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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Descendants_(Disney_Movies)
  Relationship:
      Ben/Harry_Hook, Ben/Mal_(Disney:_Descendants)
  Character:
      Ben_(Disney:_Descendants), Harry_Hook, Mal_(Disney), Evie_(Disney), Jay_
      (Disney), Carlos_de_Vil, Gil_(Disney:_Descendants), Uma_(Disney)
  Additional Tags:
      past_Jay/Harry, past_Mal/girls, flashbacks_in_chapter_1, Cheating_in
      chapter_1, sort_of, Ben_loves_Mal, He_wants_Harry
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-13 Updated: 2018-03-11 Chapters: 3/? Words: 8637
****** Stolen Moments That We Steal ******
by pommedhappy
Summary
     Ben knew from the start that bringing Harry Hook in Auradon was his
     stupidest idea, but he just couldn’t let the boy rot on the Isle.
     “We’re not lovers.” He said. “Not yet, Benjamin. Not today, at least.
     But ye’ll come around, eventually.”
     Really, he should have known better...
     (Temporary Bliss Explicit Version, multi-chapters)
Notes
     Hello everyone,
     Before you start reading this story know that the first chapter is
     exactly the same as "Temporary Bliss", so if you have read it before,
     you can go to the second chapter.
     Also, it will be an explicit story, so please don't read if you're
     not into that.
     And for the others, I hope you will enjoy!
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Cool For The Summer *****
Ben didn’t know how he ended up in this situation. Well he did, really, but
this was so not like him that it was still difficult to apprehend. Warm lips
were devouring his neck, and while he would like to say it wasn’t an unusual
feeling for him, it actually was.
“Ye know, call me selfish, but I usually like when my lovers are thinking about
me.” The voice made him shiver. It was low, a bit hoarse, masculine, and…
definitely not his girlfriend’s voice.
“We’re not lovers.” He countered back, feeling small and being eaten alive by
guilt. The hands that had slipped underneath his shirt just stilled on his
back, and the boy took a step back, his blues eyes staring at him
mischievously.
“Not yet, Benjamin. Not today, at least. But ye’ll come around, eventually.”
His smirk and the way his dark locks were falling in front of his piercing
glare were doing funny things to Ben’s blood circulation, but he was determined
not to let himself fall for it once more.
“We’ll see about that. Now, if you excuse me, I have work to do.” His words may
have sounded serious, but the fact that he wasn’t moving and that his hands
were still gripping the boy’s red cloak didn’t actually prove his assurance.
The pirate let out a laugh between a giggle and a snicker. “Fine. See ye
around, Benjamin.” One of his ringed hands found Ben’s cheek, and he brought
their lips together in a last easy kiss. The movement was deliberately slow,
his eyes not leaving his, as if daring Ben to refuse him. Except the king was
in no state of mind to refuse him, even if a small part of him wanted to.
Though that part was getting smaller by the minute as the space between them
was closing, and Ben did kiss back, eventually.
The wicked tongue licked his lips, and then the boy was gone from him, backing
away and leaving him alone in his office. Ben watched his retreating form, and
found himself able to breathe only after the door closed on him. He finally
moved from where he was leaning against his deck, and sat on his chair,
throwing his head back and closing his eyes.
He knew from the start that bringing Harry Hook in Auradon was his stupidest
idea, but he just couldn’t let the boy rot on the Isle. In truth, it had been a
long process. The talks with Evie were not as simple as the blue-haired girl
had presented it. It was actually difficult to decide to take away children
from their parents, and in the end the negotiations took well over one month.
 
===============================================================================
3 months ago
“You’re telling me that more than 150 children and teens need to be accepted in
Auradon Prep? How is that possible?” He saw Evie rolled her eyes, but the girl
smiled at him and answered him with her usual soothing voice. “Those 153 people
do deserve a better life. I already excluded the descendants from second and
third generation that are too rotten for Auradon. You know, the ones that
already did horrible things just for the pleasure of it, and not for their
survival.”
“I’m guessing we’re not talking about stealing something or painting a wall…”
Evie’s big eyes suddenly became a bit glassy, and her smile was more sad than
anything. “No, we’re not. You have to understand that for most of us the
villain act is just that, an act. It’s a way to protect yourself from the rest
of the world, and the only way to be accepted and have allies back there. But
there’s still some descendants who took gladly after their parents’ work. As I
was saying, those ones aren’t on the list.”
Ben closed his eyes, the government will ask his head for this. He couldn’t
imagine the heroes agreeing to this plan. It would mean opening seven new
classes and hiring more professors, without taking into account that bringing
four villain kids was an unpopular decision enough to know that he was risking
a riot for simply bringing this new idea.
“Don’t make that face, you’ll get wrinkles. I know what you’re thinking, but I
have a solution for that too.” The sadness was gone from her face, and the
determination back into her dark eyes. “The fact is that the heroes hate the
villains, for good reasons, obviously. But another fact is that those villains
aren’t nicer to their own children. They may have become pathetic without their
magic and power, but they’re no less vicious. So, if we could show that to the
heroes, how truly bad the descendants’ life is, maybe they will change their
mind.”
===============================================================================
 
Her idea had worked in the end, and just a few footages from an hidden camera
were enough to turn the tide in their favour. The heroes were actually sick to
see what some of the children had to deal with, the mockery and beating being
only the easy part. So his people followed him in his decision, and helped him
with the accommodation of the school.
Besides that, they also agreed on a way for the descendants to return on the
Isle during the weekend, if they ever feel the envy to. The fact that some
minor villains’ children weren’t necessarily unhappy with their parents but
were bullied on a daily basis for not being bad enough was another issue raised
by Evie, and it just seemed cruel to take those children completely away from
their family.
Everything was fine, and most of the heroes seemed in fact impatient to see the
start of this new era. And Ben couldn’t lie about the fact that he was too.
Until two months ago, when a certain pirate pushed the door of his office
without being announced.
 
===============================================================================
The welcome ceremony was supposed to happen two hours later, after all the
children and teens would have been collected. Ben was finishing to write the
identity papers allowing the VK’s to travel across all the states of Auradon,
when suddenly a piece of paper was being held an inch away from his face. An
invitation to Auradon Prep letter.
“Ye know, pretty king, if all ye wanted was to see me again, ye didn’t have to
go that far.” The smug face of one Harry Hook appeared behind the letter, smirk
and blue eyes as hypnotising as Ben remembered.
“What the… Did you just… How did you come in?” The pirate raised his shoulders
while sitting on the king’s desk. “Sneaking was kind of boring, actually. Too
easy. What are ye working on, and why is that more important than to come and
greet us?” His wide eyes and fake pout were probably a way to try and make Ben
angry, but in reality it was mostly cute.
The young king smiled. “Actually, you will like it.” He roamed in his papers
until finding the one he was searching, and handed it to the pirate. “This is
yours.” Harry looked at it briefly, looking confused. “And what is the use of
that, it only states my name and the fact that I live in Auradon Prep dorms
with your signature on it.”
“Well, it may seem boring, but it’s the only document that allows you to travel
all around the world. So if you one day want to go, say to Neverland and
retrieve a certain Jolly Roger, you can.” His wide eyes weren’t an act anymore,
and he looked astounded. “I can really take the Jolly Roger back?”
Ben nodded. “Yes. Of course, you won’t be able to hoist the Jolly Roger, since
piracy is illegal. But if you want to become a captain and be a sailor or a
trader, it will be possible.” The last sentence made Harry snort, but he was
smirking again.
“We’ll see about that.” He folded the paper and put it away in his red cloak.
Ben expected tried to go back to his paper, expecting the pirate to leave, but
soon realised that he wasn’t moving. “What is it?”
“I want to make a deal. To keep my hook.” He clarified in front of the dazzled
expression on Ben’s face. He hadn’t noticed it, yet, but the boy seemed to feel
naked without his hook, toying with his fingers instead. The king knew that all
the weapons were to be collected and put together in the museum, he had signed
this decision after all, and of course that Harry’s hook would be considered as
a weapon, but the thought just hadn’t occurred to him at the time.
“Your hook can be dangerous.” The boy looked proud at that affirmation. “Sure
can. But what if I promise not to use it on anyone?”
“That would be a start. I’ll think about it, ok?”
The pirate nods, looking satisfied enough with his answer, and stood up,
flashing him a smile before leaving his office.
===============================================================================
 
In retrospect, Ben should had known the boy was being way too cool about him
taking his sweet time to think about it. So, when he found the pirate trying to
break into the museum later that night, he wouldn’t have been surprised. But he
still was a little bit disappointed about it.
 
===============================================================================
“You do realise that trying to steal the hook away is not making me want to
help you, right?” Harry was sitting on the chair on the other side of his desk
this time, looking furious and just a tiny bit sheepish.
“Ye were never gonna let me have it, anyway.” He was toying with his fingers
again, looking down, his dark locks hiding his eyes. Ben sighed. “I was,
actually. I was thinking about your side of the deal.”
Harry raised his head so suddenly that Ben gave a jump. “Ye’re lying!” His eyes
were as cold and furious as sounded his voice. “And now, ye’re just goin’ to
use this as an excuse to not give it to me.”
“Actually, I will give it to you. But I have conditions, four of them.” The boy
nodded, and Ben continued, “One, it stays in your room. Two, you attend to all
your classes. Three, you don’t start a fight with the other students.” The
pirate’s face seemed to darken at each of his conditions, but he didn’t
complain. “And?”
“And I want to know why the hook is so important to you.” The glare he received
made him feel uneasy. Harry was looking at him ready to pounce, the black
eyeliner only making his raging stare darker.
“Ye know what? I’m not one of your puppet. I don’t need school, I don’t need
someone to told me what I can and can’t do, and I certainly don’t need to tell
ye anything.” He stood up, closing the space between them while speaking, and
finished his sentence just an inch from Ben’s face.
“You don’t. But those are my terms. You won’t have your hook any other way. And
now it’s your turn to think about it.” He pressed one of his interphone button,
making the pirate suddenly disappear, curtesy of the fairy godmother.
===============================================================================
 
So, at the beginning, Harry Hook really was an ass about everything, and he
spent his first two weeks mostly in detention or locked in his bedroom,
refusing to get out. Ben was starting to think that maybe he would have to
intervene and give him an ultimatum. But the pirate was in fact the first to
come to him, one night.
 
===============================================================================
Ben was walking back to his chambers in the middle of the night. He had worked
late, as always since the VK’s arrival, their adjustment to their new life
being a bit tricky from time to time. At this point, all he wanted was to fall
in his bed, and sleep the day away.
Except he almost had a heart-attack when he opened his door and turned on the
light. There, on his beloved bed, was sitting Harry Hook. This time he didn’t
look the very least angry, but even a little bit sad. He didn’t looked up at
Ben, and only acknowledge his presence by starting to speak.
“My da gave it to me when I was little.” Ben nodded, understanding what this
late visit was about, and sat beside the pirate on his bed. “It was just after
my first real fight, I won a duel against Gaston the First who is two years
older than me. It was only days after I went to ask the crocodile if he could
eat my hand, too. My da gave me the hook, and said he was proud of me. That was
the only time.”
Ben could feel his heart ache for the boy beside him, but he forced himself not
to show it on his face, rather putting a smile, and brought a hand to the
pirate’s shoulder. “Thank you, for telling me.” Objectively, he knew that the
VK’s life was anything but easy, but the fact that even the son of Captain
Hook, who seemed so tough and in his element on the Isle, could have felt so
out of place that he tried to mutilate himself was… heart-breaking.
“I will give it back to you, and you will have to try and respect my other
conditions. Also, it seems obvious for me, but I won’t tell a soul about what
you told me.” The boy nodded, leaving the room quietly.
===============================================================================
 
Ben did gave him the hook, and the pirate actually behaved correctly. The young
king even received a prideful look from the fairy godmother when Harry
succeeded at passing a day without finding his way into her detention room.
Sure, he was still short-tempered, and if he didn’t pick any fight, he wasn’t
running away from them either, especially during the Fencing team’s sessions.
But Captain Hook’s son was acting strangely around Ben. Hell, if he didn’t know
better, he would think that the pirate wanted to get into his pants, not that
he had a lot of experience in that subject. The boy always had been a flirt,
ever since they first met, and with probably half the students, but it seemed
more meaningful with Ben, somehow.
Call Ben naïve, he certainly was to some extent, but he still wasn’t expecting
what happened a few hours ago.
 
===============================================================================
Earlier that day
“Aye, pretty king. It’s time to eat, I took your favourite.” The pirate put a
plate in front of him before sitting on his desk, right on his papers,
preventing Ben to do any more work. “I still don’t understand how you can enter
the kitchen palace every day, and take some food without being caught.” Ben
looked at the plate hungrily. Now, that he was thinking about it, he didn’t
have breakfast this morning. He frowned when he saw what dinner Harry chose,
again.
“You know, as much as I like king prawns, it’s the only food you ever brought
back. So, I’m starting to believe it’s your favourite dish.” Harry just raised
his eyebrows playfully. “Is it? What a wonderful coincidence.” He plugged a
prawn out of the plate, and ate it slowly. “It’s delicious. We don’t have tasty
food on the Isle.”
He looked so happy that it was kind of ridiculous, and Ben felt guilty as soon
as the thought flashed into his mind. He probably would be in awe of good food,
too, if all he ever had to eat tasted like cardboard.
“I’m glad you like it. I’m glad you’re here, too. You’re probably the one
person I see most these days.” Harry smiled broadly, wrinkling his nose in the
process. Ben found out a while ago that it was his true smile, the one that was
genuine. For all he knew, he was the only one at the end of such smiles, and
the thought was making his heart flutter, for some reason.
“Ye see me more than your pretty girlfriend and her blue-haired princess? I
feel flattered. Ye must find me pretty irresistible.” Ben laughed slightly.
“It’s not by choice. Mal and Evie are really busy. So am I.” The pirate gave
him his trading pout face. “Ye don’t think I’m handsome?” The king rolled his
eyes playfully, taking in the dark t-shirt, black ripped jeans, combat boots
and long-sleeved red coat. “You know you’re good looking, especially when you
obviously spend so much time on your look.”
“Ay? Ye like my look?” Harry smirked mischievously, his hands stroking his own
chest over his new fitting black t-shirt. Ben caught his hands, stilling them
against his chest, laughing happily, “Stop that, you weirdo. You’re not
supposed to touch yourself for everyone to see.”
The pirate winked at him, holding Ben’s hands against his body. “Naw? Ye can
touch me instead if ye’d like.” And Ben… Ben just froze. Harry didn’t sound
serious, but his eyes were staring at him, paralyzing the young king.
Until now, he refused to think about what he felt for the son of Captain Hook.
He just put away any attraction he felt when they first met, convincing himself
that it was just some side effect caused by the excitement of that particular
day. Of course, being kidnapped and threaten to walk the plank wasn’t a stroll
in the park, but it was also the biggest adventure that ever happened to him.
And he was honest enough with himself to say that it was the more stimulating
situation he ever lived.
But at this moment he knew that attraction wasn’t linked to the events of this
day. Well, it certainly was in a sense, because now excitement and Harry Hook
were almost synonym in his mind. And he had no idea what to do with this new
information…
So, yes, he wanted to touch, but he just couldn’t.
“I have a girlfriend.” He answered with what he was sure to be a dumb face.
Harry’s smile just got bigger. “I know ye do. But she doesn’t have to know.”
The pirate must have sensed his hesitation and uncertainty, because he let go
of Ben’s hands to grab him around the waist and pulling him towards his body,
spreading his legs to make room for the young king.
“It can be our secret.” He whispered in Ben’s ear. And the Beast’s son should
have moved, should have reacted, but he didn’t, mostly because he never had
been so aroused in his life before. So he did something he never knew he had in
him instead, and turned his head to meet Harry’s face. “Are ye going to kiss
me, pretty king?”
His voice was teasing, but it was also obvious he meant it. “That’s not my
name.” was Ben only answer. “Ay, are ye going to kiss me, Benjamin?” The pirate
was blowing on his cheeks, so close from where Ben wanted him, because now that
Harry brought that up it was all he could think about.
In the end, all he had to do was turn his face a little bit more, and his lips
were on Harry’s. The pirate kissed him back immediately, one of his hands
tangling in the king’s hair. Their kiss was intoxicating, slow and sweet while
leaving Ben completely breathless.
He rested his hands on Harry’s thighs, playing with the threads at the edge of
the hole on his upper knee, and he moved an inch away to breathe. “This is so
wrong.” The pirate nodded, “Ay, but the right side of wrong.”
“This makes no sense.” He replied, but in his mind, it kind of did. Because his
brain may told him he was making a mistake, but his body clearly didn’t get the
memo. He was so into the moment that he jumped violently when his phone ringed,
buzzing loudly into his earpiece.
He stepped away from Harry, leaning on his desk on the other side. “Yes,
Debra.” He was trying to listen to his assistant, really, but the pirate
presence beside him wasn’t really helping him to concentrate. Especially when
said pirate followed him, standing in front of him, and wrapped his arms around
the king’s waist. His lips found Ben’s neck, niggling the thin skin, making the
young king gasped loudly.
“Are you alright, Your Majesty?” He grasped Harry’s red coat to try and push
him away, but found himself unable to do so, the sensation feeling too good.
“I’m fine, Debra. Just give me a minute, please.”
His assistant finally hung up the phone, and Ben threw his earbud on his desk,
getting lost in the feeling. The pirate’s dark hair was tickling his cheek, and
his mouth was probably leaving marks on his skin, licking and biting softly his
neck. And Ben… Ben didn’t know how he ended up in this situation. Well he did,
really, but this was so not like him that it was still difficult to apprehend.
Warm lips were devouring his neck, and while he would like to say it wasn’t an
unusual feeling for him, it actually was.
“Ye know, call me selfish, but I usually like when my lovers are thinking about
me.”
===============================================================================
 
Except Harry wasn’t his lover, and he could never be. Because whatever
attraction Ben felt for him, he was also in love with Mal, and his future queen
was much more important to him than this temporary bliss.
***** There's Something About You That Makes Me Sweat *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Ben watched the pirate flirting with Jay from afar. Well, he didn’t know if it
was really flirting, because Jay seemed more angry than anything, really, but
the thought was enough to make him kind of annoyed.
It’s been four days since that Tuesday-nobody-could-found-out-about, and since
then Harry Hook seemed to have forget all about it. The king expected him to be
around all the time to try and persuade him into bed. But the pirate was doing
the exact opposite. Oh, he wasn’t hiding from Ben, instead winking and smirking
at him every time he saw him, but he didn’t come to eat with Ben during lunch,
anymore, and he didn’t find his way into the king’s chambers either.
And Ben may have been a little bit disappointed about it.
“I wonder how he can keep his cool around him.” He jumped slightly at the sound
of Mal’s voice. He hadn’t ever heard her coming his way “Who?”
“Jay,” she answered happily, “I wonder how he does it. He used to fight Harry
at every chance he got.” Ben turned his face to look at her, her purple hair
pulled into a ponytail, and her green eyes shining with enjoyment. “So, they
used to hate each other?”
“Well, not really hate, I guess. It was more a competitive relationship than
anything. They both wanted to be the best, in every field. I think they even
slept together once.” Ben choked on his saliva, and coughed a few times.
Fortunately, Mal didn’t seem phased by it.
“You think?” The girl rolled her eyes playfully. “Ok, I know they did, but Jay
didn’t tell much about it. Always made me think that they may have found a
field where Jay wasn’t the best, after all. Or it was just terrible.” She
raised her shoulders, clearly not caring much about the whole thing.
“Is it common? For Jay to sleep with boys? It’s just that I always took him for
a ladies man.” He clarified before Mal’s blank look. “He likes girls better, I
guess. But gender doesn’t matter much on the Isle, at least not when it comes
to sex.” Mal put a kiss on his cheek, moving towards her dorms.
Well, he didn’t matter in Auradon either, if it was after a big marriage… But…
“Wait a minute, when you said you never have sex with a boy…” He asked after
her, relieved that no one besides Mal seemed to hear him. “I never slept with a
boy!” She answered maliciously, laughing happily and ran toward Evie who were
waiting for her by the building entrance. Could it be…?
Ben shook his head, he had too much work, he couldn’t waste any time
fantasizing about his girlfriend and counsellor together, in bed, doing… Ok, he
really needed to go.
He walked past Jay and Harry, still poking fun at each other with past events
when one of them beat the other. Harry had this mad smile on his face, but his
eyes were laughing, while Jay seemed annoyed and amused at the same time. Now
that he knew, the fact that the two hooked up didn’t look so weird to Ben. The
sexual tension almost palpable. And if Ben was honest… He didn’t like it one
bit.
“Hi, King Ben!” Gil greeted him, his hand raised, and waving to him. Ben was so
engrossed in Jay and Harry that he haven’t saw Gil and Carlos sitting in the
grass, gazing upon their friend fighting.
It was a curious sight at first, to see two VK’s from rival gangs hanging out,
but now it seems that most of the old bitterness was gone. It wasn’t true for
every descendant, and he doubted that Mal and Uma will ever be best friend, but
it was a start. “Hello, Gil, Carlos. How are you today?”
“Hey, Ben, I needed to talk with you about the Fencing team.” Jay clasped his
right shoulder, while Harry leaned on his left one. “Don’t listen to him, it’s
not worth it, pretty king.” The pirate breathed the words against his ear,
making Ben shiver slightly. He escaped from the boys, sliding away with a
nervous laugh.
“Sorry guys, I have a lot to do. Jay, as the Fencing team captain you can take
the decisions you need to.” He smiled, and walked as fast as possible without
actually running towards his office.
He almost managed to close the door behind him when a ringed hand stopped his
movement. “Ye really have work to do or ye were tryin’ to flee?” He sounds
serious this time. Ben hadn’t realize before but his blue eyes weren’t
underlined in black this day, looking even more beautiful than usual, and
making him look more innocent.
“I… Both?” He didn’t mean for it to sound like a question, but it definitely
did. “Fencing team talks aren’t really my favourite subject.” He added, but the
unimpressive look on Harry’s face told him the pirate didn’t believe him. He
grabbed the boy and made him enter the room before finally closing the door
behind them. “I wasn’t trying to run away from you, really. I just… Everything
is stressing me out these days: the government, the VK’s, even the Fencing
team, and you touching me in front of everyone isn’t helping with that.”
Harry wrapped an arm around his back, pushing him until he was sitting on one
of his visitors club chair, the pirate standing behind him. “I know ye’re under
pressure. But I can help with that.” His hands found the king’s shoulders,
stroking gently but firmly. “Ooh…” That was feeling really good, like really,
really, good, even through his jacket and shirt.
The pirate must have read his mind, though. “Take it off, so I can work my
magic.” Ben fought with his jacket for a second, letting it fall besides him
without a care, especially when the boy resumed his gestures. His hands went up
to Ben’s neck, rubbing the skin at the bottom of his hairline.
For the first time in a long time, the young king could felt himself relax a
little bit. And when the hands moved to massage his jawline, Ben threw his head
back, looking at Harry from below. Captain Hook’s son smiled at him, his true
smile, slipping his hands underneath Ben’s shirt and stroking the skin of his
chest with open palms.
Ben didn’t feel so relaxed anymore, having trouble catching his breath. Nobody
ever touched him like that, and other parts of his body were starting to get
the memo. “Feeling good, Benjamin?” Harry’s smug smile confirmed that the boy
knew very well what he was doing to him.
“Did you do it for Jay, too?” The words were out of his mouth before he could
think them, and Ben knew this was just making him look like a jealous freak,
and the pirate raised an eyebrow at him but he didn’t sound fazed, “Naw, I
never cared much for Jay. Besides he wasn’t a pretty innocent thing I was
tryin’ to seduce.”
“Why are you trying to seduce me in the first place? Because I’m king, because
Mal is my girlfriend, because you just like a challenge?” He was getting
angrier with every word, and glared at the pirate. The hands stilled on his
chest. “I do like a challenge, but it’s not that.”
“Then what is it?” He raised up, still looking daggers at Harry while facing
him. Harry was gazing at him, like he never saw Ben lose his temper before.
Which he didn’t, actually, since it really wasn’t like the young king. He
almost never got angry, and he certainly never shouted on anyone before. The
tension inside himself deflated immediately, this wasn’t him.
“We nicked ye, and threaten ye, and ye still took our whole crew out of this
fucking island. Ye could have let us rot back there. Let me. But ye didn’t.”
Harry’s voice was the same that the night he came to his chambers, low and
soft. Vulnerable. “Of course I couldn’t let you there. It was easy to close my
eyes about what happened on the Isle before I knew, before I saw. It was
impossible after I came back. You deserve better, you deserve to be what you
want to be.”
‘Nobody ever cared for me that way.” And Ben’s heart did that thing again, when
it sank. He moved around the club chair, wrapping his arms around the pirate’s
waist, guessing that a hug may be a step too far too soon. “Well, I do, truly.
Besides, I didn’t resent you or your crew for the kidnapping, it was kind
of…fun.” He added with a faint smirk. 
“My, my! My pretty king has a wicked side after all.” The pirate was smiling
again, wrapping his own arms around Ben. “Are you going to kiss me?” Harry
nodded, laughing lightly, “Ay.” Then his lips were on Ben’s, tasting him in a
fierce kiss.
They were locked tightly together, their arms feeling the other’s back, and
their lips not leaving each other’s. It felt even better than the shoulders
rubbing, making him feel kind of dizzy, shivers running down his spine. Harry
moved even closer, sliding one of his leg between Ben’s. The king gasped at the
sensation, and the pirate used it to lick into his mouth, deepening their kiss.
And Ben had made out a few times before, but nothing ever felt like this. He
was quite enjoying being manhandled by Harry so their mouths could met more
easily. Also the fact that he could rub lightly on the pirate’s firm thigh was
a strong bonus. The boy’s hands moved lower on his back, grabbing his ass, and
Ben moaned loudly. This was definitely a new feeling…
He could feel the underline of Harry’s hardening cock against his leg, proof
that he wasn’t the only one getting carried away at the moment.
They were so engrossed in each other that they both jumped when someone knocked
off on the office door. “One minute!” Ben’s voice was hoarse and sounding
terrible. Harry let go of him, and tried to tame the king’s hair back, also
making sure his shirt was looking suitable.
“Are you alright? You never ask for a minute.” Mal entered the room, stopping
net in tracks when she took in the closeness between the two boys. “Leave us,
Harry.” Her tone was warm enough, but her face was impenetrable, and Ben had no
idea what she was thinking. Of course, the first time that Mal walked in his
office for weeks had to be today… The thought made him feel guilty instantly,
knowing deep down that it wouldn’t matter if he wasn’t doing her wrong.
The pirate threw him a look, as if asking if he was okay with it, and left only
after Ben nodded at him, closing the door behind him. “Mal, let me explain,
please…”
The purple-haired girl sat on the second club chair, still looking perfectly
calm. “Did he choose you as his new captain?” Ben sat, too, facing her, and
frowned. “What do you mean?” This time Mal actually looked surprised. “You
don’t know? Uma and Harry had a fight. Apparently Harry didn’t want to come
live here at first. Shrimpy replied that she was, and the he could do whatever.
That’s why he’s looking like a kicked puppy since he arrived.”
Okay… Ben had no idea Harry and Uma fought. Well, it was true that he never saw
them together since they arrived in Auradon, but he hadn’t thought much about
it. “Actually, I was wondering why Harry was behaving so well -except with Jay.
But it makes sense now: he responds to you.” And really, what the…
“I’m really sorry, Mal. I never meant for it to happen. I… We kissed,” Ben
gulped, “more than once. But I love you. And I… Please, don’t leave me.” Mal
smiled at him fondly, taking one of his hand in hers. “It’s OK, Ben. I’m not
mad or sad or anything. But we do have to talk, because I get how it might
confuse you.”
“You’re not?” She shook her head. “Of course, not. You have to know that
everything is about territory on the Isle. We tagged our walls, our properties,
but also people when needed. To remind them they were ours. Harry trying to
sleep with you is just his way to show you he’s yours.” Ben raised his
eyebrows, baffled. “Are you serious?”
His girlfriend laughed lightly, apparently unfazed by the whole thing. “Wait a
minute, could it be that Harry’s trying to tag me as his?” Mal shrugged, “it’s
unlikely. Harry always had been a follower more than a leader.”
Ben nodded, taking all the new information in. It was a lot to absorb to be
honest. He never took Harry for a follower, even if he was first mate and not
captain. But thinking about it, it explained why it had been so easy to
convince the pirate to get back into line. Hell, he didn’t pick any fight, he
hadn’t threaten anyone to hook them, he even attended the classes…
“What should I do, then?” Mal brought his fingers to her lips, putting a small
kiss on them. “Take his offer or refuse him. What do you want to do? Because it
seemed to me you kind of wanted to make him yours earlier.” Was she saying that
he actually could…?
“And you don’t mind me accepting Harry’s offer?” This actually made the girl
laughed, and Ben was slowly losing his mind. How could any of this be real? “Of
course, I don’t. I know you love me, and I don’t see sex as cheating as long as
there’s no romantic feeling behind it. Besides, it’s not because I want to do
things right, now, and wait for our marriage before having sex again, that you
have to as well.”
Ben was trying to imagine himself doing the same for Mal, but he couldn’t. Just
the thought of his girlfriend with another boy was agonizing. “Won’t that make
you feel jealous?” She smiled sweetly at him, “Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t
be as cool with it if it was a girl trying to seduce you. But Harry is from the
opposite gender, he can give you things I can’t give you if that’s what you
want. I don’t view him in competition with me.”
The young king suddenly felt very tired. This whole thing was so against the
Auradon romantic outlook that it was difficult to assimilate. But he had to
remember that the VK’s didn’t have the same view on those things, mostly
because most of them never knew love, and used every ways they got to gain
power over each other, including sex.
Mal raised up and put a kiss in his hair. “Think about it, my love. And tell me
what you decide to do. There’s just one more thing: if you take Harry as lover,
no one can find out, because your people wouldn’t understand it.” She stroke
his shoulder and left him to his thoughts.
Ben sighed. He had no idea what to do…
Chapter End Notes
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In the end, all it took was another of Harry’s smile, wrinkled nose and
everything, and Ben’s choice was made. He wanted the pirate to be his, even if
it was only for one night. He just had a few insecurities about that. First of
all, he had zero experience when it came to sex, while apparently Hook’s son
had plenty. But most importantly, even if Mal said she was OK with it, it
didn’t know how to bring the subject up.
So, it took him a week to actually muster the courage to talk with his
girlfriend about it. They were by the Enchanted Lake, lunching together. Mal
didn’t have to make the meal this time, and he just took a few things from the
kitchen palace.
The purple-haired girl was gazing at the scene, like she always was when they
came there. “You should bring Harry here, he would like it. He’s a pretty good
swimmer, too, from what I’ve heard.” And really, he loved the girl so much it
was ridiculous.
“About that… I would like to accept Harry’s offer.” Mal nodded, looking
strangely satisfied “OK, good.”
“You really think so?” She smiled at him fondly, “You need to trust me on this,
Ben. It’s fine, really. Actually, I think it’s for the best. He needs someone
to lead him in order to stay at peace. Well, as much as possible, anyway.
You’re the perfect person for that.”
The young king nodded, having found out that it was best not questioning the
VK’s outlook on things. They all just had very different childhood than his.
Besides, he was the last person to judge since he was the one taking advantage
of it.
“I also think that the others will get back into line if they see that you
tamed Harry Hook.” He didn’t like the world “tame” when associated with Harry.
Sure, the pirate was calmer, but he didn’t actually change his entire
character, did he?
“He really changed that much? You didn’t looked particularly afraid of him on
the Isle.” Mal laughed slightly. “Of course, I wasn’t. Harry wouldn’t have hurt
anyone without Uma’s permission. And the girl may hate me, but even she wasn’t
stupid enough to try and harm me.”
Ben smiled maliciously, he did love that side of Mal. The badass side. “Because
you were rotten to the core?” His girlfriend shook her head, smiling too.
“Don’t mock me, I was. But I guess being a major villain’s daughter had its
perks, too. People feared my mother’s wrath, more than they feared me.”
“And what about your war with Uma?” Mal didn’t often talk about her past, and
he wasn’t about to lose the occasion to learn as much as possible. “It was more
like a game, really. We would wreck her ship or throw shrimps on top of her
head, and the pirates would paint our walls or caused us problems with our
parents.”
Ben flinched a little. That didn’t sound like games at all. Once more, he was
feeling extremely lucky for his privileged life. No doubt he wouldn’t have
survived one day on the Isle. “When it wasn’t against us though… The pirates
really were dangerous, and Harry was the best -or worst I guess- he could cause
severe damages when he wanted to.”
The king supposed he always knew Hook’s son wasn’t someone to mess around, but
it was difficult to associate the idea of the pirate that wanted to hook him,
with the boy he was learning to know. Mal’s eyes went glassy for a second,
probably lost in her memories, then she smiled again, as if nothing happened.
“Those tiny pies are really delicious!”
 
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Ben was walking towards the boys’ dorms, trying to find his pirate. He already
checked the park, and the school agenda, but Harry didn’t have any classes at
the moment. He finally arrived at the door leading to Harry and Gil’s room, and
sighed deeply before knocking off. How was he supposed to say to the boy that
he was willing to be seduced without looking foolishly dumb?
“Hi, Ben!” Gil greeted him when he opened. “Hello Gil, is Harry there?” Gil
nodded vigorously. “Yes! He is. But he’s kind of depressed right now.” The last
sentence was probably not meant for Harry to hear, but was whispered so loudly
that the other pirate roared after him. “Get out, Gil!”
The blond boy gave Ben a pained look, making the king smile fondly at him.
“Don’t worry, I will talk to him.” Ben waited for Gil to leave before entering
the room, closing the door behind him.
Harry was lying on his stomach, shirtless, his head buried in his pillow. Dark
hair contrasting with the white pillowcase. Marks were streaking his back, some
scars seeming really old, just faint white lines, where a few of them still
looked painful.
“If ye’re here to tell me ye don’t want to see me anymore, don’t bother.” His
words, muffled against the fabric, were making it difficult for Ben to
understand what he was saying. It took him a moment to do so. Apparently too
long since Harry seemed to try and suffocate himself with his pillow.
“I’m not.” He closed the distance between them, sitting on the edge of the
pirate’s bed, and brought a hand to Harry’s shoulder blade, stroking the skin
gently.
The boy actually turned his head towards him at that, listening to him. “I told
Mal, about us.” His blue eyes widened, and he suddenly looked panicked. “She
wants me gone, right?” Ben shook his head, smiling faintly. “She really
doesn’t. Actually, she’s fine with us hanging out.”
Harry threw him an incredulous and wary glare, “What kind of hanging out?” Ben
laughed slightly, bending so their faces were just an inch from each other,
pressing his lips to the pirate’s in a small kiss. “This kind.”
The boy frowned, his stare getting dark, “She’s afraid of me getting cuckoo,
huh?”, he snarled, “Is that why ye’re doing this?” He pushed Ben away, sitting
on his bed. As sick as it is, the young king almost wished he could say yes,
say that he didn’t care about the boy at all, and that it was for the good of
his realm. But he knew the truth, he wasn’t thinking the least about his
kingdom at the moment, and all he really wanted was to be selfish, for once.
“She is, but that’s not why I am here.” He moved his hand slowly, fearing to
scare the pirate away, “I want to be here, with you,” and he finally stroke
Harry’s cheek with his fingertips. The anger seemed to fade from the boy’s
face, slowly replaced by a predatory look and smile. “Prove it!”
His blue eyes were shining dangerously while he leaned back on his hands,
stretching his torso in the process.  And really… He was a sight for sore eyes.
Ben’s heartbeat was speeding by the minute, and he drew in a hitching breath.
He couldn’t believe any of this was real, but he wasn’t about to complain.
Smiling maliciously he straddled the pirate who suddenly looked more interested
than amused.
“Prove it like this?” He wrapped his arms around Harry, stroking his back,
“Like this?” His lips found the pirate’s neck, making him gasp and tilt his
head backward. “Or like this?” He sucked hardly the thin skin between his lips,
probably leaving a red mark.
Harry let out a raspy laugh, “Damn, ye’re really convincing, pretty king.” The
pirate’s hands moved to his legs, stroking his thighs through his pants, while
his lips found Ben’s. The young king wrapped his arms around Harry’s shoulders,
holding into him as Hook’s son was kissing him furiously. Ben gasped when a wet
tongue licked his lips, opening his mouth in the process, and letting Harry
took this to another level.
Ben couldn’t understand how it was feeling so heavenly. Sure, he didn’t make
out every single day, but he wasn’t totally inexperienced either. The only
difference between this kiss and the others was that he usually was the one
leading… Was letting go supposed to be this good?
Without thinking more about it, he melted into Harry’s arms, submitting to his
sharp tongue and meeting it with his own, only stopping when his heart was
about to implode due to the lack of air. The pirate’s lips moved to his neck,
sucking and nipping the soft skin, and Ben couldn’t help but to let out a
breathy moan.
“That’s it, Benjamin. I’m gonna please ye so well, ye’ll see stars.” It was
meant to be teasing and funny, Ben could tell, but it was also kind of sexy…
Husky voice doing strange things to the king’s blood circulation. Harry must
have understood it because he raised his head, dark eyes gleaming with lust. He
smiled, a dangerous smile promising sweet torture that left Ben shivering.
His ringed hand moved on the young king’s thigh, stroking not so innocently
towards his inner leg, coming really close to where Ben was dying to feel it.
Then the pirate was kissing him, making him feel dizzy once again, especially
when Harry’s tongue found his at the exact same time his hand touched the
king’s cock through his pants and underwear. It was so light and yet so good!
Ben remembered the first time he touched his own member, watching it getting
harder under his fingers, and feeling so ashamed when white spurts came out of
it. He had this sensation of doing something forbidden back then, and he didn’t
tell anyone, even his father, about it, keeping it a secret and doing it again
only when he was certain to be alone. He only learned that it was okay and
normal, even if slightly frowned upon, a few years later. Right now, he had the
same sensation of doing something forbidden. And if anything, it was fricking
exciting!
All his thoughts evaporated when the pirate started to slowly rub, the warmness
of his hand obvious even through the layers. But Harry suddenly stopped and
groaned, “Way too much clothes.” He looked at Ben questioningly, and the king
could only nod slightly as his breath got caught in his throat. Harry flashed
him another smile before helping him out of his jacket and shirt. The pirate
looked at his chest appreciatively, kissing his shoulder while his hand moved
to Ben’s navel, teasing the little hole there and unbuttoning his pants.
Ben was expecting him to make him move in order to take the rest off, but Harry
aimed to surprise, and just slipped his hand underneath the clothes.
Finally, smart fingertips touched him just right, making him moan
embarrassingly loud. No one, besides himself, ever put a hand on his cock, and
he was discovering that if the feeling of his own skin was good enough, it was
nothing compared to someone else doing it for him.
“Breathe…” Harry whispered against his cheek, “Ye’re alright. I got you.” The
pirate was surprisingly really patient with him, seeming unfazed by his obvious
lack of experience in the department. He waited for Ben to calm down, giving
him small kisses on the cheek and nose, and moving his other hand to the king’s
hair.
“Sorry…” He guessed he could have sounded more apologizing but the fingers on
his head were rubbing his scalp, and it was really pleasant. “Tell me what I
should do.”
The pirate let out a high giggle, his hand resuming its actions on the king’s
cock, “It’s not ‘bout what ye should do… But about what ye want to do.” The
husky words were breathed out in his ear, and Ben shivered. His head was full
of things he wanted to do, but he was still a bit nervous about even thinking
of them.
A warm feeling was slowly making its way through his entire body, becoming
stronger at every touch from the pirate. His cock was completely hard now,
swollen and red, but Harry didn’t seem fazed by it in the least, looking at it
almost hungrily. And while Ben would have like to come under the boy’s hand, he
was even more curious about what he could do to make the pirate feel good. So
he pushed on Harry’s chest until the boy was laying on his bed.
The dark haired boy came easily, wrapping his arms around the young king and
bringing their bodies even more intimately together, and Ben gasped when his
cock rubbed against the pirate’s black jeans. The friction between the rough
material and his sensitive skin was really heavenly, and he had a hard time
trying not to rut against the boy’s leg. Instead, he moved his mouth to Harry’s
neck, licking, sucking and nipping the skin between his lips and teeth.
The pirate caught his breath, and Ben took it as a good sign, moving his hands
on the boy’s chest, then abs, and finally to his jeans fly. He waited a few
seconds for Harry to react, but the dark haired boy only wrapped his arms
tighter around him, tilting his head to let more room for Ben. So the king
opened the black pants button while kissing Harry lower, his lips closing on
the pirate’s collar bone.
“Ye’re not bad at this,” The boy almost purred, his voice low and deep. Ben
backed slightly away, looking at the pirate unimpressively. His eyes moved to
the bulge deforming Harry’s jeans, and he smirked happily. “Apparently, I’m
more than not bad.”
The boy smiled at him. “Course ye are.” Ben tilted his head, licking a stripe
right on the pirate’s small nipple. “And I’m not finished, yet.” He moved
lower, his mouth meeting Harry’s abs and feeling them tighten under him, until
he reached the boy’s black underwear. He then pulled on the pirate’s jeans,
pushing them on his thighs, and grasped the dark haired boy ass through the
fabric to keep him close to him, before bringing his mouth to Harry’s confined
cock.
Harry moaned loudly, arching his back probably involuntary, while one of his
hand tangled in Ben’s hair. The cotton was a strange texture against his lips
and a damp spot was already forming on the underwear, but the thought of
finally pleasing someone else, and that particular someone being Harry, was so
exhilarating that Ben could only carry on. He grasped the pirate’s ass tighter
and nuzzled his nose against the bulge. The king hadn’t see a lot of it in his
life, but it still seemed impressive, and he really wanted to take a look at it
right now...
So he pushed the piece of clothes down slowly, and Harry lifted himself a bit
to make it easier, his fingers rubbing Ben’s scalp urgently. Finally, the
pirate’s cock popped out of his underwear, hitting Ben’s cheek softly. He
turned his head to put a small kiss on the side of it.
“Still not bad?”
Harry laughed at that. “Ye’re a quick learner, pretty king, but I believe it’s
my role to please you.”
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     I'm so sorry for the delay, but I hope you like this third part and
     that you don't resent me too much for the wait.
     Read you soon x
End Notes
     Hello again,
     If you're reading this, I hope that means you liked this first
     chapter. It's pretty soft, but don't worry, it will get heavy in the
     next...
     Also, the title is from "Secret Love Song" by Little Mix, while the
     chapter title is for Demi Lovato's song.
     Feel free to ask me anything or to comment. I would love to read and
     answer you.
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