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Ballum - Sexy Times!

Chapter 25: Yours, Always

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For BallumForever

*I've been reading your stories for the past few days hooked to every single one. they just keep getting better and better. I was wondering if you could do one where ben and callum have literally just got engaged. everyones just gone home and there left in the Albert alone and end up making out in the Albert alone*

You said you didn’t mind either so I sorta did both? Hope this is okay? X

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

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“Remind me again, why we got roped into locking up?” Ben sighed, picking up a feather garland from the floor.

“Cos Stuart and Rainie have got Abi, Lo’s took Lex home and Lex would just refuse to help anyway?” He smiled.

“We could be at home right now, doing something more exciting than this? Is our engagement after all? Should have made everyone else lock up.”

“You mean getting dragged to bed and fucking each other senseless? Take it that’s what you mean by ‘excting’?” Callum grinned.

“Yes, Cal!” Ben threw it over his neck, pressing himself against Callum’s front. “I have taught you well.” He chuckled.

“You wanna know something exciting?” Callum whispered, pressing a light kiss against his lips. He pulled away, smiling at Ben humming a response, his eyes slipping closed at Callum’s mouth against his own. “This place is empty...” He whispered.

Ben opened his eyes slowly, a smile spreading across his face. “Go on, I wanna hear more.”

“Thought you’d think that. Nobody here to disturb us. Probably for hours...”

“I’m liking what I’m hearing...” Ben whispered against his lips, smiling at Callum pressing quick lazy kisses against his lips.

“I’ll be liking what I hear, if I have my way with you.”

Ben wrapped his legs around Callum’s waist as he picked him up with ease, placing him gently on the counter after the short walk.

“I love you.” Ben whispered, lacing his hand through Callum’s hair and pulling him back to him.

“Don’t think that will ever grow old.” Callum grinned.

He looked at Ben, his eyes sparkling. He didn’t think he could ever go a day without him. He never got it when people talked about soulmates. But living without Ben? He didn’t ever want to think about it. The two of them together. That’s what he wanted. Forever.

“What?” Ben smiled nervously at Callum smiling so softly at him.

“Just thinking how gorgeous you are.”

Ben shrugged, still not sure about it, Callum reaching up and holding his face. “You are.” He whispered, looking up at him for a second longer before pressing their mouths together. “You, Ben Mitchell, are special and I wanna make sure you know every single day.” He pressed another kiss to his lips, standing in between his legs.

“I knew there was a reason I asked you to marry me?”

“For the sex??” Callum grinned, pulling away searching Ben’s eyes.

“Well that’s certainly a major bonus but I meant just you being you? I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you.”

“You deserve everything.” Callum shrugged, smiling softly at him.

“It’s always you. Always has been, right from the start. Think I knew then, that I’d always be yours.”

“Damn right you are?” Callum grinned with a small laugh.

“You know I love you, but you did kinda say we’re totally alone here?”

“And?” Callum teased, knowing exactly what he wanted.

“Kiss me already would you?” Ben whispered, his gaze dropping to Callum’s lips, growing impatient.

Callum lifted his chin gently, reconnecting their lips, fully enjoying the sighs of content coming from Ben. His hands had already drifted between them trying to unbuckle Callum’s belt.

“Your eager.” Callum whispered.

“I mean come on, Cal? Have you looked at you?” Ben grinned.

“Nah, usually save that for you.” Callum grinned back.

“God, I love you so much.” Ben whispered, pressing another hard kiss against his lips. “You have no idea how much...”

“You wanna know what I love?” Callum smiled at Ben humming a response to busy tipping his head to the side as he kissed along his jaw.

“The way you melt every time I kiss you...” Callum whispered against his neck, pressing open mouth kisses against his skin.

“I can’t help it... It’s just what you do to me...” Ben whispered.

“Yeah?” Callum smiled, pulling Ben forward slightly, freeing his cock.

“M-h, your too good at this-“ Ben let out a whine as Callum wrapped his hand around his already leaking cock, bunching his hands in Callum’s hair. “I need you, Cal? Like, right now...”

“I can see.” Callum smiled, watching Ben drop his head back and slip his eyes closed, fully enjoying Callum, holding him.

"Do you like that?" Callum whispered against his ear, smiling at a the small whine escaping Ben's lips, not sure what to focus on. Callum had one hand wrapped around his cock running his thumb gently over the head and kissing his neck, exactly where it always made Ben weak for him.

“Do you want me to touch you or taste you?”

“Both...” Ben breathed out, pressing his mouth against Callum’s again.

He sighs into the kiss. Callum’s lips have always been just a little rough against his, but it’s familiar. Callum’s hands start to wander, pushing up under his shirt as Ben shuffles his hips just slightly against Callum. Little breathy noises keep tearing from his throat and he can’t hold them back.

Finally, Ben breaks the kiss, “You planning on getting to it any time today? Or am I going to die before then?”

“If you keep on like that, you’re going to die from not getting what you want. And you don’t want that do you?” Still, Callum kept kissing him slowly, driving him a little crazy.

Ben grinned to himself as he kissed him, and running a hand through Callum’s hair, “That’s some mouth you got there, baby. Hope you can put it to better use than that.”

At that, Callum smirked at him pressing one last hard kiss against the corner of his mouth and sunk a little lower, bringing his jeans off fully along with him.

Callum took pride in the fact that he is very good at this. Rewarding himself with the whines coming from Ben, the whimpers that escaped him. Ben kept whispering it to him, though he didn’t need to. The sounds he was making does it well enough. He started slow and teasing, running his fingers gently over Ben’s cock a few times.

Then he really knows.

It’s just a lick, from base to tip, at first. One quick run with his tongue. Ben made a noise, clearly made in an effort to keep himself from moaning, and Callum grinned to himself. He’ll give up holding back soon enough. He stared up into Ben’s eyes as he finally wrapped his lips around his cock and sunk down slowly.

He started shallow and easy. Somewhat slow and lazy. Just working him up. As a reward, the younger man made soft, low groans every now and then. One hand remained in Callum’s hair, gradually getting tighter, while the other cups the side of his face and a thumb strokes his cheek. The gestures encourage Callum to pick up the pace and go deeper.

Before long, each time he sinks down brings him all the way to the base. Ben’s sounds are getting louder and more frequent, but they aren’t out of control yet. He’s not lost, he hasn’t fallen apart.

So he goes down, holds a moment, and swallows.

“Jesus fucking shit, Cal...” Ben whined.

When Callum came back up this time, he shoots Ben a self satisfied grin. “You eating your words yet?”

Ben goes to give him a retort but is cut off by Callum’s mouth returning to its job in earnest. This times it’s all messy enthusiasm. Just trying to get reactions. Ben gives them to him in spades. Low sounds and occasional whimpers, tight fingers in his hair, bucking hips. Callum especially loves that. It’s a loss of control he craves.

It isn’t long before Ben’s sounds get strained and breathy, a sure sign that he’s getting close. Callum works harder, settling into the burn of his jaw and the raw feeling at the back of his throat. He goes down deep again and swallows once more.

“Fuck, Callum...” Ben whined, morphing into a low groan and as he gave Callum what he wanted.

Thick, warm slides down his throat. He swallows again before pulling back and licking his lips. He hums happily and looks up at Ben with this giddy, smile. So content. Ben peers down at him slowly, then grabs him and yanks him back up and kisses him hard and deep.

“Now that deserves something in return.” Ben whispered against his lips.

“Yeah?”

“I could get used to this kinda service with you for the rest of my life.”

“My pleasure.” Callum grinned. “Or yours actually?”

“And your still wearing way too many clothes for my liking?” Ben smiled.

Callum can feel the deep blush creeping up his neck and cheeks. No matter how much time he spent with Ben, he always made him feel like this. The butterflies in his stomach. He tried half-heartedly to push it down, but Ben was already unbuttoning his shirt, pushing the garment down off his shoulders, the sudden chill of the room making him shiver.

Ben lowered his head to place a few kisses on his shoulder, moving up to the side of his neck, nipping at his earlobe. “Fuck Ben, hurry up will you?” Callum whispered. Ben chuckles and says, "Mhm, sure thing." The rumble of his voice against Callum’s skin is too much, and he squirmed, rubbing his thighs together. “Now who’s being eager? Patience, babe...” One of his hands is tangled in Ben’s dark hair, pulling him closer to his neck, while the other skims over his bare back, making sure to use his nails a bit. With a low growl, Ben pulls his shirt off the rest of the way off his body, dropping to the floor between them, and he all but attacks him, hands moving from Callum’s neck and hip to his back, sliding down quickly. He bends quickly to kiss his chest, tongue running over his nipples, playing with them before he latches on to one, sucking the bud into his mouth to nip and tug.

The moan that Ben’s actions pull from Callum are downright filthy, but the overwhelming sensations that Ben is wringing from his body are just too good. He drifted his hands behind Ben, pulling his pelvis to his own, dragging himself against his already growing erection. The groan that Ben lets out vibrated through his core. Ben pulls away suddenly, smiling at the small whine from Callum and pushes him backwards until the counter is pressed against his back, pressing more open-mouthed kisses against Callum’s lips, working on his belt again until they were gone too. On instinct, Callum hops up, spreading his legs wide and leaned back to look down at Ben to watch as he teased him.

Ben gave a smile before dropping down and pressing a kiss to the inside of his thigh. Callum let out a shaky breath and running his fingers through Ben’s hair, it’s getting the longest he’s seen him with but he doesn’t really care too much about that right now, his head cocked to the side and a loving smile on his face. Placing his hands on Callum’s knees, Ben pushes his legs open a little more, his warm mouth wrapping across the top of his cock.

"Oh god, Ben," Callum groaned out, fingers tightening in his hair for a moment before he’s back to stroking his hair. He's concentrating on the tip, flicking his tongue out repeatedly over the top, sending electrical shocks throughout his whole body. Callum slid forward slightly, Ben taking the hint, gasping as as he felt a slender finger push into his core and start to move agonisingly slowly, in and out. Sounds of Ben’s mouth lapping him up and his hand working in and out of Callum as he adds a second finger, and Callum’s moans, fills the whole of the Albert.

Callum closed his eyes and let his body take over, his hips thrust forward, trying to take more of his fingers. He tugged on Ben’s hair to beg for him to stop, ”Ben, baby, you’ve got to stop or I’m going to cum.“ With one last swipe of his tongue from the base to the top, Ben drew his wet fingers from Callum and straightened up. “You want to cum a different way?” He purred against his ear, smirking at Callum’s eyes slipping closed. Not waiting for a answer, Ben turned his head, pulling him closer into a heated kiss, Callum’s tongue licking into his mouth. He can feel the press of Ben’s erection against his leg as Ben starts grinding into him, trying to find some friction.

"Baby, please," Callum whispered into his mouth. His eyes are still closed but he could feel Ben’s head nod. Giving him a quick, hard kiss on the lips Ben pulled away from Callum. Opening his eyes, he watched Ben step back, just the right height with him sitting on the counter. The wide head is slick with precome and he stop himself from licking his lips as he glanced between it and the dangerous look on Ben’s face.

As he steps back to Callum, he shuffled on the counter, pulling himself right to the edge. Standing between his legs, Ben ran his hands through Callum’s hair and tilted his head up for another kiss. This time Ben doesn’t hurry, taking his time to press his tongue to his own, sucking after he's drawn Callum into his mouth. One arm drops to settle on the counter behind him, holding Callum steady. With his other hand he takes himself in hand and teases him some more by rubbing his cock up and down his entrance a couple of times. Groaning with frustration, Ben chuckled and with a slow thrust of his hips, he finally entered him. Both men let out a moan before, kissing again. At first, his thrusts are slow, languid. Callum could feel the thick head of his cock sink deeper into him with each thrust, burying his face into Ben’s neck, moaning his name, begging him to not stop. “Why so slow?”

Rocking up on his toes for a deeper push, Ben circles his hips. Tipping his head down, he groaned against Callum’s skin. “If it’s what you want-“ Ben whispered.

Wrapping his legs tightly around him, Callum clenched tightly, pulling another beautiful groan from Ben.

"Oh shit, baby," Ben grunts out, "I can’t-," and that's all the warning Callum gets before Ben starts speeding up, setting a brutal pace for both of them.

Callum dragged his hands down Ben’s back, a sharp gasp passing over his lips. Each snap of his hips sends his mind into overdrive, eyes closed tight. His hands move over Callum’s body, settling with his hips and pulling him into each of his thrusts. Callum’s moans change to desperate whimpers as his orgasm nears.

"You're beautiful," Ben whispered into his ear, his deep purr sending more shivers down Callum’s spine.

"O-oh, fuck, Ben," Callum gasped sharply. His left hand had moved its way up into Ben’s wild hair, pulling tightly, bringing low, guttural moans of pleasure from Ben’s throat.

Kissing his ear, Ben shifted him even closer to the counter's edge, Callum readjusting his legs around Ben. “Fuck," Ben warns as he moves his hands back to cradle the base of Callum’s back. With one final push and Callum starts to protest as Ben starts to slow. He cut himself off, throwing his head back with a shout, his toes curling instinctively as the pain of ecstasy of being so full hits him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Ben chants breathlessly, his thrusts measured. The sharp slap of skin hitting together mixes with his moans and Ben’s grunts. He’s unable to control himself as orgasm slams through him like a train, a gasp of pleasure trails off into a low throaty moan. Biting his lips, Callum tightened his arms around him, pulling his chest flush with Ben’s and his legs clenching, forcing Ben’s thrusts even deeper into him, emptying himself in between them.

Whilst his coming, Callum tried squeezing even more, creating a shot of pleasure for Ben. His thrusts quickly turn erratic and sloppy. A few thrusts later, Ben is slamming as hard as he can into Callum. Ripping another shout from Callum and a loud and deep groan from him, he felt Ben coming inside of him, warm liquid filling him up. As his body started to relax, all strength draining from his limbs, Ben pushed him further back against the counter. Neither moved for a few minutes, content with kissing each others mouths lazily and slowly, Ben still buried deep inside Callum. Callum kept pressing soft kisses against his lips, as Ben pulled his softened cock out. Grabbing his shirt, he cleaned them both off.

Callum smiled slowly, eyes half lidded as Ben pulled back to look at him with a soft smile and tired eyes.

“Come on. Think you need a break.“ Ben’s still smiling softly at him, pressing a light kiss against his lips. Chuckling softly, all Callum can manage is a nod of his head and he laced his hands around Ben’s, sliding off the counter and guiding them both to one of the sofas.

~*~

Ben chucked himself down, after finding a blanket, Callum sliding down slowly in between Ben’s legs, lying with his back against his chest.

“You alright?” Ben whispered, playing with his hair slowly, chucking the blanket over them both.

“Definitely, just warm...” Callum whispered. Ben smiled at the grin still plastered on his face, his eyes closed, both still trying to cool down. “You were pretty intense...” Callum hummed.

“That a good thing?” Ben smiled.

“A really... really good thing.” Callum chuckled. “I could lie here forever, just me and you...” He mused.

“We’re gonna have to come out sooner or later!” Ben laughed.

“Not now?” Callum whined, shuffling closer to Ben. “Too tired anyway...”

~*~

“Annnd, your back!” Ben grinned.

“What?” Callum frowned.

“You? Falling asleep!”

“Did not.” Callum huffed.

“Whatever you say, babe. Didn’t know I could tire you out that much.” Ben chuckled.

“You know I love you, but I can’t lie on this sofa forever, my necks killing me.”

“Your like an old man.” Ben chuckled, running his fingers through Callum’s hair.

“As long as I’m old with you?”

“Course, what else?” Ben grinned.

Callum sat up, sighing at Ben rubbing his thumbs against the back of his neck and his shoulders. “God, Ben, keep doing that...” Callum groaned. Ben dug a little deeper, smiling at the small groans from Callum. “Where did you learn to do that?” Callum sighed, tipping his head to the side, Ben taking the hint. “I dunno, must know how to make you feel good.” Ben whispered against his skin, pressing a kiss to his exposed neck. “God, you do. Can I fall in love with you anymore?” Callum smiled.

“I dunno, babe, Can you?”

“M-h. Think I just have.”

“Good, cos you ent getting rid of me.” Ben grinned.

“Hell no, not if you do this to me everyday. There’s feeling good, like half an hour ago. Then there’s this...”

“You’d rather me do this than sex?” Ben frowned.

“Right now, yeah?” Callum sighed.

Ben scoffed, refusing to believe it. Callum would practically refuse to let either of them leave the bedroom some mornings.

“I love you so much.” Ben whispered, kissing his neck again.

“I love you too.” Callum smiled to himself, turning his head and pressing his mouth against Ben’s. “Can’t wait to get to call you my husband.”

“And make me go get your coffee every morning?”

“And that.” Callum grinned, smiling at Ben softly. “I wish we could just stay here forever. In this little bubble. You have no idea how happy I am right now.”

“Me too, but we’re definitely leaving soon, the sooner I get to marry you the better in my opinion?” Ben mused, grinning at the giddy smile from Callum.

Notes:

I’m not a fan of this one at all, but posted it before I could change my mind for the thousandth time :/ I’ve had terrible writing of late x

Also open to any more requests, not sure when I’ll post em but will try, I’m already on another chapter ;)