Benny New Vegas Novels & Stories

Reena asked softly, but Beth shrugged, a small smirk on her bloody lips. “You my friend, are on your way to deadsville.”

Noah Benny’s was louder than usual. That was saying something, because Benny’s was always loud after a game. But tonight felt like someone had turned the volume up on everything—voices, laughter, plates clattering, the jukebox humming something old and scratchy in the background. Maybe it was because it was the last one. The last game. The last time half the people in this restaurant would be here for the same reason. Jackson and I pushed through the door together, a blast of warm air and the smell of grease and fries hitting us after the cold outside.

Listening to his baseless fury, I couldn’t help but let out a cold, mocking laugh. “Mr. Tennant,” I said flatly, “there’s no reason for us to keep in touch anymore.” There was silence on the other end, followed by his voice rising in rage. “No reason? Tess, you’re my wife! Tell me where you are right now, and come back immediately!” I lowered my gaze, my voice calm and steady. “Our seven years are up. I’m no longer your wife.” With that, I hung up and blocked his number without hesitation.

I glanced at Griff, but he remained engrossed in his magazine. “Beki?” I whispered. She was too pressed up against the side of our bond closest to Griff to pay me any attention. My shoulders sagged. At least someone knew how to get along with their mate. Moments later, the door opened again, and my head snapped up. Benny stepped out from the dark, clasping a golden key to his chest as though it contained all the secrets of the universe. Tears streamed down his face, and his bottom lip quivered.

If anything, I felt clearer. “I’ll let Jake know—” Benny started. “No need for that, sweetheart,” I said, glancing back at him with a small smile. “I’m sure Vans can handle that.” Jake is Benny’s boyfriend and the owner of Eclipse, along with a handful of other bars scattered across the city. He had enough money and influence to be a menace when he wanted to be, and somehow still enough devotion to Benny to be unapologetically romantic about it. When Benny and I first started performing here, Jake took an old storage room and turned it into Benny’s private dressing space. Pink velvet wallpaper. Custom lighting and a solid door with a lock. No one was allowed in except me.

Now she moved like she didn’t want to be noticed at all. That scared him more than anger ever could. He finally got out of the car and went inside, the familiar scent of home grounding him just enough to breathe. Their mom was on the couch, half-watching TV, half-asleep. “Hey,” she said. “Aire’s back.” “I know,” Jalen replied. He headed down the hall without another word. Aire’s door was cracked open. Light spilled into the hallway. He knocked once. “You got a minute?”

We can spend the week together. Me: the ceiling Benny: smarty pants. Wassup with you? Me: missing you. Love you. Sleep well. Benny: sleep well, Gracie. I love you

We found Benny in his usual spot at the docks, perched on a stack of crates with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a flask in his hand. His wiry frame was silhouetted against the setting sun, his face shadowed beneath his ratty old ball cap. He looked up as we approached and killed our bikes, his eyes narrowing slightly before recognition kicked in. “Talon Nash,” he drawled, “to what does this old man owe the pleasure?” I dismounted my bike and walked over to him, Dex and Norris flanking me like shadows. “Benny,” I said, nodding. “We need to talk.”

“Ariel, this is not the time to play pyromaniac princess. We need to come up with a plan! We need to –“ The door flies open, Pippa and Elias stumbling in. “Ariel!” Elias gasps. But then he goes very, very still as he sees who is kneeling on my bed, a charred bit of fabric in his hands. Pippa’s eyes whip between the two men and I grimace a little, worried for her as she quietly pushes the door shut. “Um, everyone,” I say quietly. “This is…Benny.” “Benjamin,” Ben snaps, shooting me a glare. “Or, um, Ben. Ben Ternicki. I’m an…ambassador from Moon Valley…”

she moaned, trying to collect all of his spunk in her mouth to show the camera. "AH... AH... Ah..." Benny sighed and trembled, blasting more sperm into his mom with each pulse. He let his throbbing shaft slide out a little, both to give his mom a break, in case it was more cum than they planned, and also to show the camera that his cock was indeed unloading into her closed mouth.