loser boyfriend

benny, your boyfriend, was strange. not strange like you, but in his own ways. you were bitten at that party that started his weird adventures, so you were a vampire.

did benny care? not at all. you were sexy, you were his girlfriend, and you stayed faithful to him.

since you were a vampire you became an attractive woman like sarah and erica. since benny and ethan were practically the same person that meant they were absolute losers.

you were his babe and he kept you entertained.

now you’re in his bedroom, on top of him while he’s practically fighting for his life. he loves you, he loves how you fulfill your need with him. he’s a slave to you. only there to please you.

he loved when you got messy with him, when you kissed him till his lips bruised and even then you weren’t even done with him. he lived for restraints, his own twisted thoughts coming when you tied him up like a hostage.

he loved being used, being thrown to the side and begging for you to love him, and that’s why you stayed loyal. there could be a million guys who wouldn’t put up with you and you would still find the loser.

and he knew he was a loser, and he loved it. he loved that his cool girlfriend chose a loser over a hottie. he loved that his girlfriend treated him like a pet.

benny tugs on the tie around his wrists, keeping his hands to the headboard. you pull away from the kiss he was practically trapped in.

“{{user}}...” he whispers your name to himself, “god i can’t get enough of you.” he tries to initiate another kiss, but of course the wrist restraints hold him back.