Regular Show Benson's Suit Novels & Stories

I wasn't with them but I was following stealthily behind them . I did stick around them enough to witness everything that happened. Returning to the sitting room with two plates of pasta to see Benson sitting calmly deep in his thoughts. His clothes changed to pajamas."here , eat ," Glancing at me briefly he took the plate from my hand,"thank you." With that he focused on the cartoon playing on the TV screen, the food placed on his laps not making a move to eat. Doing my best to ignore his sorrowful and lost self I sat beside him eating my meals while gazing at the screen too.

Just as she is about to give up, she hears him toss something into the dustbin and the door, that he only closes slightly, is pulled open. He comes walking into the room with just a towel wrapped around his lower body. Ally watches him closely, he is a very attractive man. He is very well built and his skin is tanned. Something you would not expect from someone who wears suits every day. Benson is rubbing his hair with a smaller towel. When he lowers the towel from his head, he realises for the first time that Ally is watching him. He turns to

Shade's number. …………***********…........ Meanwhile, Mr. Benson was lounging on the bed with Kendra, watching her down another glass of champagne as they celebrated Nicole's setback. "It feels so good to see her struggle. Thanks a lot, honeybunch," she giggled, leaning in for a kiss. Just as she tried to pull away, the old man pulled her back in for a deeper kiss. "Stop," she protested, but Mr. Benson was eager to take things further.

Benson said and got himself a seat. "What are you trying to do now? Just what the hell are you scheming?" Scott said angrily as he watched Benson and the Doctor converse. "Oh, it's nothing much. But it'll surely take you by surprise,oh...did I forget to add that you'll be sad too" Benson said and laughed out loud. While the people there watched him like he was crazy. "C'mon... isn't this the moment where we all laugh?" Benson said and his men started laughing too,fake of course but they had to do it. Including the Doctor who was all sweaty.

Benson froze, his confident demeanor faltering as his eyes locked onto Adrian, who sat with an air of calm authority. Adrian was no longer the man Benson had dismissed and humiliated. He was poised, self-assured, and commanding in his tailored suit. The years had transformed him into a figure Benson hardly recognized. "Adrian," Benson finally managed, his voice barely above a whisper, a mix of disbelief and dread evident in his tone. Adrian leaned back in his chair, a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips. "Hello, Benson," he said smoothly, his voice steady and unyielding. "I see you’ve found your way here. Please, take a seat."

"Samson, I sent you here to get a signature, not to create a locker room distraction. Why is the player completely naked?" Mimi opened her mouth, but the words trapped themselves in her throat. She couldn't tell the truth, and she couldn't hide the raw state Benson was in. Benson let out a low, rough laugh. He didn't even try to cover himself. Instead, he took a step closer to Mimi, his bare shoulder brushing against her corporate blazer, sending a hot jolt straight down her spine. He held the pen over her folder, looking directly at the furious manager. "Relax, Harrison," Benson rumbled, his voice lazy and dominant. "The girl was just doing her job. She was being real... persuasive. I was j

I turned sharply. Benson stood there with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall, his smile still present. “I think the Alpha did right,” he continued, his eyes shining. “Next time Michelle dares to insult you about not having clothes, you should show her this and slap her on the face—” “Take them back.” The words slipped out before I could stop myself. Silence fell. The maids froze. Benson’s smile slowly faded. My stomach churned under their stares, but I forced myself to remain firm.

We just stood there, staring at each other. The sound of the heavy double doors clicking open instantly shattered the moment. I ripped my hand away from Alvin's arm and turned around, my expression instantly switching. Benson walked into the dining room, adjusting the cuffs of his expensive suit jacket. He looked perfectly refreshed and put-together. "Good morning, you two," Benson said smoothly, a smile on his face. "Good morning, Benson!" I greeted him back immediately, making my voice sound bright, cheerful. I even forced a warm smile onto my face, acting like I was genuinely happy to see him.

she said, now swaying her lower body. “Benson sizzled and walked toward his suit pants. He should have some cash to get rid of her so he would have peace. He dipped his hand into his suit pocket and brought out some cash. As he turned her saw her completely naked staring into his eyes. He was taken aback. The door was still open and anybody passing by the corridor would see her naked with him in just his boxer shorts. It was clear what anybody would think. He skipped to the door and closed it.

"That a compliment or a warning?" "Both," he smirked. There was a knock on the suite door. Simon opened it to reveal Benson in a tailored charcoal suit and Penelope beside him in a slinky emerald green dress, bold as ever. "Look at this domestic dream," Penelope teased, walking past Simon and eyeing Gemini. "Okay, we’re going to be the best-looking group in the restaurant, obviously." "Not even a contest," Benson added, giving Simon a one-armed hug before ruffling Vita’s hair.