I changed quickly and Benny was standing in the living room, reexamining my bookshelf when I came out. We shared a smile before we got in the truck and drove away.
Benny sat there quietly, but I could tell there was something he wanted to talk about. I didn’t know how to start whatever he wanted to talk about, so I just sat there for a few minutes. “I’m proud of ya, darlin’.” He told me.
“For what?” I asked, considering his remark random at best.
“Tellin’ off Gunner. Took some guts.” He said.
I nodded. “Well. One less slime ball can’t hurt anythin’.” I told him as I parked at the super market.
It took about half an hour worth of wandering before we had everything, paid for our items and climbed back in the truck. Benny carried all four bags into the house, holding my arm with his free one.
“Cookies or cake?” He asked, pulling things out of the plastic bags.
“Cookies. Cake later.” I told him.
He set everything for the cake on an empty space of counter and everything for the cookies closer to the oven. Out of habit, I started mixing and measuring ingredients for the cookies. Half way through, I stopped and looked at Benny, who sat at the table watching me.
“I’m such a jackass. Did you want to help?” I asked him.
He smiled at me. “Nah, darlin’. I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
He smiled, nodding.
I nodded to myself, going back to my baking. I reached over and turned the radio on right before I put the dough on the cookie pans. I put the sheets in the warm oven and went to sit next to Benny. I poured myself another glass of wine and looked over at him.
“Why do you keep watching me like that?” I asked.
He smiled. “Just nice to have company that doesn’t wear plaid every day.”
I smiled back at him. “I like having company regardless.” He nodded and just sat there, looking at me. “What are you thinking about?” I asked.
“Why? What color is my aura?” He asked, slightly sarcastically.
I smiled at him. “I like you. And because I like you, I won’t hit you for saying that.”
He smirked a little bit. “Whether I have a future or not.”
“And why wouldn’t you?” I asked, taking a sip of my merlot.
“Personally, it seems you have the best chance of the four of us to have a future.” I told him.
“Why do ya say that?” He asked.
“Think about it. Sam and Dean are going to walk into a trap full of big, bad uglies and bam; hunter’s funeral for two please.” I told him. “And me, I’ll get caught in the crossfire somewhere along the way. But you. You can go underground, work around the gore and come out stronger than you went in.”
Benny thought this over for a moment. “I suppose.”
I sipped my wine until the timer beeped and I got up to check the cookies. “Perfect.” I said to myself as I pulled them out. I smiled, picking one off the pan and moving it from one hand to the other so it would cool.
“One bite?” I asked Benny, holding the cookie up in front of him.
He gave me a little smirk before he took a small bite. “It’s delicious, darlin’.”
I smiled, taking a bite. “Yum. Definitely worth it.” I told him, taking the rest of the cookies off the pan and putting them on a plate to cool the rest of the way.
“Do you want to help with the cake?” I asked Benny.
He smiled at me softly. “I’d love to. Do you want me to mix, or dump?”
“You can mix.” I told him, holding the wooden spoon like it was a sword.
He chuckled as I started measuring and dumping. We got the batter mixed up, except for the carrots when I looked up and saw a glint in Benny’s eye. “What?” I asked him.
He gave me a wolfish grin before taking a finger full and spreading it across my nose and cheek.
“Was that necessary?” I asked with a giggle.
“Absolutely.” He said with a smile.
“Well, fine.” I said, taking a finger full and smearing it all over his face.
He got this look of shock on his face like he couldn’t believe I’d do that. I just stood there, all cocky like. But he grinned, taking two finger fulls and doing the same thing.
I threw up my arms, trying to protect myself from the gooey batter, but it was too late; it was dripping on my shirt. “Benny!” I yelled with screaming laughter. I reached for the bowl and grabbed a handful, shoving it towards his face. I missed where I was aiming and ended up smearing it down his jaw and neck.
He laughed and tried to do the same thing to me, only to have most of it land on my shirt around my belly button.
I tried once more, but he grabbed my hand and wrapped his arms around me, making it land at my own neck. All the sudden, Benny screamed and fell over and as he was holding me, I fell too. I couldn’t stop laughing.
When I looked up, I was kind of laying on his chest. I smiled up at him and he smiled back before resting his batter covered hair on the tile floor.
“That was exhausting.” He said, a chuckle in his words.
I smiled. “I haven’t had that much fun in a long time.” I said, laying my head on his chest and closing my eyes.
“I think that was a perfect use of Grandma Singer’s Carrot Spice Cake.” Benny chuckled, making my smile grow.
“No better use.” I agreed, looking up at him again.
He looked down at me and smiled softly. “Ya look good with cake batter in your hair.”
“You look better with cake batter in your beard.” I told him, running a finger along his chin.
His whole body glowed a pulsing blue and green.
Slowly, I moved so that I was closer to his face. He laid his head on the tile, watching me carefully. Before I could think about it again, I leaned down, pressing my lips against his.
He reacted instantly; his left hand on my back and his right hand behind my head, pulling me closer to him. We stayed like this for a little bit until he pulled back suddenly. “Breathe.” He whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.
“Does my heart sound like a bongo drum? It sure feels like it.” I said, trying to concentrate on my breathing.
When my heartbeat stabilized a bit, he put his hand behind my head and pulled my lips back to his. I smiled into the kiss, pushing back against him, trying to get closer to him.
Another minute or so and he pulled away again with a smile. “Breathe, darlin’.” He whispered, his lips brushing my ear.
“I can’t.” I told him, leaning my head against his shoulder.
“I wanted to do that since I got here yesterday.” He told me quietly.
I smiled into his shirt. “I wanted to do that since dinner last night.” His arm wrapped around me; making me feel safe. “Thank you, Benny.”
“For what, darlin’?” He asked.
“For an amazing night.” I said, still smiling like a school girl. “Only one thing could make it better.”
“S’that?” He asked. “Cake?”
I liked the way his chest rumbled as he talked and how I could feel it with my head against his shoulder. “We already had cake, remember?” I asked, smearing some still wet batter over his cheek.
He chuckled, trying to nip at my finger but I was too fast.
“A bon fire.” I told him.
“A bon fire?” He asked, as if he hadn’t heard me.
“Yeah. A bon fire. We could eat cookies and tell stories and gossip about the guys.” I said with a smile, thinking it’d be nice.
“Ok, sit up.” Benny told me.
It took a few seconds for this to register to me. “What?” I asked stupidly.
He smiled down at me. “Sit up, darlin’.” He told me softly.
“Why?” I asked, looking up at him.
He kissed the top of my head before gently pushing me into a sitting position on the tile. He jumped up and at vampire speed, he was gone.
I looked around, confused as to what was going on. I slowly stood, forgetting the batter and the mess my kitchen had turned into. I wandered through the house towards the back door, looking in each room. When I came to the back door, I saw a fire blazing in the middle of my backyard.
Benny stood next to it and turned to me when I pushed open the door. “Like this?”
I stood there in shock. “How on earth did you do that?” I asked.
He shrugged. “It’s a vampire thing.”
I slowly made my way over to him. The fire was easily five foot wide. “That’s incredible. It would’ve taken me at least half an hour to do that.” I said, turning my wonder from the fire to Benny.
He smiled. “Sit with me?” He asked, sitting on a stump that hadn’t been there before.
I sat on the stump next to his, smiling. “I can honestly say this is one of the nicest things anyone’s ever done for me.”
Benny smiled over at me. “Wasn’t nothin’ you weren’t gonna do yourself.” He told me.
“I know. But you did it for me.” I said with a smile as I took his hand. I didn’t really know where I stood with Benny, but I figured, of all things, I could hold his hand.
He smiled at me and we just sat there for a few minutes watching the fire.
I went to stand up to go get some cookies when he pulled on my hand, making me fall into his lap. I couldn’t help but giggle. “What was that?”
“You were leaving.” Benny said, wrapping his arms around me.
“But I was coming right back.” I said with a smile.
He shrugged. “You don’t got nowhere to be.”
I nodded, placing my hands on his. “That is very true.” It was nice; to just sit there with Benny. He knew what I was and I knew what he was, and we were both monsters in some sense of the word, but we just sat there together, watching the fire roar in my backyard.
“What are you thinkin’ about?” Benny whispered in my ear, making my train of thought derail.
“Breakfast tomorrow.” I told him.
“Why?” he asked.
I shrugged a little. “I have a bad feeling about this whole thing. Crowley and demons and traveling Winchesters and sweet Cajun vampires.” I told him.
“What’s wrong with sweet Cajun vampires?” He asked, his hot breath on my neck making me shiver.
“Nothing. Unless you’re a hunter and he’s best friends with your hunter cousins.” I told him, closing my eyes and leaning my head back on his shoulder.
“Never said I was gonna turn ya.” He said, sounding wounded.
“No. I didn’t mean that.” I told him. But then I was quiet, trying to figure out my next question. “What are we, Benny?”
“What ya mean, darlin’?” He asked.
“I mean, is this just some summer romance that happened because we’ve both been alone for a long time, or is it even that? Are we just keeping each other from being lonely or is this a real thing?” I asked, sitting up and looking at him.
He looked like he was thinking, as I sat sideways on his lap, watching him. “I think it’s whatever you want it to be.”
I couldn’t help but smirk. “What if I want to get married and have ten kids?”
His hesitation made me smile. “Well, darlin’, I don’t know that I could handle ten little ones.”
I raised my eyebrows at him, waiting for the rest of the excuse. “You didn’t discredit the marriage thing.” I said warily.
“Do you want to get married?” He asked honestly.
I blinked at him for a moment, thinking I’d fallen asleep on him and this was my version of some twisted dream. But he sat right there, looking back at me. “I don’t know.” I offered lamely. “I kind of always wrote it off as a pipedream, like owning a house and staying in one place for more than six months.”
He smiled at the fire, then at me. “Been here seven.”
I blinked again. “Yes. Yes I have.”
He didn’t say anything else, just sat there looking at me.
“Do you want to get married, some day?” I asked.
He shrugged. “I was once, before.”
I nodded pointlessly. “So is that a yes? Because you didn’t really give me an answer.”
Benny just smirked. “Suppose I’ll cross that bridge when I happen upon it.”
I shook my head. “You never answered my original question, ten questions again.” I told him.
“Which one?” He asked, playing coy. He knew exactly which one.
“What are we?” I asked again.
He thought about it for a moment. “What do you want us to be?”
I sighed, hanging my head a little.
“I’m serious, darlin’. What do you want from me, honestly?” He asked, pulling me a little closer.
I thought about it for probably longer than I should’ve, but he sat quietly holding me. “Honesty, dependability, cake fights and kisses.” I told him, figuring he’d already given me all four, so maybe it wasn’t a stretch to ask for them. “What do you want from me?”
Benny smiled at me. “Lots of kisses.” He said, kissing my cheek, then thinking momentarily. “A back bone, cooking rights, and more nights like this ‘un.”
I blinked stupidly. He probably thought I was having eye issues. “You want a back bone from me?”
He nodded, adding nothing more.
“I hope you don’t mean literally, because I enjoy mine.” I said, reaching around to rub my back.
He chuckled and I relished the sound. “Not like that, darlin’.” He said with a smile. “I want ya to stand up to me if ya got a problem with me. If I’m doin’ somethin’ you don’t like, I want ya to tell me; not suck it up.”
I nodded, understanding now. “And cooking rights?”
“Let me cook for ya, darlin’.” He said, nuzzling me.
I gave a giggle when his nose touched a ticklish spot on my shoulder. “Cajun cook, I remember. Of course.” I told him, enjoying the feel of my hands around his biceps.
“Now that the serious business is out of the way,” He said, suddenly kissing me deeply. It took a second for me to react before I pulled him close, wrapping my arms around his neck.
His tongue probed my lips, but I kept them closed, hoping he’d work for it a little. His hands trailed up and down my back and sides. He hooked his thumb under my shirt and gently rubbed the skin at my hip.
The sudden sensation of his skin against mine made me give a little gasp. He took this to his advantage and his tongue crawled into my mouth. I didn’t protest, trying to pull him ever closer.
Another minute or so of kissing and he pulled away. I realized I was out of breath and my heart was beating so fast, I thought it was going to jump out of my chest. “You gotta learn to breathe, darlin’.” His warm breath whispered against my skin.
“You take my breath away, Mr. LaFitte.” I told him, trying to calm my pulse.
He just smirked and all I wanted to do was kiss him until his lips were too raw to smile.
I stood up when he wasn’t paying attention and straddled his lap so that I was facing him. He didn’t suppress the look of surprise on his face at my changing positions. But I just grinned at him and moved my lips to kiss along his jawline, across his stumble.
A breathy moan escaped his lips and I saw his eyes slip closed. I tenderly kissed down his jaw to his neck, gently nipping at the soft skin. His breath hitched as my teeth made contact and he squeezed my hips. I smiled against his skin and moved down to his collar bone, gently biting and sucking as I went.
Benny let out a moan, gripping me tighter. I made my way back up from his collar bone to his Adam’s apple, treating it the same. His breath hitched and a moan escaped as his fingers dug into my skin.
“Unless you tend to take care of my problem, suppose you’d best stop that.” He told me, his voice deeper and gruffer than it had been just minutes ago.
“Suppose you’d best take care of the fire then.” I told him, standing up when he least expected me to and walking towards the house. Halfway to the door, I saw him staring in awe at me. I turned back around and heard the sizzle of water splashing the hot coals.
His hands graced my hips before I could turn the corner to my bedroom. His arms snaked around me, pulling me tight against him. “You’re a torture.” He whispered.
“I don’t hear you complaining.” I told him, reaching up and running my hand through his shaggy brown hair.
He gave a grunt and we walked past the threshold of my room. He kicked the door closed and spun me around so that I faced him. “Tell me now and I can stop.” He said. His eyes were full of lust and his voice reminded me of a gravel road.
In response, I stepped back away from him and pulled off my shirt, tossing it towards the wall. I walked over to my dresser and tipped the photo of me and Bobby down so I couldn’t see it.
Benny watched me hungrily as I came over to him and grabbed the hem of his shirt. Despite how much taller than me he was, I easily pulled the garment free in one try. I slid off my pants and stepped out of them, giving him a shy smile.
He stepped forward and kissed me ravenously. I smiled into the kiss, pulling my arms around his neck. His hands roved over my chest and sides before resting under my butt.
I gave a surprised squeak when he suddenly picked me up and carried me to the bed. His right hand moved to my head as he laid me down. I smiled, wiggling a little to give him more room.
Benny leaned down and kissed me. His hand moved to behind my back and undid my bra with one hand. He flung it across the room and his hands gently cupped my breasts. He smirked against my skin as he slowly moved his kisses down my body, trailing over my neck, and collar bone. He hovered over my breasts for a little bit before moving south still.
He hooked his thumbs threw my panties and I lifted my butt a little to make it easier for him to get off. He smiled still, kissing slowly towards my exposed areas. He knelt on the floor and pushed my legs apart violently before leaning forward and gently prodding his tongue at my folds.
I moaned, leaning my head back. I could feel his tongue lick and caress my clit as I forced my legs to stay apart. For fun, he dipped his tongue inside me and I gasped. He smiled up at me and I gripped the sheets.
He stood up, quickly disrobing his bottom half. And when he pulled down his boxers I just kind of stared at him. He was very, very well endowed. Easily twice the size of any man I’d been with.
He kneeled on the bed, coming to kiss me. I bit his bottom lip as my hand gently reached his cock. I pulled back and leaned down to gently suckle and kiss his throbbing dick.
Benny moaned, turning me on even more. And when I took him down my throat, I thought he was going to cum right there. He pulled me up and laid me on my back. I quickly reached for the bedside table and pulled out a package of condoms. I ripped off the foil and gently slid the rubber over him.
I kissed him before laying back down and spreading my legs. He teased me with the tip for a little while before I begged for more. Slowly, ever slowly, he pushed against me.
I gasped as he filled me. He paused, looking at me concerned. “Are ya alright?”
Nodding, I was slowly getting used to him inside me. “You’re bigger than my last partners.” I said, breathy.
He smiled, slowly pressing farther into me. His eyes slipped closed as he pulled out and pushed back in. I moaned loudly, pulling him close to me. I bit his neck, a little harder than I had earlier and he responded by quickly thrusting against me.
I moaned again, digging my nails into his back.
With every thrust, I thought I was going to fall apart. His hard cock completely filled me in ways I didn’t even know were possible.
We both lasted two hours before we came, minutes apart. I collapsed on my bed, feeling like I could sleep for a week. I felt him moving and I opened my eyes to see him slip the condom off and throw it in the trash before he collapsed next to me, holding me close.
“That… that was…” Benny started, but paused to swallow.
“I know.” I said, closing my eyes and laying my head on his chest.
“You’re amazin, darlin’.” He told me, running his fingers through my batter covered hair.
“Me? Your shortest time just beat my longest by an hour.” I told him, glancing at the clock.
He chuckled and I liked the rumble I heard pass through his chest.
I rubbed my eyes, trying to fight sleep. “There’s some of Bobby’s clothes in the spare bedroom, if you want something to wear.” I told him, feeling heavy.
“I’m fine, darlin’. Get some sleep.” He said, kissing the top of my head.
“Benny?” I asked, opening my eyes enough to tilt my head and look at him.
“Yeah darlin’.” He said, fingers running through my hair.
“Would you bite me if I asked you to?” I asked, not thinking about the words until they left my mouth. Then my half asleep brain registered what I’d said and I jumped up, to see a horrified Benny. “No, no, no. Not like that. I don’t want to be a vampire. I mean, not that the idea of living forever isn’t appealing because it kind of is. I don’t think I’d have a hold on the whole blood drinking thing and I’m not strong enough to hold anybody down for that or anything. And I mean, then I’d just be hunted by people like me and…”
Benny placed his hand on my cheek, looking like I’d just kicked his dog.
I dropped my head, mentally thinking of what to say. “I just meant, you feel like you’re barely hanging on and I know you don’t like the bagged stuff. If I gave you permission and you didn’t turn or hurt me, would you take blood I give you?”
His head shake surprised me a little bit. “I swore off it a long time ago and it’s hard, I ain’t gonna lie to ya. But I drink blood, not people.” He said, his thumb caressing my cheek gently.
I nodded, biting my lip. “I’m sorry.” I told him, sliding off the bed.
Benny sat up quickly, grabbing for my arm. His eyes begged for me to stay, so I eased back onto the bed, kissing his forehead.
“I’m just gonna put on pajamas. I can’t sleep naked.” I told him and slowly, he let go of my arm, watching me carefully as I pulled on a clean pair of underwear and pulled out an old t-shirt. I climbed back into bed with Benny and laid my head on his chest.
“Ya want me to change?” He asked, his words rumbling through his chest like a thunderstorm.
“Not unless you want to. Won’t bother me none.” I said, feeling sleep wrap its tentacles around me.“Sleep well, baby girl.” He told me, kissing my head as I closed my eyes and the darkness surrounded me.