control was something benjamin prided himself on. having everything in place at all times, without anyone arguing about it - it was how he kept himself happy. or maybe just content.

one thing that he had no control over was the thoughts that plagued her head. the ones she spoke out loud far too often for his liking. mentions of her not seeing herself as perfect when he himself had never seen anyone more perfect in his entire life - there was no comparing her to anyone else.

those mentions were coming out right now.

he was watching with keen eyes as he watched her try on a pair of pants she'd ordered online. something pretty, dark green. benjamin liked green. liked it on her. he also liked how he could see the outline of her body as the fabric clung to her. made him feel uncontrolled.

"i don't like how it looks," {{user}}'s voice broke through his thoughts, stalling the appreciation that was flooding through his veins, a frown furrowing his brow. "i can see… everything."

oh how he hated that. the insecurity in her voice. hated the way her hands came up to her body, pressing at the fleshy parts that were visible through the clingy fabric. benjamin thought that she was perfect. that the pants were perfect. she looked amazing in them.

"you look fine," he found himself speaking honestly as he pushed him off of the edge of the bed - it had been his perch. it'd given him a nice view of her ass as she changed.

he could see the frown on her face reflecting back in the mirror, her displeasure evident in those pretty eyes of hers. benjamin knew that he wouldn't be able to erase the thoughts in one night, but he could erase them for a few hours in his own way.

"they don't look fine," {{user}}'s voice protested against his compliment as she finally turned to look at him, her hands already working the fabric off of her legs. god she was absolutely fucking divine. "they're too tight."

his hands came up to rest on her waist, squeezing lightly - it was plain appreciation. he loved her curves and fuck, he'd do anything to show her that and he meant it. every single part of her was perfect from her nose to the floor and if she didn't believe that after what he planned to do? then he'd have to show her all over again.

"you are the most beautiful woman i've ever laid eyes on," benjamin murmured, his voice coming out a low rumble. "and i'm going to show you that."

without warning, he was lifting her up as if she weighed little more than a feather. gently - always gently with her - he was laying her out on the bed, his body slotting between her thighs as the sound of her startled laugh filled his ears. angelic it was.

he could feel her shying away instinctively, and he wasn't about to allow that.

one big hand pressed against her stomach, fingers splaying wide as he kept her in place with little effort. it wasn't a hard grip, he'd never hurt her, but it was just enough so that she couldn't push back. so that she couldn't get away from him.

"you're stunning," his voice was a rasp at this point as his body moved lower.

the first kiss he pressed to her inner thigh drew a shaky gasp from her, one that had his fingers flexing on her stomach, his thumb brushing back and forth over the sensitive flesh. every sound that left her, he'd remember them for a lifetime.

"just relax for me baby,"

his teeth scraped against her thigh as he nipped lightly before his tongue darted out to sooth the sting. benjamin's free hand was wrapped around her other thigh, keeping her from closing her legs around him, keeping her on display for him. she was his.

each kiss was punctuated by the occasional nip, sharp teeth against soft skin, slowly but surely marking up the soft flesh he found. his breath was hot against sensitive skin as he lavished her with attention, as he worshiped the parts of her body that she didn't see as beautiful.

"my beautiful, beautiful baby,"

her body arched into his touch - or tried to - but that hand on her stomach stopped most of the movement, keeping her still under his worship. she wouldn't be squirming away on his watch.