First Date

The hour arrived and Ben got into his car to pick up Willow. Saying he was nervous was a nice way to put it. Feelings he buried, new feelings, all were mixed together. They grew up together, born almost at the same time. They knew each other so well that he thought to himself: what will truly change now? Sex? Friends can do that too, he didn't know. But he did want to check. While the thoughts swirled, he arrived at Willow's house.

Willow was already outside, leaving behind the awkward moment of him seeing her family, who wouldn't pass on teasing them.

Ben looked at Willow and realized how much he wanted her; how lucky he was. But he was really surprised by the dress.

Willow entered the car not saying anything, which wasn't like her. They were in several moments of awkward silence until Ben broke it.

"You look beautiful, that dress is amazing," Ben said, giving a little glance before putting his eyes back on the road.

"Of course, the first thing you talk about is my dress," she grinned. "Tell Dani thanks for her games."

"Yeah, that explains the dress," Ben thought the moment he heard Dani.

"So you had fun on the shopping trip? It isn't your favourite thing," Ben said.

"That was fun for a change. I spent time with my friends, and Dani gave her flair. It helped to be a little less nervous," Willow said.

They just reached a red light, and Ben removed one hand from the wheel to take Willow's hand.

They were both nervous, but they were in this together.

"So how was your day? Played games all day again?" Willow asked.

"We had a blast; some serious good dungeon runs. But we also finally managed to make Finn talk. Probably the fact we aren't face to face helped," Ben answered.

"This blockhead finally talked?" Willow was surprised. She knew Ben tried a lot in the past two days. They all knew it had something to do with Jade.

"He is a little closer to understanding what he wants with Jade," Ben nodded and added, "but there is something else. I will check on it later. Right now, that's our date." He squeezed her hand.

Willow became silent for a second, thinking about the other thing Ben mentioned. Couldn't be me, right? But that kiss was good, and the little ass squeeze. With Finn's personality, he probably added me to his list. But me with Ben stops him. Fuck, I shouldn't have kissed him, but that was hot. But like Ben said, that's our day. Nothing else matters now.

As they arrived at the showcase, Ben went to open Willow's car door. "My lady."

Which made Willow laugh, but she went along. "What a gentleman."

"Remember in first grade I decided to open all your doors for a week?" Ben said.

"Oh, so we're back to first grade now?" Willow laughed but was happy how much Ben had thought about the day.

"First grade, first date really so different?" Ben said.

"We couldn't kiss in first grade," Willow teased him.

"That means now we can?" Ben asked.

Willow just nodded as Ben went for the kiss.

Their lips met. There weren't tongues, but they both felt the jolt, something they never felt before.

As they parted, their lips both looked at each other, a little lost, until "Time to come in, boyfriend," Willow suddenly said.

"Really? Not even letting me ask you properly?" Ben said with fake let down.

"You just did," Willow said, giggling.

Ben took her hand and they went into the showcase together.

The moment Willow went in, she was really in her element.

Willow was an art lover. She grew up in showcases, in her free time she painted, read about art regularly, that was her passion in life.

Ben enjoyed watching Willow with art. He got a different Willow, a dreamy one. She talked with him about things he truly didn't understand: "the stroke was deliberate," "the composition for the vibe," "the colour combination makes it feel dirty," things he normally heard from her.

"Look, a painting of a door. Want to open it for me too?" Willow laughed.

"If I could, I would," Ben said in a serious tone, but he did glance at the price.

As they went, Willow dragged him across the room. They saw a picture of a heart in different colours.

"Of course we see a heart. Couldn't be more fitting," Ben said in an ironic voice.

"That's not a normal heart, you goofball. It shows there is more than one way to do things," Willow said.

"Like me being a gracious girlfriend and letting you keep your side piece," Willow said in a mock serious voice.

"Oh, my amazing one, thank you for being who you are," Ben said in a dramatic tone.

"But..." Before he could continue, Willow stopped him. "Nope. Now we're enjoying the showcase. The heavier talk of this date will be later."

They both knew this date would not be only about the fun side. They had a lot to talk about. They agreed to go to the park for a talk afterwards.

"Fine. I see there's a wine booth. Grab us a glass," Willow said.

"I'm not a wine fan, but it is free," Ben laughed.

They didn't think, they were just their usual selves bantering, laughing, fake tones.

That was only the first part of the date, and they were in perfect sync.

The showcase ended and they moved to the park. They didn't do anything special, just walking side by side, talking about everything.

"You stopped me before. How do you really feel about Jade?" Ben asked, deciding it was time to shift to the more serious part.

"I am truly okay with that. Will you being with her will change anything between us? You will have to give her priority over me?" Willow asked. She had clearly thought about this.

"Nope. You are my number one, always has been, me acknowledging it or not. You are my priority," Ben said in a serious tone.

Willow couldn't hold herself and kissed him. This time there was more passion. They started to use tongues, but they still held back, not letting it become more. The talk didn't end.

"Good. Oh, and by the waywant to fuck River too?" Willow said immediately after the kiss was broken. It was just a perfect moment to tease him.

Ben, still a little clouded from the kiss, heard Willow's bomb and went blank for a second.

"River, Willow's hot older sister, me fuck," he thought with broken thoughts.

"Well, I guess I went a little overboard," Willow thought.

After a minute, Ben came back to his senses. "Where did that come from?" Ben asked. He was really a little lost on that one.

"You know how me and River are. Today we had one of our little sessions and she joked about that, and it made me realize I really don't care who you fuck, as long as you always come back to me," Willow said. She had a serious tone.

She had thought about this since the Jade question, then her parents' swinging reveal, then again with River. All of this compressed together made her reach her decision faster than normal.

Ben was a little lost. He wouldn't lie it sounded hot to him. But did he really need it? Sure, besides Jade he had several girls, but he had Willow now. Although he couldn't deny he would be happy to fuck River. He even imagined a threesome with Willow and her sister, which made him even harder.

"Luna."

A single forbidden name came out of Ben's mouth.

He and Luna were always close, more than cousins should be. With Willow he buried the feelings, but they were always still there. With Luna, he buried them completely. Willow's suggestion awakened something he didn't know if he could bury again.

Willow looked at him. She knew why that came out. She also was a little hopeful for it, but she knew no need to push now. That was for Ben to understand with himself.

Ben took everything and put it in the pile "I will think about it later" and went back to being with Willow on their date. But he did have one question he needed to answer.

"How do you feel about the kiss with Finn?" Ben asked.

Willow knew that question would come and decided to be open about it.

"It was a great kiss. I also enjoyed when he squeezed my ass at the beach, but at that time I thought about you and how you would react, more than anything," Willow said.

"What if I give you the okay? Will you do it?" Ben probed.

"I don't know, possibly? Maybe if he dates Jade, something like swinging can work better for me," Willow said. She had way too many thoughts some had answers, some not. It had only been two days, but she had the biggest headache of her life in those two.

"Take your time to decide. I will just let you know I am okay with that," Ben said.

He had overthought that subject a lot, analysed it again and again, and he didn't feel something that blocked him from that conclusion.

"I will think about it," she said to Ben.

"Great, another major thing to think about. I need to paint that always helps me think," Willow thought.

They found a little bench, and Willow put her hand on his shoulder.

"We had some more heavy talks, but that date was amazing. I don't want it to stop," Willow said in a dreamy voice.

Here is the grammar-fixed version:

"It will not stop," Ben said. "We are in this together."

Ben leaned for a kiss, and Willow accepted immediately. She swung her leg over, settling her weight on him, feeling how hard he already was through his jeans.

Ben's hands found her hips. He pushed up to meet her. The bench creaked. A dog barking could be heard but they didn't mind; they were in a world of their own.

Ben's hands slid to her thighs, palms hot, fingers climbing, hooking the edge of her underwear.

She kissed him harder. His thumb brushed her wet pussy. He heard a little whimper. It woke him up; his breathing was ragged against her neck. "My house," he said. "Now."

Willow didn't answer. She just moved. She went off him, did a quick fix of her dress, and only said, "Drive fast."

Ben just nodded. He lifted Willow and went in the house.

Several minutes later they were at the entrance, still outside the door, kissing.

"The moment we go in this house, you are going to fuck like you never did before, clear?"