to have his arms free and as he pulled at his bindings he found them giving slack. That was when he realized Gwen had pushed the blindfold off his head, which had loosened his restraints. Whether intentional or not, his hands were now free and a smile crept across his face.
Gwen let out a squeal of surprise as Ben squeezed her ass with one hand and took hold of a nipple with the other. Even though she had just come Ben’s hands began to tease her towards another crescendo and after only a matter of moments she was throwing her head back in climatic bliss. She sagged against Ben, feeling spent after two orgasms so close together but he wasn’t going to give her time to recover as his hands grabbed handfuls of her ass and began pumping her up and down.
“No more! No more!” Gwen cried before her protests dissolved into wordless mewls. Her body wasn’t just sensitive, it was hypersensitive, there wasn’t a spot that couldn’t be touched without sending her into spasms. She could only compare the experience to what Charmcaster had done to her, only it was completely different as the definitions of pain and pleasure blurred into one overpowering sensation. It was too much for her, her mind was going blank as Ben continued to plunge himself into her depths mercilessly.
“I think… I’m winning this game,” Ben grunted as he neared the limits of his stamina. He began lifting her off him but before he could pull out her hands grabbed his and forced them away.
“No, I win,” Gwen whispered before she sighed as she sank back down. Ben barely had time to register what was happening before he gritted his teeth as he erupted. And erupt he did, after hungering for Gwen for so long his orgasm was stronger than any he had had before.
Gwen could feel each shudder of his cock as it unloaded into her, her hand travelling down to rest on the spot several inches below her navel before she looked to Ben. He was quiet as he held her, his hands traveling up her body until his arms were wrapped around her waist, his chest heaving in silent exertion. She lowered herself down atop him, a smile curling her lips.
“So how did you like my game?”
Ben stared at her quietly before shrugging, “Eh, it wasn’t Sumo Slammers but I’d definitely play again.”
Gwen punched Ben in the arm and then gave him a quick peck on the cheek before settling back down on top of him, enjoying the feeling of their bodies touching.
“I wonder how Charmcaster's doing?”
Gwen frowned at Ben, feeling a pinprick of annoyance that his mind would turn back to Charmcaster so quickly but as she thought about her other lover a thought occurred to her.
“We should throw her a party when she gets back with the money,” Gwen said, resting her chin on the back of her hands.
“That sounds like fun, but shouldn't we get rid of the money first so this doesn't happen again?” Ben replied as he laid a hand on Gwen’s back.
“What, afraid you won't be up to it in time?” Gwen said, teasingly arching an eyebrow at her cousin, wondering if he would respond in his usual manner.
Ben didn’t disappoint as he suddenly grabbed at her. She squealed again despite herself as Ben rolled them both so she was pinned beneath him. Her cries quickly turned to moans as Ben once more plied his mouth and hands to her body and while she knew Charmcaster would be successful she hoped she would take a while longer to return.

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