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Best Buddies Chapter 7 (Modern Benedict Bridgerton x plus size!fem!reader)

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Benedict woke up with Y/n underneath him, he gently laid beside her and kissed her temple. Y/n curled into Benedict and mumbled, "Good morning."

He rubbed her back, keeping her close, "Morning, love. What do you want for breakfast?"

Y/n looked up at Benedict, "Waffles and eggs sounds amazing, honestly."

Benedict smiled, "As soon as I get a kiss from my lovely girlfriend, I'll go make breakfast." He knew they never actually discussed becoming a couple, but it seemed like an unspoken agreement to him.

Y/n raised an eyebrow at him, "Who's your girlfriend?" She was only poking a little fun, "I suppose I'll do for now, yes?" She placed her hand on his cheek and kissed him lovingly. Benedict kissed back, playfully smacking her arse.

He pulled back from their kiss, his lips brushing hers, "You're my girlfriend, silly woman."

Y/n gave him a cheeky smile, "Yes, well, you promised breakfast, so off you go!"

Benedict laughed, "You don't want to cuddle for a bit?" He rubbed her hips, pulling her even closer.

Y/n kissed his cheek, "I would, but I'm hungry, and I have work in a few hours, my love." She nuzzled her face into his neck, "Just a few more minutes."

"Food's ready, darling," Benedict called to her from the kitchen.

Y/n walked into the kitchen, unashamedly checking Benedict out in his boxers, "Thank you, baby." She sat at the island and started eating, "It's delicious."

Benedict checked Y/n out as well, loving that she was just wearing his shirt that she wore the night before. He sat next to her at the island, "How long do you work today?"

Y/n had to think about it for a moment, "I should be home around 8pm today. Do you have any special plans?"

Benedict shook his head, "Not particularly, just want to spend time with you." He ate his breakfast, happy that there's no more 'what if's, at least for a while.

Finishing her food, Y/n smiled, "As soon as I'm out of work tonight, I'm all yours." She kissed him softly, smiling into the kiss when he returned it, "Want to go take a shower together?"

Benedict smirked, "You shouldn't have asked me that, darling girl." He got up from his seat and picked her up, carrying her bridal style to the bathroom.

Y/n laughed and held on, "Benny!" After being placed on her feet, she removed her shirt and turned on the shower.

Benedict removed his boxers, then grabbed a towel for each of them and set them on the counter. He waited for her to get in, then he got into the shower behind her. Benedict watched her get her hair wet under the water, he grabbed her shampoo before she had the chance, "I want to wash your hair for you."

How could she say no to that? Y/n giggled, "I would love that, thank you." She turned her back to him so he could wash her hair, absolutely melting when she felt his fingertips working the shampoo into her hair. "Mmm, I could get used to this," Y/n teased Benedict.

Benedict chuckled, "I hope so. I'm sure you've figured out by now, I'll do whatever if it means I can be close to you."

She blushed, "You're such a sap, but in the best way."

Watching her rinse the last of her conditioner from her hair, Benedict smirked, "Now it's my turn."

Y/n picked up his shampoo, only for Benedict to put it back where she picked it up from. Y/n raised her eyebrow at him, before he walked her into the far corner of the shower and kissed her passionately. She moaned in surprise, but kissed back with passion nonetheless. Benedict gave her a wicked smile and she knew what he wanted. Y/n quickly turned them around and started kissing down his chest, her eyes never leaving his.

Benedict watched her, letting her do as she wished. His hand buried itself in her hair when her lips encompassed the head of his cock, and it took notable self-restraint to not thrust or push her head. His jaw went slack when Y/n gagged on his length, but didn't shy away. Benedict groaned in pleasure, "Fuck yeah, that's my girl!" That gave Y/n enough confidence to bob her mouth up and down on his cock, while her hand that wasn't holding onto his thigh went to give his balls some attention as well.

Benedict was sure she was going to bring him to his knees when he watched her stroke his cock while sucking and licking on his balls. He gripped her hair harder and held onto the wall with his other hand, "Bloody fucking hell, love!" Y/n was kind enough to give him a reprieve from the shocking maneuver and took his member back into her mouth, hollowing out her cheeks. Benedict couldn't find his voice to give her any warning that he was cumming, so he was surprised when she swallowed his seed without issue.

As Y/n rose to her feet, Benedict was still recovering, he kissed her temple, "You nearly sucked my soul from my body, darling." He pulled her close and kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue, causing his soldier to stand at attention very quickly. Y/n kissed back, getting lost in the kiss and only pulling back when she felt his erection against her belly. She smiled, "I'm sorry, for almost sucking your soul out."

Benedict laughed loud and hard, "Very apologize to me for that, it was amazing, honestly beyond words." He couldn't imagine having felt more alive with anyone except her. He switched them so she was in the corner again, grabbing her thighs and wrapping them around his waist.

Y/n felt him slide inside of her, "Oh, right there! Fuck, how do you feel so perfect?"

Benedict thrusted deep and slow, enjoying the moment, "Has it ever occurred to you, my love, that we're made for each other?" He lifted her up a bit more, "Hands on my shoulders, sweet girl, I've got you." Y/n did as he instructed and he bounced her on his cock, eliciting animalistic moans from her.

Benedict grunted and thrusted up hard and fast, his eyes switching between watching her face twisting in pleasure and her breasts bouncing.

After several minutes, he gently switched her position, kissing her shoulder as he helped her lean against the wall, fucking her from behind. Benedict smacked her arse and grabbed a cheek with one hand, while the other gripped her hip, helping her keep rhythm. He could feel Y/n getting tighter around him, and he was getting close to his edge. Benedict rubbed her clit hard and fast, Y/n cried out his name, her orgasm rocking her body. Benedict couldn't hold on much longer, he pulled her up so her back was flush with his chest. He cupped her breasts in his hands as his hips stuttered and he filled her womb. Benedict kissed her shoulder, "That's my girl, fucking amazing." Y/n turned her face to look up at him at the same moment Benedict captured her lips with his.

Benedict knew, he just knew, he always knew really, that he just had to do something about her last name, and soon.

After Y/n left for work, Benedict raced to Number Five. He walked into the drawing room, where Anthony, Kate, and Violet had been chatting.

They all turned to Benedict, Kate spoke up, "Is everything alright? Is Y/n okay?" She was concerned because he wore a panicked look.

Benedict shook his head, "No, she's perfectly fine, and everything is quite alright, well, it will be soon." He looked at Violet, "Mother, I require access to the vault of family jewels."

Violet was surprised at such a request, "Why do you need something from the vault?"

Benedict swallowed a bit of pride, surely his family would make him anyways, "I need a ring, to ask for Y/n's hand."

Violet gasped, "I had no idea you two were finally dating! I'm so happy!" She smiled, truly happy for her son, "When did you two become a couple?"

"Last night," Benedict forced out, worried they'd tell him he's rushing things.

"And you want to propose so soon?", Anthony was merely curious.

Benedict looked at his elder brother, "If I recall correctly, you were all but telling me to do this very thing."

Anthony smiled, "Far be it for me to stand in your way. If you two had opened your eyes sooner, you'd likely already have a baby or two running around."

Benedict chuckled, "Don't count me out just yet."

Violet smacked his arm, "Please tell me you didn't compromise her!"

Anthony laughed hard, "Mother, things aren't quite as proper as they used to be, and I'm sure if she really didn't want him compromising her, he wouldn't have. And aren't you always saying you're in want of more grandchildren?"

Violet sighed, with a resigned smile on her face, "Very well, let's go find a ring for Y/n."

Y/n arrived home to find Benedict sitting on the couch watching TV. She curled up in his side and smiled up at him, "Hello."

Benedict grinned, rubbing her back, "Hello love, sorry, the show's pretty interesting." He kissed her softly, smiling softly when she reciprocated. He kissed her cheek a few times, "How was work?"

Y/n played with his curls at the nape of his neck, "Work was great, I missed you though." She kissed along his jaw, happy to finally be able to love him how she wanted to.

Benedict pulled her closer and rubbed her hip, "I missed you too. Actually, I have something for you." He got up from the couch, knelt down on one knee and took a princess cut diamond ring out of his pocket, "I know it might feel fast, but I've loved you since before I knew what love really was, you're my best friend and the love of my life. Will you marry me?"

Y/n reached out to wipe a tear away from Benedict's cheek, he hadn't even realized he was crying, but his heart sung when he heard her say, "Yes! Of course I'll marry you!" She hadn't expected it so soon, but she was overjoyed! Y/n felt him slip the ring onto her finger, it fit perfectly. She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him deep, excited and happy. Benedict returned the sentiment, whisking her away to his bedroom. His lips moved to her neck while his hands make quick work of their clothes. Benedict laid her down on his bed, pulling back from her hands as he grabbed her legs, kissing the inside of her left knee and never breaking eye contact. He gently bites her inner thigh, "Eyes open, love, I need to see your eyes, baby girl. I want to watch your face while I have my treat." Benedict blew air directly onto her clit, Y/n gasped and tried to close her legs. He grabbed her thighs, wrapping his arms around her thighs and resting a hand on her soft belly. He loved the way her skin felt and moved.

Benedict smirked, maintaining eye contact, "Eyes on me and no closing your legs." Y/n nod, understanding what he expected of her. Benedict buried his face in her pussy, tongue and teeth eating her like a starved man.

Y/n did her best to keep her eyes open, her right hand gripping his hair. She moaned, "Oh Daddy!" She bit her lip, letting Benedict do as he wished.

Benedict left a trail of hickies on her inner thighs, wanting to take his time with her, make her fall apart, so he can put her back together. He grinned wickedly, "Good girl." He fingered her gently, curling his fingers as he brushed against her g-spot.

Y/n let out a strangled moan, "Daddy!" Her hips ground against his hand, hungry for more.

Benedict chuckled, licking and sucking on her clit while his fingers sped up. He groaned in pleasure as he wore her thighs as earmuffs, replacing his fingers with his tongue inside her. Benedict could never get enough of her, she tasted like the sweetest flowers.

Y/n shook, her thighs trembling around his head, "Benny, oh god! I'm done! I'm done!" Her orgasm was lifting her, her stomach jumped like she was descending a hill on a rollercoaster.

Benedict kissed up her body, paying special attention to every inch of her skin, "You're not done until I say you are, love." He whispered in her ear, "One more orgasm, then you can be done for now."

Y/n nodded, she was defenseless against this side of Benedict, not that she could really ever deny him before. Benedict cupped her face in his hand and kissed her deeply, feeling her melt into the kiss.

Benedict picked her up and flipped her around like a doll. He placed her on her knees, kneeling behind her on the bed and rubbing her hips, "Look at yourself, darling girl, so fucking sexy!" He kissed her neck slow and indulgently, "If you look away from our reflections at all, I will stop. Understand?"

Y/n nodded, "Yes, Daddy." She watched him through the large mirror, pressing herself back against him.

Benedict met her gaze through the mirror, "Good girl. I want you to see how pretty you look while you're cock drunk." He manipulated her body into the position he needed her in, "Remember baby girl, eyes on us." Benedict slipped inside of her with little resistance, "Fuck, that's it darling, it's like you were made for me!" He kept his pace slow, watching her face through the mirror.

Benedict smacked her arse, then rubbed it gently, "Touch your perfect tits." Y/n used both hands to cup her breasts and squeezed them for him, which caused Benedict to pick up speed. He groaned, "Dirty girl, you like watching me fuck you, don't you?"

All Y/n could do was whine in the affirmative.

Benedict grabbed the front of her left thigh and lifted it back towards him, thrusting deeper and harder, "Fuck! You're gripping my cock to tight! Don't stop!"

Y/n gripped his arm, "I can't hold on, I'm gonna cum!"

Benedict gently bit the back of her neck, "You wait until I'm ready for you to cum." He thruster harder, the sounds of skin smacking skin, Y/n's moans and Benedict's grunts filled the room.

Benedict rubbed her clit hard and fast, "I'm gonna cum, soak my cock, sweet girl." Y/n whined and bowed her head, descending her rollercoaster once again. Benedict filled her to the brim, his hips stuttering and his thrusts becoming sloppy. He hummed, holding her close.

Several minutes later, Benedict recovered and kissed her head, "Let me clean you up, darling." He walked to the bathroom, returning with a wet wash cloth, wiping between her thighs. Y/n jumped in sensitivity, he kissed her cheek, "I'm sorry, love."

Y/n nodded, "It's okay, Benny. You really wore me out."

Benedict laid down, pulling her close, "Oh, we're only getting started, my love."

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Hi can I request a Simon Basset x (whatever makes you comfortable!)

Simon and .. had been childhood lovers but Simon is to blind to it so when he saw .. dancing with Another person he finally realized because of jeasouly

I love that! I'll definitely see what I can do with that!

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Best Buddies Chapter 6 (Modern Benedict Bridgerton x plus size!fem!reader)

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The Friday after their weekend at Aubrey Hall, Benedict was invited to a party held by his university, and he was allowed one guest. Of course Y/n would be the one accompanying him.

Benedict fixed his hair, hearing Y/n call for him. He froze in the doorway, once again stunned by her beauty. He smiled, "What did you call me for, love?"

Y/n looked up at Benedict, "Yes, I need some assistance zipping my dress up." She turned around so he could help her.

Benedict slowly zipped up her dress and rubbed her waist, kissing her cheek, "You look beautiful, as always, love."

Their friendship had gotten much more physically affectionate, not that either one minded. They were rarely apart. Benedict was simply waiting for the right moment to talk with her about his feelings for her. Y/n was taking what she could with him, hoping that just maybe it would turn into something more.

Y/n leaned into Benedict and smiled, "Thank you, Benny." She turned around, fixing his bowtie, "So handsome, are you ready?"

Benedict gave her a crooked smile, "Yes, are you ready as well, love?"

Y/n nodded, "I have to pick out a pair of shoes, then I should be ready."

Benedict playfully groaned, "We're going to be here forever!"

Y/n laughed and playfully smacked his chest, "Help me pick a pair and we'll be on our way."

Benedict chuckled, "Fine, what are the options?" Y/n gave him three options and he picked the middle, he explained, "Those go best with your dress."

Y/n put her shoes on, then grabbed her clutch, "I am ready, Benny."

Benedict was nervous about Y/n meeting his friends from art school, he was so proud of her that he only wanted to make her proud.

Benedict parked his car and quickly walked around to open her door for her. He held her hand, helping her out of the car and closing the door behind her. He smiled, "Are you ready, love?"

Y/n smiled, "I am ready, but a bit nervous, I do hope your friends here like me."

Benedict linked arms with her, leading her into the school, "I don't see why they wouldn't love you, you are after all, my best friend, the dearest person to my heart."

Y/n's cheeks tinged pink, "You do have a way with words, my dear Benny." She could tell he was excited for her to meet his other friends.

Benedict kissed her cheek, moving his hand to her lower back, "If anything, they may end up liking you better than they like me."

Y/n looked up at Benedict, "Not possible, Benny."

Benedict saw his group of friends approaching, he held Y/n's waist, "Hello! You guys wished to meet Y/n, here she is. My very best friend."

Y/n waved shyly, not used to such concentrated attention on her, "Hello, lovely to meet you all."

They all introduced themselves individually, but it was a girl with wildly curly brunette hair who spoke up, "Benedict talks about you all the time, you have been close to a myth within our group. It's great to meet you, Y/n."

Y/n grinned, "Thank you, I must confess that I was nervous to meet you all."

One of the guys replied, "We have all been curious about you, but I believe we'd all like to get to know you better."

Y/n nodded in kind, "I feel much the same way."

After a considerable time spent chatting with Benedict's friends, Y/n saw someone who she assumed to be a teacher approaching them.

Benedict followed her gaze, "Ah, Professor Grandville, lovely to see you."

Professor Grandville smiled, "Hello, Bridgerton, might you introduce me to your friend?"

Benedict grinned, "Of course, Professor Grandville, this is Y/n Y/L/n, my best friend since secondary school. Y/n, this is my drawing professor, Professor Grandville."

Professor Grandville smiled, "Lovely to meet you, Y/L/n."

Y/n smiled, "Lovely to meet you too." She rested in Benedict's lap, she had been enjoying the company of his friends. Y/n could tell he was fading fast, "Benedict, Benny, you look tired, how about we call it a night?"

Benedict held her close to his chest, despite his smile, he knew she saw through it, "Yes, I suppose it is that time, love." They both stood up and said their goodbyes to his friends.

The girl with the wild brunette hair, who Y/n learned was named Lela, hugged Y/n gently, "Don't be a stranger, we'd all love to see you again. Benedict has kept you from us for as long as he could."

Y/n returned her hug, "I would love that, to see you all again. But for now, we must depart, Benny here doesn't last long once he gets tired."

A blonde man approached the group, he strode over to Y/n and took her hand, kissing her knuckles and pulling her to her feet effortlessly, "Excuse me for being so forward, but you are gorgeous, I saw you and I couldn't help myself."

Y/n was very taken aback, "Oh, wow, I- um,-"

The blonde chuckled, "Forgive me, I neglected to introduce myself properly, I'm Lance Barnaby."

Y/n blushed a bit, mostly from the spectacle he put her in, but he was certainly handsome, "Y/n Y/L/n."

Lance smiled, "Charmed. So what brings you here? I'd remember you if I'd seen you before."

"I'm here with my best friend, to support him," Y/n looked at Benedict for some sort of rescue, but he wasn't even looking at her.

Benedict couldn't watch that prick woo her, he literally stole her from Benedict's lap! Benedict knew that if he looked at her, his face would say things he can't tell her here. But, he was also afraid of seeing her with the wrong man.

Lance nodded politely, "Very well, could I give you my number?"

Feeling far too awkward, especially without Benedict backing her up, she stuttered, "Yeah, okay."

Benedict had been giving Y/n the silent treatment since Lance approached her.

As they arrived home, Y/n took her heels off and turned to Benedict. She put her hands on her hips, "Enough, you need to talk to me right now, Bridgerton."

Benedict grumbled under his breath, knowing she wouldn't be able to understand. He turned to go to his bedroom, accepting that there would be no sleepover tonight.

Y/n grabbed his hand, "Benedict, Benny, you haven't talked to me in over an hour. I miss your voice, please." That broke his heart, but he couldn't talk to her about it, not yet. He kissed her head and walked to his room.

She was quick on his heals, closing his bedroom door behind her and locking it. She stayed pressed against the door knob so he wouldn't try to escape, "Talk to me." Benedict remained silent as he entered his closet to change. Y/n leaned against his bedroom door, "I'm not leaving you alone until we talk. What did I do to deserve the silent treatment from you?"

Benedict emerged from the closet in sweatpants and a white t-shirt, his hair was more relaxed, and she could see he was upset, she needed to know why. He picked her up with ease and unlocked the door, placing her on the other side of it.

Y/n put her hand on the door, "Don't you fucking dare, Benedict. We are going to talk."

Benedict snapped, "Not tonight, Y/n!" He saw fear and heartbreak fill her eyes, he never wanted her to be afraid of him. His expression softened and he pulled her back into the room, "We'll talk about it, but not tonight, okay?"

Y/n smiled sadly, "Okay, I just wanted to hear your voice." She looked down at her hands, afraid to look at him for too long right now, "I'll going to head to bed, goodnight." She left his room without a kiss goodnight or a hug, nothing.

Closing her bedroom door behind her, she covered her face with her hands. What did she do? He's never behaved like this towards her. She gathered herself up, walked to the bathroom to clean off her make-up, then returned to her bedroom. Y/n picked out a pair of comfy pajama shorts and one of Benedict's old t-shirts from school. She climbed into bed, worried that sleep wouldn't be finding her anytime soon.

About a half-hour later, Y/n heard her bedroom door open, but she was too stubborn to turn around. She felt the bed dip behind her and her blanket lift a bit. Pulling her into his chest, Benedict laid down behind her, "I'm sorry, love. I would never hurt you, don't you know that?"

"I know, and I know you said we'll talk about it tomorrow, but I can't sleep like this, we have to talk about what's bothering you," Y/n traced shapes on his arms that are wrapped around her.

Benedict sighed, knowing he wasn't going to get out of this, but he might as well make it interesting. He gently moved her hair off her shoulder and neck, kissing her jaw and neck, "You were in my lap." He licked a thin stripe up her neck and nibbled on her earlobe, "You're mine, my girl, my love." He rubs her thighs and hips in small circles with his fingertips of one hand, the other resting on her lower stomach underneath her shirt. He heard her breath become ragged and felt her thighs clench together. Benedict kissed her throat, "You're throwing away his number first thing tomorrow morning."

Y/n gasped and bit her lip, "Yes sir." She ground her arse against his already hardening cock, letting him know that she wanted more of the attention he'd already been giving her.

Benedict grabbed her hip and chuckled darkly, "Careful love, don't start what you can't finish." He'd gladly do whatever she wanted, but he didn't want to pressure her.

Y/n decided to test a theory she had, she turned in his arms and looked up at him, "Why didn't you correct him and tell him who I belong to?"

Benedict growled, "And who do you belong to, baby girl? Who do you sleep next to every night?" He decided to push it, "Who do you think about when you touch yourself?"

Y/n blushed bright pink, "You, Benny!"

Benedict grinned and kissed her rough and hard, the loving kisses could wait. He needed her. Y/n kissed back and gripped at his shirt, tearing it open. Benedict smirked against her lips, "Damn, love. Excited?"

Well past being embarrassed, Y/n moaned, "Fuck me before I kick you out of my bedroom and do it myself!"

Making quick work of her shirt and shorts, Benedict smirked, "No panties or bra, you're killing me, darling." He licked her nipples and rubbed her inner thighs, "Condom or no condom?" He knew she was on the pill, he just wanted to be respectful.

As she was using her thighs to push his sweatpants down, she smirked when his rigid cock smacked his stomach, "No condom, I want to feel you."

Benedict grinned and gently fingered her, "You're soaked, love."

She moaned, moving her hips against his hand, "Stop being a tease and fuck me, Bridgerton!"

He quickly traded out his fingers for his cock, burying himself to the hilt. Y/n cried in pleasure underneath him, "Move, Daddy, please!"

Benedict gripped her hips and thrusted hard and deep, his mouth occupied with the breasts he stole glances at for years. His tongue cradled them, his teeth nibbling and rolling her nipples in his mouth.

Y/n's whines accompanied by her hands gripping his hair and shoulders, was enough praise for him to continue. Benedict picked up his pace, thrusting faster and deeper. He knew he reached the right spot when Y/n was choking on air for a moment, then screamed his name. Benedict swallowed her scream as quickly as he could, kissing her deeply and hungrily. He wanted to consume her, and he was met with the same energy, Y/n couldn't get enough of him, she craved him.

Y/n looked up at Benedict after he pulled back from their kiss, she moaned loudly, moving her hips with his. She arched her back in pleasure, "Don't stop! Oh god yes! Yes! Yes! YES!" She held onto Benedict's shoulders so tightly, her knuckles turned white.

Benedict was just a mere human man, and the feeling of her orgasming around him sent him over the edge. He jackhammered himself into her, "Take it, fuck! It's yours, it's yours, I'm yours!" His body went limp and fell into Y/n's loving arms.

She gently played his hair hair while his face was buried in the curve of her neck. He was placing tired kisses on her neck, catching his breath. Y/n kissed his temple, "You could have just told me that you were jealous."

Benedict kissed her chin, "Love, I was fucking terrified. You have always been my dream, and I was so scared that I'd waited too long, and then he showed up, and you seemed to like the attention at least a little bit. I thought you were slipping through my fingers and I wouldn't be able to stop it."

Y/n rubbed his back with her fingertips, "Since we were kids, I've always been devoted to you, more than normal friends, I was worried someday you'd finally open your eyes and see that I'm in love with you and you wouldn't feel then same."

Grinning like a madman, Benedict looked up at her, "You're I love with me, huh?" He liked hearing that.

Y/n blushed and looked away, "Oh shut up, yes, I'm in love with you!"

Benedict gently turned her face to look at him and kissed her softly, longingly, then Y/n cupped his face in her hands deepening the kiss, "I'm in love with you too, darling girl. You're everything to me."

Y/n giggled like a little girl, "Good, because you're stuck with me."

Benedict kissed all over her face, "You'll be the next Mrs. Bridgerton, if I have anything to say about it."

Laughing and giggling, Y/n kissed his cheek, "Doesn't it seem a bit soon to be thinking about marriage? Shouldn't we date first?"

He brought her left hand to his mouth, kissing where a wedding ring would sit, "We've been waiting long enough, haven't we? You're it for me, I've always known that. We both want kids and I know how to keep you happy. Marry me, my love." He didn't have a ring on hand, but he'd get on his knees for her, if he wasn't so comfortable with his cock resting inside of her.

Y/n smiled, "I'm not giving my answer until there's a proper proposal with a ring." She knew she'd say yes, she never said no to him.

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Best Buddies Chapter 5 (Modern Benedict Bridgerton x plus size!fem!reader)

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Y/n woke up on Sunday, the last day of their visit into the country, the sun shining through the curtains of Benedict's bedroom. She felt his hand resting on her arse, not the she minded in the slightest. She gently stroked his cheek with her thumb, "Benedict, wake up, it's our last day here for the weekend."

Benedict didn't want to wake up, he groaned and curled into Y/n, resulting in Y/n on her back, his head resting on her chest and his body slotted between her legs. Y/n rubbed his back and kissed his head until she saw his eyes open, "Good morning, sleepyhead."

Benedict buried his face in her breasts, still half asleep, "I want to sleep, please. Family can wait." He didn't want to leave her arms and go see his family.

Y/n giggled, "Why is that?"

Benedict cuddled her closer, if that were possible, "You're comfy and warm, and you smell good."

Y/n blushed, "Thank you, Benny, but we can cuddle when we get home, I promise."

Benedict huffed, "Fine, I'll get up." He sat up on his knees, admiring the picture before him; Y/n in her pajamas, hair a mess, sleep in the corners of her eyes. She was perfect. He gently squeezed her thigh lovingly as he got up, like it was something he'd always done. Little did he know it started a fire inside Y/n, a fire that she knew she'd have to try to deal with on her own.

Y/n got up and fished a sundress out of her weekend bag, "What do you think?"

Benedict looked at her dress, it was beautiful and like most other men, he loved when women wore sundresses. Benedict nodded, "I like it, it looks good on you, love." He'd seen her in it before and it was the culprit of many a boner for him.

Y/n grinned and kissed his cheek, "I'm going to go freshen up and change."

Benedict nodded, sitting down on the edge of his bed. He felt his length stiffening again, "Fucking perfect." Benedict getting hard from being around Y/n wasn't new, but the frequency with which it was happening was. He stood up and gripped one of his bed posts, taking his cock in his other hand, thrusting into his hand, "Fuck, that's my girl, so tight! Mmm, Y/n, so good for me, baby girl."

Y/n couldn't believe her ears, Benedict was masturbating, to the thought of her, no less. She felt excited and nervous, but she certainly didn't want to interrupt him, that could make things very awkward.

As soon as she heard him stutter out her name, she hoped he'd finished. She gave it another couple moments, before she opened the door, "I'm ready, do you want me to wait here for you, Benny?"

Benedict had removed his shirt and was stretching, pretending as if nothing happened. He smiled, "Either one is fine with me, I don't want you to miss anything downstairs, but you can wait for me, if you wish, love."

Y/n approached Benedict and rested her hand on his chest, "Don't take too long, okay." She leaned up a bit, "I don't smell cigarettes!"

Benedict chuckled, "I told you I'd kick the habit. It'll take some time, but I feel good." He gently squeezed her waist with both hands, one resting on her lower back and one resting right above her arse. The second hand slid down and lightly touched her arse as he leaned in to kiss her cheek. Benedict felt her body curve with his as his lips touched her cheek. Y/n's arms draped around his shoulders and she kissed his cheek back, kissing his cheek a few times, each one longer than the last. With the last kiss, her hand cupped his opposite cheek, as if he might pull away.

Benedict had no intention of pulling away from all the wonderful attention she was giving him. He kissed her cheek again, his hands rubbing her lower back. He gently pulled back and kissed her temple, then her cheek again.

Y/n giggled softly, "Feeling affectionate this morning, are we?" She didn't mind at all, just surprised.

Benedict gave her a devilish grin, "You said I couldn't give you any kisses until I stopped smoking, and I've stopped, so I'm making up for the ones I missed yesterday." He kissed her jaw like she had done to him the night before.

Y/n blushed like mad, "Go get dressed, your family is waiting on us, I'm sure." She gave him one last kiss on the cheek before gently shoving him into the bathroom.

Benedict laughed but took his clothes into the bathroom with him, cleaning up and changing into jeans and a t-shirt. He exited the bathroom and put his tennis shoes on, "I'll take our bags to the car, you go socialize, I'll be right behind you."

Y/n fastened her sandals on, "Okay, don't be too long."

They both walked out of his bedroom, taking all of their possessions with them. Benedict kissed her cheek and parted paths with her at the bottom of the stairs, "I'll only be a minute, love."

One of Benedict's aunts on his father's side approached Y/n, "You must be Benedict's girlfriend, Violet has told me so much about you, it's lovely to meet you, deary."

Y/n felt her face turn to a crimson blush, "Oh, I'm Y/n, I'm not-."

Benedict appeared behind Y/n with a smile on his face, "Hello love, I see you've met my Aunt Margary. Aunt Margary, this is Y/n."

Aunt Margary smiled, "You two make a lovely couple."

Benedict just smiled and thanked her before she walked away, causing Y/n to look up at him. He could sense what she was going to ask, "It's okay, even if we tried to explain to her that we're just best friends, she'd act like she didn't hear it and continue on like we were a couple anyway."

After a few more introductions to extended family, all of them mistakenly believing that Benedict and Y/n were a couple, they decided to say their goodbyes to their immediate family.

Y/n gave each Bridgerton, a hug and a kiss on the cheek, along with Kate, Penelope, and baby Edmund. She embraced Violet last, Violet said, "Oh my darling girl, do keep an eye on Benedict for me."

Y/n giggled, "I always do, Violet."

Violet nodded, looking down at Y/n lovingly, "Dearest, as I've said before, you are my daughter, blood or not, you can call me Mum, or Mother, if you like."

Y/n teared up a bit, "I will keep an eye on Benedict, Mum."

Violet placed a kiss on Y/n's forehead, "Safe travels, dearest." She turned to Benedict, "And you, don't give her a hard time."

Benedict laughed and smiled, "Yes, Mother." He hugged her close, kissing her cheek.

Violet whispered to her son, "Tell her how you feel, dearest, you two would be so happy together. Don't lose her to someone else." She knew how special Y/n was to Benedict, but she also knew that he wouldn't have his window of opportunity forever.

Benedict nodded, "I won't let that happen, I promise."

The ride home felt much quicker than the ride to Benedict's country home.

As Y/n and Benedict walked into their shared flat, Y/n went straight to her bedroom to put away her clothes from the weekend.

Benedict did the same, then laid on his bed, thinking. He couldn't stop replaying their fervent displays of affection just that morning, how her body reacted to his. He needed to be close to her again, if only to hold her.

Benedict walked to her bedroom and noticed the door had been left slightly open, he heard her calling for him. No. She was moaning. Benedict strained his ear a bit more, he could hear a low, faint buzzing. Oh god, she was masturbating and thinking about him! He quietly sped to his bedroom, hoping she didn't notice he was there. About 10 minutes later, he heard shuffling from the kitchen.

Benedict exited his room and saw Y/n cooking a late lunch. He leaned against the island, smirking, "Can you make some for me too?"

Y/n looked over her shoulder at him and smiled, "Of course."

Benedict walked up behind her, his hands low on her hips and his lips grazing her ear, "Thank you, love." He kisses her cheek lazily several times, not bothering to pull away, just resting his lips against her cheek until pressing another kiss to her skin. He was slightly surprised she allowed him such brazen behavior. They remained there while she cooked their lunch, him wrapped around her while he gave her cheek kisses whenever he felt like it.

Y/n plated up their lunch on two plates and turned around in his arms, kissing his cheek long and lovingly. When her lips separated from his cheek, there was a soft sound, "It's so nice to be back home. I love your family, I truly do, but the only time I got you to myself was in your bedroom."

Benedict rubbed her lower back and kissed her temple, "You have my undivided attention, love."

Y/n smiled, rubbing his chest gently, "Good, let's eat."

They ate in a comfortable silence while the tv played in the background.

After lunch, Benedict cleaned up their dishes and took Y/n to his room for an evening of cuddling and watching movies.

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Benedict usually started his mornings with a cigarette, but he was reminded of the request Y/n had made the night before. He would quit, and perhaps it would be enough motivation to give him the courage to kiss her the way he truly desired to.

Benedict remained in bed with her, relishing the quiet and the peace. Y/n's head rested on his chest, her soft snores filled the room. He gently played with her fingers, thinking about what kind of ring he'd like to place on her hand someday. He truly wanted everything with her; a wedding, marriage, children, a future. Benedict may have dated in the past, but those girls, as nice as they were, were mere distractions from what and who he truly desired. He hoped that sooner rather than later he'd pluck up the courage and make his dream a reality, hopefully make her happy.

Y/n woke up gently, humming into Benedict's chest. She wasn't always afforded the luxury of a gentle awakening, so she soaked them up when she could. Y/n lifted her face and saw Benedict was already awake, she smiled, "Good morning."

Benedict smiled softly, "Good morning, love." He rubbed her back and went to kiss her cheek, but he remembered what she said last night.

Y/n smirked, "You remembered."

Benedict sighed, "I promise, no more smoking."

Y/n nodded, gently tracing shapes on his chest, "Can I see you dispose of the cigarettes?"

Benedict chuckled, "If that would make you happy, love."

Y/n grinned, "It really would." She kissed his cheek longer than she normally had before, then carefully untangled herself from his arms. She rose from his bed and stretched, "I'm going to take a shower, I shouldn't be too long."

Benedict rested one arm behind his head, watching her, "Okay love, take your time." He watched as she disappeared into the bathroom. Benedict waited until he heard the water turn on, then wrapped his hand around his cock. Stroking himself slow and gentle, Benedict let himself imagine it was Y/n taking care of him. He sighed, "Y/n, my love, please..." He stroked himself harder and faster, thinking about her in the dress she wore the previous night, he thought about lifting it and burying his face between her thighs, and about her riding him to her satisfaction. Benedict grunted and spilled on his lower abdomen, quickly cleaning it up with the bottom of his shirt.

Y/n turned on the water of the shower and stepped in, letting the water run over her body. She leaned against the shower wall as her hand traveled down her body. Her thumb brushed her clit, while her middle and ring fingers entered her pussy. She moaned softly, thinking about Benedict's hands roaming her body, his mouth following the path his hands made. She rubbed her clit harder, more urgently, "Oh Benedict! Benny! Right there! Harder!" She could feel she was close to her peak, "Don't stop, Benedict!" She shook and bit her lip, "Fuck, oh god."

Y/n gave herself a moment to collect herself before she actually cleaned her hair and body.

Breakfast with the Bridgertons was lively and fun, as it always was for Y/n, she never felt out of place with them. She sat between Benedict and Penelope. Y/n and Penelope were honorary Bridgertons, and they were also the best of friends, almost as close as Y/n and Benedict.

Everyone made conversation while breakfast was consumed, but Benedict's attention seldom left Y/n's face. He was looking forward to the rest of the day, spending time with his family and her, in a more relaxed setting than the previous night.

Y/n chased baby Edmund around the courtyard, knowing it would help burn some of his energy.

Benedict sat in the shade with Anthony and Kate, watching Y/n interact so naturally with his nephew.

Kate smiled, "She's a natural and a godsend, he'll go down for his nap soon."

Anthony held her hand and nodded, "Y/n would make an excellent mother someday."

Benedict replied without thinking, "She will be, our children will be lucky." He then realized what he said, "I mean, her children will be lucky."

Anthony smirked, "No use in hiding it, dear brother, it seems that everyone but her knows how you feel for her. You two are perfect for each other, it's about time something happened."

Benedict groaned, he wasn't ready for other people to know, or maybe he wasn't ready to know that other people could see his true feelings so easily. He sighed, "I'm working on it, with any luck, Mother will be running around, planning a wedding in a few years time."

Kate smiled, eyeing her brother-in-law, "You Bridgertons really do work fast."

Anthony laughed, "They've been dancing around this since they were fourteen. I believe that if everything had gone the way my dear brother wished, they'd be married already."

Benedict blushed, "If she and I are meant to be, I don't want to rush it, we have time." He wanted Y/n in his life forever, no matter the capacity.

Y/n scooped Edmund up and spun around with him in her arms, kissing his cheeks, "You are the sweetest baby, you know that?"

Edmund giggled and clung to Y/n, "Titi!" He called her 'Titi' because he couldn't say 'Auntie' yet. Edmund had definitely been tired out.

Y/n carried Edmund to Kate and Anthony, Anthony accepted Edmund into his arms. Y/n kissed Edmund's head, "He's sleepy."

Benedict grinned, he felt his heart clench watching her being positively maternal. He gently pulled her into his lap, keeping her close, "Sit with me a while, won't you, love?"

Y/n draped her arms around his shoulders, sitting sideways in his lap. She gently played with his hair while they watched the younger children play in the courtyard. Benedict leaned his head into her hand and he smiled, looking up at her. Y/n smiled back at Benedict and gently rubbed the back of his neck.

Later that night, Y/n had once again found her seat in Benedict's lap, as they enjoyed a bonfire with the rest of their family. She rested her head on his shoulder, while he hand rubbed up and down her back, then resting on her waist. His fingers splayed out against her body, a nonverbal claim on her.

Y/n grew tired, it had been a long day, a long, beautiful day. She looked at Benedict, "I'm going to retire for the night, I'll see you later, Benny." She kissed his cheek, holding it for a few seconds. Afterwards, she got up and bid everyone a goodnight, she hugged each Bridgerton sibling who was still awake, along with Penelope, and Kate. She saved her last hug for Violet, giving Violet a peck on the cheek, "Goodnight, Violet."

Violet hugged back and kissed Y/n's hairline, "Goodnight, dearest. Sweet dreams."

Y/n made her way inside and changed into her pajamas. She crawled into bed, resting on the side Benedict slept on the night before. Y/n lied on her stomach, falling asleep enveloped by Benedict's scene.

Benedict joined Y/n in his bedroom about an hour later, he noticed she was sleeping on the side he slept on the previous night. He smiled to himself, changing into his pajamas and climbing into bed beside Y/n. The pillow he rested his head on smelled like her. Benedict admired her sleeping face, so beautiful and peaceful. He gently tucked her hair behind her ear, seeing her eyes flutter open, "I'm sorry, love, I didn't mean to wake you."

Y/n smiled sleepily, "It's quite alright, I'm glad you did, I wanted to know when you'd come to bed." She cuddled into his side, her left arm resting over his abdomen.

Benedict encompassed her in his arms, "Mhm, you just wanted to be cuddled." He didn't mind, he'd cuddle her any time she wanted.

Y/n closed her eyes for a moment, feeling safe and excited all at once when Benedict held her close. She wanted to push their usual friendly flirtation a bit, see if possibly she had a chance with Benedict. She was well aware that Violet thought they should be together, and Violet had always been quite the matchmaker, so why not test her theory? Under the guise of being sleepy and cuddly, Y/n rested her left leg over his hips.

Benedict rested his hand on her left thigh and gently lifted it slightly higher on his body, so she wouldn't be able to feel his hard on that was forming. He gave her thigh a gentle squeeze, "My cuddle bug."

Y/n slipped her right arm into the space underneath his neck, her right hand playing with his hair. She kissed his cheek, "My Benny."

Benedict chuckled softly and rubbed her lower back with his left hand, his hand slipping under her shirt to trace shapes on her skin, "Yes love, I'm your Benny."

Y/n looked at Benedict, "So you're finally accepting the nickname?" She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

He smiled, "Yes, but only because it's from you." He could only accept such a silly nickname from her.

Y/n grinned and nuzzled her face into his neck, "I love you, Benny." She meant it in every way, as a friend, as the man she'd loved for the last ten years, as the best person she'd ever known.

Benedict hugged her closer, "I love you too, darling." He could feel her lips on his neck, much more of that and he was sure he wouldn't be able to control himself. He rubbed her thigh that rested across his body, wanting to see how far up she would allow his hand, the most terrifying game of Chicken he'd ever played. Benedict's hand made it just under the hem of her pajama shorts before he stopped himself, he didn't want to risk her being uncomfortable with him.

Y/n felt excited and nervous to see how far his hand would go, she had remained silent as to not scare him off. When his hand stopped moving, she gently rubbed his chest and kissed his cheek, "We should get some rest." She pressed a kiss to his jaw, "Sweet dreams, Benny."

Benedict gently rubbed her thigh again and gave her a tired smile, "Sweet dreams, love."

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Benedict fastened his cufflinks onto his sleeves, "Love, are you ready?"

"I'm almost ready, I need your help," Y/n walked into his bedroom from the bathroom, having just finished her makeup. She turned her back to Benedict, "Could you zip me up?"

Benedict placed his hand on her waist, drawing her closer to himself. Selfishly, his eyes ate up the sight of her exposed skin while they could. Benedict gently zipped up the back of her dress, "This dress is lovely."

Y/n turned around and smiled, "Thank you, your mum picked it out."

"She has good taste, I must say," He smiled, not shy about checking her out in the dress, but it wasn't anything new, they loved to flirt.

Y/n blushed, looking up at Benedict, "I'm glad you like it, she has great taste." She slipped on her heels and checked her hair one last time in the mirror.

Benedict looked at her through the mirror, "You look perfect, don't worry, everyone will love you."

Y/n turned around and placed her hands on his chest, "Thank you, Benny."

He chuckled, "Someday, you must find a better nickname for me." He grabbed his weekend bag and car keys, "Let's go, love."

Y/n picked up her clutch purse and weekend bag, "I'm right behind you."

Benedict locked the front door of their flat after them, then pocketed his keys, walking down the stairs with Y/n. He kept an eye on her and a hand on her back, it made him nervous when she walked down stairs in heels.

Y/n felt the nervousness radiating from Benedict, "You need not worry about me, I'm perfectly fine to walk in heels. I'm a big girl, Benny." She entered the parking garage as Benedict held the door open for her, "Thank you." Y/n made a bee line for Benedict's car, her fingertips lightly grazing the rear of her car as she passed it.

Benedict took her weekend bag from her hand, putting it, along with his, in the boot of his car. He moved to open the passenger door for Y/n, "Ladies first."

Y/n blushed softly and smiled, sitting down in the car, "Such a gentleman, I can only imagine how well your future girlfriend will be treated."

Benedict rounded the front of the car and she buckled herself in, he muttered to himself, "If only you knew, love." He climbed into his seat, turning the car on.

Once on the road, Benedict's hand found purchase on Y/n's thigh, while Y/n's hand rested around his bicep. They sat in a comfortable silence, filled with music they loved and the occasional comment or joke. They didn't need the constant conversation, they were enjoying the moment.

Upon arriving at Benedict's family's country home, Aubrey Hall, Benedict parked his car and gently patted Y/n's thigh, "Ready to party? I'll take our bags up, you join the fun, and I'll catch up with you." Y/n was about to protest, possibly suggest that she'd help him with the bags, but Benedict spoke, "Go, have fun, I won't be long at all." He leapt out of the car, quick to the passenger side, opening the door for her.

Y/n took the hand Benedict offered to her as she stepped out of the car. He thought she looked like a celebrity, styled to perfection and poised like royalty. Y/n looked up at him, she could have sworn he looked like a prince that night. She smiled, "Fine, don't be long." She kissed his cheek in parting and made her way to the courtyard where she heard chatter coming from.

Benedict carried the weekend bags into the home and made his way to his room, placing his bag on his bed. He trekked around the house, looking for a suitable room for Y/n, but all seemed to be occupied by guest's belongings. Benedict walked down to the kitchen and caught his mother, "Mother, I was wondering if there was a room for Y/n to stay in."

Violet smiled, "Hello to you too, dearest. I had assumed you two would be sharing a room, you are so very close with one another. Is that a problem, dearest?" Violet was no fool, she knew exactly what she was doing.

Benedict nodded, "It's fine, Mother, I'll inform her of the sleeping arrangement." He kissed her cheek, then walked back up to his bedroom, resting Y/n's bag next to his on his bed.

Y/n was greeted by Daphne, she hugged Daphne close, "Hello, Daph, how is my favorite graduate?" She had known Daphne since Daphne was only eight years old. Daphne always saw Y/n as the older sister she never had.

Daphne returned the hug and smiled, "I'm well, I have missed you around the house though."

Y/n held Daphne's hand, "I have missed you too, my little flower, and we have all weekend to catch up."

Daphne smiled wide, excited to spend time with her chosen sister. Daphne saw Benedict approaching, "Hello, Brother, glad to see you made it."

Benedict gave her a side hug and kissed her head, "You as well, Daphne." He moved to rest his hand on Y/n's lower back, enjoying seeing Y/n be a part of his family, it was as if she was already his, in a way. Benedict gently guided her, "Daph, if you'll excuse us, I'd like to introduce Y/n to more of our family."

Daphne smiled, understanding, "Have fun, and Y/n, I'll see you later, I must steal you from my brother soon this weekend."

Y/n smiled, "Of course, my flower." She cupped Daphne's jaw in her hands and kissed Daphne's forehead. Daphne was Y/n's flower because Daphne always brought Y/n flowers she'd picked. Daphne blushed and nodded, going off to find her younger siblings.

After a long night of introductions, Benedict lead Y/n to his bedroom, but not before Violet intercepted the pair. She smiled warmly, clearly tipsy, "My dearests!" She hugged Y/n close and a bit tight, "You look marvelous, love. Thank you for coming, the party would not have been the same without you. You are a Bridgerton, dearest, in every way that matters." Violet couldn't think of anyone better for her second son to be with.

Y/n couldn't help but grin, "Thank you, Violet, that means so much to me."

Violet touched Y/n's cheek, "I know I'm not sober right now, but I meant every word, dearest. I should retire for the night. Goodnight." She looked at Benedict, "Goodnight, dearest. Take care of our Y/n."

Benedict kissed his mother's cheek, "I always do. Goodnight, Mother." He opened his bedroom door for Y/n, she walked through and Benedict closed the door behind them, "She's right, you know, you are a Bridgerton in every way that matters. My whole family loves you."

Y/n pulled a pin out of her hair, letting it fall down over her shoulders, "I love your family. They fuss over me like my family fusses over you. I'm sure sometimes my mother prefers you and your artistic soul to my analytical brother."

Benedict chuckled as he removed his bowtie, "Your mother is an artistic soul, she must be where you get yours from." He slipped off his tux coat, "Are you sure you're comfortable sharing a bed?" Benedict was more than happy to share his bed with her, but he didn't want to cross any boundaries that would make her uncomfortable.

Y/n slipped her heels off, "Of course, it wouldn't be the first time we shared a bed, Benny."

Benedict nodded, "It wouldn't be, but it's not quite the same environment."

Y/n entered the connected bathroom, washing the make-up off her face, "We have shared a bed here before."

Benedict leaned in the doorway, "Yes, but it was just us and my immediate family, not extended family and other guests."

Y/n patted her face dry with a small towel, "I suppose that's true, but anyhow, I don't see us sharing a bed as a problem."

Benedict nodded, "I don't either, I just wanted to make sure that you're comfortable with sharing a bed with me."

Y/n turned to look at Benedict, "You are sweet, Benny." She walked past him, opening her weekend bag and retrieving her pajamas; Benedict's school shirt from secondary school and shorts that hugged her bum just right.

After changing into her pajamas, she walked back into the bedroom and looked in the mirror. She was never thin, but she had accepted that, and normally she was confident, but everyone is allowed a moment of insecurity.

Benedict could sense her internal debate, he stood behind her, resting his hands on her waist, "Hey, you are beautiful, never doubt that."

Y/n rested her head on his shoulder, "Thank you."

Benedict gently squeezed her waist, "You are. The Greeks sculpted beautiful goddesses who could be your twin."

Y/n turned around in his arms, burying her face in his shoulder, "Thank you." Her words carried a tone of acceptance and appreciation. She always found comfort and solace in his arms. She looked up at him, "Why are you still mostly in your suit? It's been a long day, get comfortable."

Benedict kissed her head, then opened his weekend bag, picking out a comfortable cotton t-shirt and loose fitting pajama pants. He entered the bathroom and changed clothes, finding the need to tuck his member into his waistband in an effort to hide his boner the best he could. He had been sporting one since he saw her in her party gown, but he was a gentleman, and he wouldn't impose himself on her.

Upon exiting the bathroom, Benedict picked up his box of cigarettes. He knew it was a nasty habit, one he wanted to kick, but it was hard. He stepped out onto the balcony of his bedroom, overlooking the courtyard.

Y/n walked out into the opposite side of the balcony, "Benedict, I do wish you'd quit that terrible habit. I want you around for as long as possible, in the best possible condition, at that."

Benedict took a drag of his cigarette, "So you don't want me to smoke cigarettes, but joints are fine?"

Y/n raised an eyebrow at him, "You won't get cancer from weed, Benny."

Benedict nodded and finished his cigarette, "I know, love. I want to quit, I do." He touched her waist and pulled her close, he went to kiss her forehead, but felt her hand on his chest.

Y/n gently patted Benedict's chest, "How about this for motivation, you cannot kiss me at all until you've kicked the cigarettes."

Benedict couldn't have come up with a better motivation if he tried.

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Benedict woke up in the morning, he felt Y/n still in his arms. He looked at his left arm and noticed the black bandage, Benedict carefully lifted it off his arm to look at his new tattoo. It was beautiful, an old fashioned paint pallet, it looked like swatches of paint covered the pallet. He knew she was skilled, and he was proud to have her art on his body. Benedict gently stroked her hair, kissing her temple, he would stay in bed with her all day if he could.

Y/n shifted against Benedict and opened her eyes, "Good morning, Benny." She looked at his arm, gently touched around his new tattoo, "It suits you, full of color, expressive."

Benedict rubbed her lower back, "It's perfect, love." He pulled her closer, if that was possible, "What are your plans for today?"

Y/n rested her chin on his chest, "Not much, probably draw, read, bug you. What do you have planned?"

Benedict chuckled, "Well, I have to check my score for the exam, but other than that, I'm free today." He picked up his phone and checked his school email, opening the email about the exam. Benedict saw that he aced it, he leapt up from his bed and threw open the window, yelling, "YOU SHALL ALL BARE WITNESS TO MY TALENTS!"

Y/n sat up in bed, laughing, "You're such a dork, Benny!" She got up and gently pulled him back inside, "I'm so happy for you, but you need to relax a bit."

Benedict pulled her into his lap, "Thank you, love. What should we do to celebrate?"

Y/n gently played with his hair, "We could have a lazy day, whatever you want."

Benedict smiled, "That sounds great, what do you want for breakfast?"

"Surprise me!," Y/n stood up from his lap, "I'm going to take a shower." She walks to the master bathroom, swaying her hips.

Benedict couldn't tear his eyes away from her arse.

Slipping on her pajamas, Y/n was quick to leave her bedroom for Benedict's. She laughed and smacked at his hands playfully when he greedily pulled her into his bed.

Benedict sat up, "I want to cuddle. I missed you."

Y/n smiled wickedly, "I was only gone for like 30 minutes!"

He ignored her expression, "Don't care, I want to cuddle."

"Okay, okay, get comfy then," Y/n resigned herself to whatever Benedict wanted.

Benedict rested his head against Y/n's chest, he didn't let her be the big spoon very often, but he couldn't say no to being close to her. His eyes were heavy in relaxation as Y/n's fingertips gently raked over his scalp. If she truly knew how much he enjoyed her touch, he'd constantly be at her mercy, even more so than he already was.

Y/n wasn't watching the show Benedict had picked, her focus was more on him. They didn't get to have many moments like this. She loved his family, sometimes more than her own, but they were certainly nosey. Although, she'd like to think they wouldn't have been who they were without being in one another's business, at least a little bit.

Y/n soaked up all the alone time she could get with Benedict, getting lost in the feeling of his back shifting against her as he breathed, the small sounds he made that he didn't notice, but she did.

There was a knock at the door, he reluctantly got up and answered the door. His mother, Violet, was on the other side of the door.

Violet smiled, seeing her second eldest son and Y/n. Violet adored Y/n, she was like the fifth daughter Violet never had. Violet saw the love Y/n and Benedict shared, even if they can't see it. She hugged Y/n, "Hello, dearest!" Violet kissed Y/n's cheek, "I'm glad you're here, I have missed you."

Y/n blushed, hugging Violet back, "Hello, Violet! Awe, it's not even been a week since we last saw each other."

Violet looked at Y/n lovingly, "Dearest, you are practically my child, I miss you all the time."

Benedict watched from the living room and chuckled, "Hello, Mother. What brings you here?"

Violet moved her gaze to Benedict, "Can I not drop in on you? I am your mother, after all." Benedict raised his eyebrow at her, not that he minded her visit, he just could tell she was up to something. Violet sighed, "You caught me, dearest. We're having a very large party, and I want you two to attend. The party is this Saturday, it starts at 8 in the evening. It's very formal, there will be a lot of family as well. Also, it will last the whole weekend, so pack a bag!"

Benedict nodded and walked over to his mother, "Yeah, I'll be there." He didn't want to speak for Y/n, he'd made that mistake before and she put him in his place.

"I'd love to go, I'll likely arrive with Benny, as always," Y/n always tagged along with Benedict to family events, she loved his family and had ingrained herself in his life like no one else ever had.

Benedict looked at his mother, "Would you like some tea, Mum?"

Violet smiled, "That sounds lovely, dearest, but I must get going, much to do for the party! It was lovely to see you two, I will see you both soon!" She touched both Y/n and Benedict's cheeks at the same time, placed a kiss on Benedict's cheek, then kissed Y/n's cheek again.

Y/n kissed Violet's cheek in return, "See you soon!"

Benedict gave his mother a gentle hug and kissed her head, "Drive safe, Mum."

Violet hugged back, "I will." As she was walking out the front door, she called back, "Love you two!"

Y/n and Benedict called to her at the same time, "Love you too!"

Benedict closed the door behind his mother, turning to Y/n, "How about we get back to relaxing?"

"Yes!," Y/n ran back to Benedict's bedroom and leapt onto his bed, getting comfy. She patted the space between her legs, so Benedict could resume his previous position from before Violet arrived.

Benedict crawled back onto the bed and laid his head on Y/n's chest "You're comfy."

Y/n laughed, "I'm glad, I think."

Benedict laughed, "It's a compliment, love."

Y/n gently played with his hair while they watched Y/n's favorite show. She watched his eyelids grow heavy, holding back a laugh when he was fighting so hard to stay awake.

"Benny, hey, you fell asleep an hour ago, wake up," Y/n gently shook Benedict's shoulder, she couldn't get up with him sleeping on her.

Benedict groaned and opened his eyes a bit, "Why are you waking me up?"

Y/n softly poked his cheek with her fingertip, "I need to get up, and you're heavy."

He didn't move, "But I'm comfy here."

Y/n pushed him off of her as gently as possible, "I have to use the bathroom, Benny!" She ran to the bathroom.

Benedict chuckled, "Okay love, I want to cuddle when you get back."

After a couple minutes, Y/n walked back into his bedroom, laying down with Benedict, "My turn to be the little spoon."

Benedict grabbed her and moved her like she weighed nothing, bringing a squealing laugh out of Y/n. He pulled her close to his chest and gently traced shapes on her arm.

Y/n shifted in his hold, her face eventually buried in his chest, it was her turn to nap.

Benedict kissed her hair, feeling his eyes close.

He dreamed of a life with her, it wasn't much different than their current life, but he could was able to love her the way he wanted to.

Y/n woke up at midnight and buried her face in Benedict's chest. She sighed, knowing she wouldn't be able to sleep for a few hours.

Benedict rubbed her back, "Hey love, sleep well?"

Y/n looked up at him, "Yeah, did you?"

Benedict nodded and smiled softly, "I did. Today's been perfect." Y/n nodded, relaxing into his chest.

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"Andrew! Slow down, my love!," Y/n chased after her baby, who learned to run before walking. Andrew squealed in delight, loving when Mama chased him.

Anthony swooped in, catching his son and kissing his chubby cheeks, "Mama shouldn't be chasing you, sweetheart." Andrew gave his father the most cross look a one year old could muster. Anthony smiled, "Mama has your little brother or sister in her belly."

Y/n rubbed Andrew's back, "It's alright, my love, go play."

Anthony placed Andrew on his feet, watching as his son raced to his Grandma Violet. Anthony pulled Y/n close and kissed her neck, "I think we should go play as well, Viscountess Bridgerton."

Y/n blushed and nodded, leading Anthony up to their bedroom.

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Best Buddies: Chapter 1 (Modern Benedict Bridgerton x plus size!fem!reader)

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Y/n walked into the Number Five, she laughed as Hyacinth and Gregory circled her, "Hello loves, what's up?"

The two started talking over each other, trying to tell her about their day.

Benedict leaned in the doorway of the drawing room, "Ah, now you've got them going." He smirked, admiring his best friend and how well she handled his younger siblings.

Y/n smiled, "That all sounds lovely, we'll talk later, okay? Benedict asked me to come over, my loves."

Hyacinth and Gregory nodded and ran off to play.

Yn turned back to Benedict, "So what do you need help with?"

Benedict raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, "Am I not allowed to simply enjoy your company?"

Y/n walked closer to Benedict and put her hand over his crossed arms, "Of course you can, but I sense you need something more from me than just my company, Benny."

"Oh, you know I don't like that nickname!," Benedict whined.

This made Y/n giggle, "It's never going away, it's been the same for the last ten years. Year nine art class, and the rest is history, my dear Benny." She gave him her best smile and he couldn't help but fold.

Benedict kissed her head, "You know me too well, love. I need a distraction, I'm wracking my brain waiting on a score for a very important exam." Thing is, despite how well she knew him, he had one very big secret. She's his love.

Y/n nodded, understanding, "Then you've called the right lady! What did you have in mind? Movie and take out? Games? Smoke sesh?" She looked up at him like he hung the moon, because to her, he did.

Benedict gently took her hands in his, "Dealer's choice, love." He'd do whatever she wants to.

Y/n gently squeezed his hands, "How about we smoke, I'll order your favorite take out, and we'll put on a show, just waste the night away. We can worry about the score tomorrow."

Benedict grinned and wrapped her up in his arms, "You are amazing!"

Laughing and enjoying the moment, Y/n hugged Benedict back, "Thank you, Benny." She looked up at Benedict, "I love your family, I really, really do, but can we do this in your bedroom or our flat?"

Benedict rubbed his hand up and down her back, "Our flat sounds perfect, love." He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.

Y/n squealed and lightly, playfully beat on his back, "Benny! Put me down!"

Benedict placed Y/n in the passenger seat of his car and fastening her seatbelt for her, "There you are, love."

Y/n blushed a bit and raised an eyebrow at Benedict, "I'm a big girl, I can buckle myself in."

Benedict just chuckled, slipping into the driver's seat, "Even so, I just did it, so deal with it." He starts the drive to his flat, "What kind of movie do you have in mind?"

Gently poking his cheek, Y/n smiled, "I was thinking either something scary or something funny."

Benedict thought for a moment, "What about a rom-com?"

Y/n groaned, "You know I don't like those, I know it's your night, but please no rom-coms, Benny."

"Fine, fine, how about a horror movie and a romance movie?," Benedict replied as he parked in the parking garage.

As she was undoing her seatbelt, Y/n nodded, "Sounds perfect to me."

Benedict rushed around to open her door for her, they may have loved to tease each other, but he was a gentleman regardless. He took her hand to help her out of the car. Y/n accepted his hand, "Thank you, Benny."

Benedict wrapped his arm around her waist and walked with her to their shared flat, "Will I ever hear the end of that nickname?"

"Nope!," Y/n patted his chest a few times with her hand, "We'll be old and grey before I even think of not using your nickname sometimes."

Benedict unlocked the front door to their flat, "You're so lucky I love you."

Y/n walked in before Benedict, "I love you too, Benny." He groaned, but didn't feel it was worth the bickering for the moment. Y/n smiled, "What are you in the mood to have for dinner?" She made her way to his bedroom, opening his dresser drawers and finding some short shorts and an old shirt. She loved that she could somehow fit his more relaxed clothes.

Benedict leaned in the doorway of his bedroom, "I have been craving Chinese all week."

Y/n whirled around and looked at Benedict, "You don't get to watch me change, you cheeky man!"

Benedict held his hands up in surrender, "You left the door open, love. I will close the door on my way out." He sat on his bed and watched for her next move.

She narrowed her eyes at Benedict, "Out! This is not a free show, Benny!"

Benedict whined playfully, "Oh come on! If only for artistic reasons?" Y/n shook her head, pointing towards the door. Benedict sighed, "Well, it was worth a shot!"

A smile cracked on Y/n's face, "Cute, but seriously, Benny, a little privacy please. I'll be all yours for the rest of the night, after I change clothes."

He relented and stood up, making his way out of his bedroom, "Fine, I suppose." He closed the door behind himself and muttered, "All mine for the night, if only."

Before finally getting settled into the sofa, Y/n put the boxes of Chinese she ordered for herself and Benedict in the microwave. Benedict rounded the corner of the kitchen island and stood next to her, he held up two forks, "Let's dig in!"

Y/n smiled up at Benedict, "You need to finish your joint first, you said you wanted to get high."

Benedict picked up the small piece that was left of his joint, "Finish it for me?" He gave her his best puppy dog eyes.

She sighed, "I'll take a drag, but I rolled it for you." She grabbed his wrist and guided his hand to her lips. Y/n took a long drag, then leaned in close to Benedict's face, aiming the smoke towards his slightly parted lips, "There, all yours, Benny."

He was in a daze, it was almost as bad as it had been earlier when he watched her lick the paper to seal his joint for him. The way her tongue moved had him weak in the knees, luckily he was sitting down then.

Benedict finished his joint and opened the microwave, "Can we eat now?"

Y/n smiled, "Yes, let's eat!" She helped him bring the bag the boxes were delivered in to the living room. She got comfortable on the sofa and opened the food she got just for her, while handing him his food, and leaving their shared food untouched for the time being.

Benedict found a movie that he had been wanting to see, it was a romantic comedy, but he wasn't about to tell Y/n that. He hoped he could open her mind a bit, Daniel Radcliffe was the leading actor, after all.

Y/n could quickly tell it was a romantic comedy, but she chose not to get on Benedict about it and give this one a chance.

The movie was very funny, and the story was sweet, Y/n actually enjoyed it. She lifted her head from Benedict's shoulder and looked at him, "I will admit, I enjoyed that one." The smile that broke out across Benedict's face, she'd do anything to see that smile all the time.

He chuckled, "I'm glad, love. What did you have in mind for a horror movie?"

Y/n shrugged, "Let's see what's available." She flipped through a few before settling on The Barbarian. While she did love horror movies, she had an ulterior motive for picking a horror movie, Benedict held onto her whenever he got scared, how could she pass up the opportunity?

Benedict wasn't a huge fan of horror movies, although they did give him an excuse to hold her closer than usual, but she didn't need to know that.

Unveiling his face from Y/n's hair, Benedict watched the end of the movie, his hands still around her waist. Y/n smiled faintly and was gently rubbing his back, "It's almost over, don't worry."

Benedict rested his head on top of her's, "Can we put on something a little more lighthearted?" He made no attempt to release her from his hold.

Y/n grabbed the remote and put on his favorite show, That 70's Show. She relaxed in his hold, slightly craning her neck to meet his eyes, "How are you feeling, Benny?"

He smiled lazily, "Relaxed, happy. Thank you for taking care of me, love. Could you give me a tattoo? You left your home kit in my room last week, by the way."

Y/n laughed, "I knew it! I couldn't find it anywhere! Are you sure you want a tattoo?"

Benedict grinned, he trusted her, as she was a very talented tattoo artist, "Honestly, I'm surprised you never asked me to be your guinea pig when you were learning."

Y/n smiled warmly, "And you would have let me tattoo you then?"

He nodded, "Of course, we always support each other in our endeavors. Could you do something with color? Not too large, on my inner left forearm?"

Y/n shifted in his hold, "I would love to, you get comfortable, I'll get you prepped." She gently left his side and stood up, "Do you want numbing cream?"

Benedict smiled, "I should think I can go without numbing cream, you can certainly withstand tattoos without it," he lightly teased.

Playfully rolling her eyes, Y/n went to grab her kit from his bedroom, she calls, "Just for that, you won't get any numbing cream, Benny!" She came back and cleaned up the coffee table, wiped it down and pulls a short stool over to the sofa. She put on gloves, then gently took Benedict's arm, "I'm going to shave the area, then cleanse it." Benedict nodded in understanding.

Y/n put the tattoo gun down and gently wiped down his fresh tattoo, she looked at his face, "You did sit very well, Benny. I'm proud of you!"

Benedict nodded, "Thank you, love. Although, it does feel a bit sore."

Y/n grabbed a black patch from her kit and placed it over Benedict's new tattoo, fastening it with tape, "It'll be fine, your muscles just got repeatedly stabbed, it's going to be sore for a bit." She kissed his cheek softly, "You sat wonderfully for it, thank you, Benny."

He chuckled, "Thank you for doing this for me, love."

She cleaned up her kit and disposed of the needles she used and her gloves, "Any time, friends and family discount. Plus a little practice for me never hurts." She knew he would never abuse the privilege to get free tattoos.

Benedict gently carried Y/n to his bedroom since it was closer, using one hand to open the door, then pull back the covers. He placed her in his bed and tucked her in, kissing her forehead, "Sweet dreams, my darling."

Y/n grabbed onto his t-shirt as he was pulling away, "Come to bed, please."

Benedict smiled softly and gently stroked her hair, watching her sleepy face, just barely seeing her irises through her heavy eyelids, "Oh, I was going to take the couch."

She opened her eyes a bit more, "I don't bite, you can also sleep in your bed." She gave him a sleepy smile, how could he ever say no to her?

Benedict gently touched her cheek with his thumb, "Okay, I'll stay." He got up and turned out the light, street lights outlining Y/n's tired form. Benedict climbed into bed on the opposite side of the mattress, opting to keep some space between himself and Y/n. Of course he'd much prefer to have her close, but he couldn't find an excuse to hold her.

Y/n rolled over as she fell back to sleep, her arm resting across his stomach. She cuddled up to Benedict and rested her head on his chest. Benedict gently pulled her closer, rubbing her back and kissing her head, "Goodnight, my love." He felt he could call her that since she was asleep.

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• Epilogue

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His Diamond: Chapter 8 (Anthony Bridgerton x plus size!fem!reader)

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A week passed without much change from Y/n, she was still unconscious.

Anthony couldn't relax at all. What little rest he did happen to get was in his study, once pure exhaustion had taken over. He was at her side every now and then, but the guilt was eating him alive. His siblings and mother rarely left Y/n alone, Violet often slept in a chair in case Y/n woke up in the night.

On a bright Thursday morning, Y/n stirred, causing Colin to sit upright. Colin had been hopeful that she'd wake up soon, he missed his sister-in-law. Y/n's eyes fluttered open, "Colin? What happened?"

Colin moved to sit on the edge of her bed, "You hit your head, worried all of us. You've been asleep for a week. How does your head feel?"

Y/n sat up a bit, "My head feels alright. Where is Anthony?"

Colin kissed her head, "I will go fetch him, Thank you for waking up, I have missed you, Sister."

Y/n blushed, "Thank you, Brother." She was happy to have her family.

Colin left the room to find Anthony. He knew Anthony would most likely be in his study.

Colin knocked on the door, "Brother, Y/n's awake and asking for you."

Anthony looked up from his work, "Thank God." He abandoned his work, racing up to his bedroom, "Colin, call for the doctor!" Colin did as instructed.

Anthony opened their bedroom door to see Y/n sitting up in bed, "Y/n, how are you feeling?"

Y/n looked up at Anthony, "Tired."

Anthony nodded, "The doctor is coming to make sure you're okay." He was about to break down, "I'll be right back." He left the room and came eye-to-eye with his mother, finally breaking down in tears, finally feeling everything he's been repressing for so long.

Violet caught her eldest son before he could fully collapse, "Anthony, dearest, what happened?" She feared the worst, but made him sit down on the sofa.

Anthony held his face in his hands, his body wracked with sobs. He looked at his mother, "She's awake." Sighing shakily, Anthony continuted, "I was so scared she'd slip away from me, like Father did. I swore I'd never let love into my marriage, so I could avoid causing my wife the pain of my passing, the pain Father caused you."

Violet stroked Anthony's hair, "I am so sorry I was not fully present when your father passed, I regret it every day. And yes, the pain of losing him remains every day, but only because I love him so much. That is not a weakness, to love and feel pain. I see so much of Edmund in you, and I am happy for having gotten to love him in the time he was mine. The day he died, I saw a wall go up inside your heart. The only person who has been able to crack that wall is your lovely wife, even before you married. Don't push her away to try and spare her, cherish her while you're both here."

Anthony's chin trembled, "The day I found her, the doctor said she was with child. What if our child is not alright?"

Violet held his hand, "Then we will be there for her."

Anthony wiped his tears, even as new ones fell.

The doctor walked into Y/n and Anthony's bedroom, followed by Eloise.

Anthony looked at his mother, "I cannot go in there right now."

Violet stood up, still holding his hand, "You will go in there and be with your wife, support her."

Anthony knew his mother was right. He stood up and kissed Violet's cheek, then walked into his bedroom.

Y/n turned her head to look at him, "Anthony, please," she held her hand out to him. As upset as she was with him, she needed to hold his hand and feel him there with her.

Anthony was at her side at once, taking her hand in his. He watched as the doctor examined Y/n, nervous for the news.

As the doctor stood up, he announced, "Lady Bridgerton, I recommend at least a few more days of bedrest. You are very lucky that fall you took did not cause more damage. It is also my pleasure to inform you that you are with child, congratulations."

Anthony took a deep breath, "Is our child alright?"

The doctor nodded, "Your child is perfectly fine, but Lady Bridgerton, I must advise that you don't go horseback riding until you're recovered from childbirth."

Y/n hummed in the affirmative, still processing the news that she's with child. She looked up at Anthony, she didn't say anything, but she didn't really need to.

After everyone left the bedroom and it was just Y/n and Anthony, he kissed her forhead. Anthony stroked her cheek with his thumb, "I am so sorry for the way I treated you. I was a fool and a coward. I love you so much, and I'm so sorry it took me this long to tell you. Not another day will pass without you hearing and feeling how much I love you, that I will make sure of. Almost losing you scared some sense into me, I only regret that's what it took to be honest with you."

Y/n held his hand, "You are a stubborn man, but you are my man." She sat up a bit more, "Anthony, I knew what I agreed to when I married you, but I had hoped I could open you up. I have loved you since we were children, that has never waivered."

Anthony cracked a smile, "Thank you, for coming back to me and for not giving up on me. I am an imperfect man, I know, but I will do my best to be the perfect husband and father for you and our child."

Y/n giggled, smiling fondly at her husband, "We do not need you to be perfect, we just need you." She leaned her face into his palm that still cupped her cheek, kissing his palm, "Our child, I suppose we should start thinking about names." She couldn't hide her excitement over becoming a mother.

Anthony kissed her temple, "What are some names you like?"

Y/n looked up at her husband, "It must start with an A, we have our traditions, do we not?" That brought a grin to Anthony's face and he felt like he could finally breathe for the first time in thirteen years.

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Y/n needed to be alone, if only for an hour or two. She woke up before Anthony, carefully removing his arm from her waist. Y/n grabbed her coat and slipped shoes on.

While she was sneaking out, Benedict had spotted her, "Y/n, are you alright?"

Y/n turned to face Benedict, "Rough night, I need to clear my head. I'll be back soon." She left to the stables, taking a horse and mounting him. She missed riding.

After she left the property with her horse, she guided the horse to the woods she and her in-laws played in as children.

The ride was going smoothly, Y/n's mind was elsewhere, thinking about the night before. She wasn't paying attention and a squirrel spooked her horse. Y/n gripped the reins in an effort to calm and control the horse, but she was thrown from the horse. A harsh, dull pain grew at the back of her head before she slipped away.

Anthony rolled over, he woke up from feeling Y/n's absence in their bed. He sat up and rubbed his face, he wished he could take back everything he had said to her in his study the night before. Anthony was ready to apologize, make her feel important.

Anthony walked into the drawing room, only in his pants. He found Colin and Benedict in the drawing room, "Brothers, have either of you seen Y/n, my wife, this morning?"

Benedict bit his lip, "I saw her a few hours ago, she wished for space and she took a horse. I am sure she is just fine, she should be home soon."

Anthony's stomach dropped, he had a bad feeling that she was, in fact, not fine. He simply nodded to his brothers, exiting the room. He threw on a white shirt and riding boots, racing to the stables. While mounting his horse, he gave the horse signal to run, steering his horse to the woods they played in as children. Y/n always went there when she was deeply upset, even after she was no longer a child. Anthony was angry with himself that he was the cause of such pain, this is exactly what he had been trying to avoid.

Anthony saw a red fabric on the ground, and he noticed h/c locks. Dismounting from his horse, Anthony was heartbroken to find Y/n incapacitated. He gently scooped her up in his arms and managed to mount his horse once again. As she leaned against him, Anthony held her to his chest and raced home.

Guiding the horse to the steps of the back Aubrey Hall, Anthony screamed, "Help! Mother! Help!" He was panicked, he didn't know what to do to make this better.

Violet came racing out of the house, "Anthony, what happened?" She saw Y/n passed out and called for the butler, "We shall need some help to carry her carefully." Violet wanted the upmost care for her daughter-in-law. She looked at her son, he bore the same look that he did when his father died.

Anthony started hyperventilating, "I don't know! She was in the woods, she's bleeding! She-she needs a doctor, please Mother!"

Violet led Anthony inside and up to his bedroom, "Benedict, call for the doctor! It's Y/n, it's urgent!"

Benedict quickly ran out the front door, hoping he could make it on foot to the doctor.

Violet helped Anthony place Y/n on their bed and make sure she's comfortable. She gently removed Y/n's coat as gently as possible, her hand getting blood on it when she touched Y/n's head. Violet kissed her daughter-in-law's forehead, whispered to her, "You'll be okay, dearest." She didn't know if Y/n could hear her, but she needed to think that Y/n could.

Anthony was at Y/n's side the moment his mother left it, he held her hand in both of his, "Please don't leave me, wake up and yell at me all you want, just don't leave me. I cannot lose you too." He kissed her knuckles, his hands shaking.

Once the doctor arrived, Anthony was asked to leave the room, he refused. The doctor took a look at her head, examined her eyes, then a few more minor checks of her vitals. He turned to Anthony, 'Would you perhaps know the last time she had her courses?"

Anthony thought for a moment, "No, she did not have one while on our honeymoon."

The doctor nodded, "She is one of my regular patients, and she has never missed her courses. She must be with child."

Anthony shook his head, "Will she pull through?"

The doctor looked at Anthony, "We will have to wait and see." He packed his equipment, "Do let me know if she wakes up, I will come check on her."

Anthony numbly mumbled, "Of course, thank you, Doctor."

Violet escorted the doctor to the front door, leaving Anthony alone with Y/n.

Anthony kissed her forehead, whispering against her skin, "I'm so sorry, my dear."

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His Diamond: Chapter 6 (Anthony Bridgerton x plus size!fem!reader)

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Anthony and Y/n's honeymoon was filled with fun, relaxation, and many conversations.

The last week of their honeymoon, Y/n felt as though she'd miss this time with Anthony. She enjoyed having his undivided attention, but she knew it couldn't last.

On the second to last day of their honeymoon, the couple was taking a stroll through the garden together. Y/n leaned her head on Anthony's shoulder as they strolled. Anthony gently squeezed her hand, "Where is your mind, dear wife?"

Y/n smiled softly up at Anthony, "I'm here, just feeling conflicted."

Anthony raised an eyebrow at that, "Conflicted?"

Sighing softly, Y/n nodded, "I have enjoyed our private time and I wish it could continue, but I do miss our family."

Anthony understood, he felt the same way, "I understand."

The trip back to the Bridgerton estate felt far too long to Y/n, near the end her knee was bouncing. Anthony rested his hand on her knee, "We are almost home, Viscountess Bridgerton."

Y/n placed her hand over his, "I guess it's just dawning on me that I'm a viscountess, I do not know how to be a viscountess, your mother and I didn't have time for that between the wedding planning."

Anthony kissed her deeply, doing his best to quiet her mind, delighted when she kissed back, "Darling, my mother will teach you everything you need to know. You were born to be a viscountess, I know it."

Their kiss had helped Y/n feel grounded, "Thank you."

The new couple's arrival home was a joyous one. They were enveloped in a massive group hug the moment they stepped out of their carriage. After a minute or so, the group let them go and hugs between individuals were shared.

Y/n hugged each sibling; Colin squeezed her tight, Hyacinth and Gregory both told her how much they missed her, Francesca hugged Y/n close, Eloise gave Y/n a soft hug, as did Daphne.

Benedict was the last sibling to embrace Y/n, he whispered to her, "I haven't seen him this happy since our father passed, thank you." Y/n pulled back from the hug, nodding that she understood.

Y/n smiled softly, "Thank you." She was glad that she could give Anthony any kind of happiness.

"Dearest, where is my hug?," Violet asked, causing Y/n to turn around.

Y/n quickly wrapped her arms around Violet, "I missed you."

Violet laughed softly, holding her daughter-in-law close, "I missed you too, my darling girl. Tonight we relax, but tomorrow I will start teaching you how to be a viscountess."

Everyone retreated inside, where Y/n and Anthony were the center of attention, being asked many questions about their honeymoon.

Later that evening, after a lovely dinner, Anthony had gone to his study to get some work done.

Y/n tried to rest, but it felt odd, different bed and all alone. She couldn't sleep without Anthony next to her. Y/n stood up from bed, ready to persuade him to come to bed.

Y/n softly knocked on the door of Anthony's study, poking her head in, "Anthony, are you coming to bed?"

Anthony looked up from the ledgers he was working on, "I have a lot of work to do tonight."

Y/n walked behind his chair and rubbed his shoulders, "You've been in here for hours, come to bed."

Anthony sighed, "Y/n, I can't, and I hate to say it, but our honeymoon is over. I have important work to do, more important than sex." He wanted to take that back as soon as it came out of his mouth.

Y/n removed her hands from his shoulders, "You mean more important than me." She walked to the door, she'd had enough.

Anthony quickly got up from his chair, "That's not what I-," he was cut off by Y/n closing the door. He groaned, wishing he'd just gone to bed.

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His Diamond: Chapter 5 (Anthony Bridgerton x plus size!fem!reader)

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Y/n woke up from a very restful sleep, she felt someone pressed against her back. She recognized the hands, surprised that Anthony wanted to be this close. Carefully, Y/n turned to face Anthony, she lied there watching him sleep. Anthony immited a soft groan, pulling her impossibly closer, nuzzling his face into her neck. Y/n gently rubbed his back, surprised yet relaxed in that position.

Anthony woke up slowly, inhaling her scent. He kissed her jaw softly, "Good morning, Mrs. Bridgerton, I trust you slept well."

Y/n smiled softly, slightly embarrassed, "I'm sorry I fell asleep before we could consumate our marriage last night."

Anthony caressed her lower back, "Don't worry about it, sweetheart, we have today and the rest of this next month." He captured her lips with his, smirking as he felt her respond to his advance. Y/n allowed him to take the lead, she had very limited knowledge of the martial act.

Anthony smirked softly, kneeling between her thighs, "My dear, take this beautiful dress off, you won't be needing it anymore. I want to see you in all your beauty before I truly make you a woman."

Y/n nodded and sat up, "I will require assistance, dear husband." She was excited to give herself to Anthony, she knew he would take care of her. Anthony helped her out of bed, easily and slowly removing her wedding dress, then expertly loosening her stays and letting them pool at her feet. His hands ghosted over her form, using a feather-light touch at certain parts of her body, before finally removing her slip. Anthony's hands explored every dip, roll and curve of her body. He had always been attracted to slimmer women, but as he stood there, looking at his beautiful wife, he couldn't imagine anyone more perfect.

Anthony was brought back to reality by Y/n's hands on his shirt, which he was quick to remove for her. He couldn't remove the rest of his clothes fast enough, he needed her close again. Anthony pulled Y/n in by her waist, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle and we can take our time."

Y/n cupped his face in her hands, "I trust you, Anthony."

Anthony nodded, kissing her chest and letting his hands explore the expanse of her thighs. He wanted to please her first, show her that he's not a selfish lover. His knees hit the floor as his lips traveled closer to her hips, he looked up at her, "Spread your legs, sweetheart." Y/n did as instructed, standing wider for him. Anthony gently guided her to lean against the bed, kissing her thighs, "Good girl." He give her left inner thigh a playful bite, before finally diving between her thighs. As soon as he tasted her, he knew he'd soon be going back for more. Anthony licked and kissed her clit, her soft moans music to his ears. He wrapped one arm around her thigh, so she couldn't pull away from his mouth. He gently teased her entrance with his middle finger, while his tongue took care of her clit.

Y/n couldn't control the sounds spilling from her lips, her head was blissfully spinning, she never wanted this to end. She felt Anthony's finger penetrate her pussy, causing her to still in surprise.

Anthony felt her change, he kisses her thigh, "Relax for me, sweetheart, the pain will pass, I promise." Y/n squeaked in understanding and bit her lip, hoping that he was right. Anthony offered her his free hand, which she quickly took and squeezed gently. He sucked gently on her clit while his middle finger worked her pussy, feeling her slowly relax around his finger. Anthony gently added a second, feeling her acclimate more quickly to the change than before.

Y/n's free hand gripped the covers behind her, "Anthony! Oh my god! Don't stop!" She didn't know what was happening to her body, but it felt good and she trusted that he had the best of intentions. Y/n felt something akin to a weightlessness overcoming her body, she knew she wanted to feel it again.

Anthony gently pulled his mouth away from her pussy, kissing the inside of her knee, "You're delicious, sweetheart." He stood up, helping her stay steady, "I've got you." He gently lifted her by her hips and laided her on their bed, leaning over her as he kissed her deeply, yet softly.

Y/n's body naturally responded to Anthony's, arching her back when his chest moved away from hers and her legs resting over Anthony's. She watched him cup the bud of her breast in his mouth, his tongue running over it, "Oh, wow!" She didn't want him to stop, her hand gently clutched his hair.

Anthony kissed between her breasts and reached down, softly rubbing her pussy, he felt her wetness had increased. He smirked, "I think you're ready, sweetheart. What do you think?"

Y/n nodded shyly, "I'm ready."

Anthony shared a loving kiss with Y/n, "I'll guide you, but feel free to do what feels good." Y/n smiled softly and nodded wordlessly, she trusted that he'd make this enjoyable for her. Anthony slowly slid his hard cock into her tight pussy, giving her a few moments to adjust.

Looking up at Anthony, Y/n bit her lip, "I'm ready, Anthony." The slight pain quickly disappeared, much quicker than the first time. Y/n's moans and gasps egged Anthony on, he picked up speed, watching her beautiful face contort in pleasure. He lifted her hips, angling deeper inside of her and pounding her pussy harder. Y/n gripped his forearm, struggling for words between moans, "Anthony- I'm- oh god- almost- almost there!"

Anthony could feel himself close to the edge as well, "Let it happen, darling." He rubbed her clit hard and fast, feeling her walls strangle his cock, pulling him to his orgasm as well, filling her. He felt as if she sucked the breath out of his lungs, he'd never felt anything like that before. Anthony kissed her shoulder and rubbed her hips, "Good girl."

Y/n looked up at Anthony, her eyes blown wide with pleasure, "Please tell me we'll be doing that again soon."

Anthony laughed, a full, hearty laugh, something that he hasn't felt in far too long, "Trust me, darling, we'll be doing that all the time." He carefully removes himself from her body, lying down beside her and gently pulling her to his chest, "Rest, darling."

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His Diamond: Chapter 4 (Anthony Bridgerton x plus size!fem!reader)

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The morning of the wedding of Y/n Y/L/n and Anthony Bridgerton was bustling. The entire estate was pure chaos.

Y/n was getting her hair and makeup done while people rushed around her. She felt oddly at peace, she knew she would somehow find happiness with Anthony.

At the Bridgerton estate, Anthony and his brothers were having a private conversation. Benedict leaned back in his seat, "Anthony, are you nervous?"

Anthony had been pacing for the past hour, "What if she doesn't show up? What if she begs off at the last moment?"

Colin got up to cease his eldest brother's panic, "Brother, I have known her nearly my entire life, I know she will show up." He put his hands on Anthony's shoulders, "It will be fine."

Anthony nodded, "Of course, it'll be fine." He said it more to himself than his brothers.

Anthony stood at the alter, anxiously awaiting his bride. As the guests rose from their seats, Y/n and her father walked in. Anthony decided that Y/n looked like an angel, truly the diamond of the season. Y/n's father gave her a soft smile before handing her off. Anthony took her hands in his, noticing her small smile, he smiled back, relaxing just a bit.

As soon as the priest announced that Anthony may kiss his bride, he cupped her cheek in his hand and kissed her softly. Y/n kissed back, then looked up at him, as if they were the only two people in the world.

The wedding reception was breathtaking, Violet, Daphne and Y/n had worked hard to plan it perfectly.

Queen Charlotte was even in attendance, to witness her own vicarious victory, her diamond made a fine match.

After having made the rounds of greeting people and receiving congratulations, Y/n and Anthony found each other. Y/n held his hand and leaned her head on his shoulder, "What do you think?" She wanted his opinion, he was her husband and friend, after all.

Anthony glanced down at her, "It's perfect." He looked around, it was the perfect moment to slip away for a bit. He gently tugged her hand, "Viscountess Bridgerton, follow me."

Y/n giggled, "Viscount Bridgerton! Where are we going?"

Anthony wordlessly guided her to the garden, he could feel her eyes on him. He turned to his wife, "I wish for a moment alone with my wife, my friend. Is that to your liking?"

"I should like it just fine, a peaceful moment with my new husband," Y/n replied.

Anthony watched the sky, "Honestly, as glad as I am that you are my viscountess now, I was surprised you accepted my marriage proposal."

Y/n nodded, watching Anthony just be himself, "I have know you my entire life, you have always been kind, protective, charming, you are always up to verbally sparring with me. You are a good man and an even better friend. I am lucky to have that in a husband."

Anthony kissed her forehead, "Thank you, sweetheart."

The carriage ride to Aubrey Hall felt longer than usual for Y/n. She had started sat across from Anthony, but he moved in next to her when he saw her shiver. Anthony had done his best to keep her warm in the cool summer evening. Perhaps he had done his job a little too well, he could hear and feel her even, calm breathing. Y/n had fallen asleep. Anthony couldn't blame her, it had been a long day, and she looked so peaceful.

Upon arrival at Aubrey Hall, Anthony swiftly carried Y/n up to their bedroom. He had different expectations of their wedding night, but it was only the first night of a month-long honeymoon.

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